the boat, but only saw it disappearing away to the north.
They pushed on as briskly as possible after it, but the
mountain flank which forms the coast proved excessively
tedious and fatiguing; travelling all day, the distance
made, in a straight line, was under five miles. As soon as
day dawned, the march was resumed; and, after hearing at
the first inhabited rock that their companions had passed it
the day before, a goat was slaughtered out of the four which
they had with them, when suddenly, to the evident consternation
of the men, seven Mazitu appeared armed with
spears and shields, with their heads dressed fantastically
with feathers. To hold a parley, Dr. Livingstone and
Moloka, a Makololo man who spoke Zulu, went unarmed
to meet them. On Dr. Livingstone approaching them,
they ordered him to stop, and sit down in the sun,
while they sat in the shade. “ No, no!” was the reply,
“ if you sit in the shade, so will we.” They then
rattled their shields with their clubs, a proceeding which
Usually inspires terror; but Moloka remarked, “ I t is not the
first time we have heard shields rattled.” And all sat down
together. They asked for a present, to show their Chief
that they had actually met strangers—something as evidence
of having seen men who were not Arabs. And they were
requested in turn to take these strangers to the boat or to their
Chief. All the goods were in the boat, and to show that no present
such as they wanted was in his pockets, Dr. Livingstone
emptied them, turning out, among other things, a note-book:
thinking it was a pistol they started up, and said, “ Put
that in again.” The younger men then became boisterous, and
demanded a goat. That could not be spared, as they were the
sole' provisions. When they insisted, they were asked how
many of the party they had killed, that they thus began to
divide the' spoil; this evidently made them ashamed. The
elders were more reasonable; they dreaded treachery, and
were as much afraid of Dr. Livingstone and his party as his
men were of them; for on leaving they sped away up the
hills like frightened deer. One of them, and probably the
leader, was married, as seen by portions of his hair sewn
into a ring; all were observed by their teeth to be people of
the country, who had been incorporated into the Zulu tribe.
The way still led over a succession of steep ridges with
ravines of from 500 to 1000 feet in depth; some of the sides
had to be scaled on hands and knees, and no sooner was the
top reached than the descent began again. Each ravine had
a running stream; and the whole country, though so very
rugged, had all been cultivated, and densely peopled.
Many banana-trees, uncared for patches of corn, and Congo-
bean bushes attested former cultivation. The population
had all been swept away; ruined villages, broken utensils,
and human skeletons, met with at every turn, told a sad tale
of “ man s inhumanity to man.” So numerous weiSSthe slain,
that it was thought the inhabitants had been slaughtered in
consequence of having made raids on the Zulus for cattle.
We conjectured this to be the cause of the wholesale
butchery, because Zulus do not usually destroy any save
the old, and able-bodied men. The object of their raids
in general is that the captured women and children may be
embodied into the tribe, and become Zulus. The masters
of the captives are kind to them, and the children are put
on the same level as those of any ordinary man. In their
usual plan, we seem to have the condition so bepraised by
some advocates for slavery. The members of small disunited
communities are taken under a powerful 1government
obtain kind masters, whom they are allowed to exchange
for any one else within the tribe, and their children become
freemen. I t is, as our eyes and nostrils often found by the
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