4 degrees 18 minutes.
Here I met an old acquaintance, who, of course, asked me for a cow. This
was a very respectable man, named Nersho, who had, when a boy, been
brought up by the Austrian missionaries at Gondokoro. I had met him
during my former journey when in company with Koorshood's vakeel,
Ibrahim. We slept at Marengo. The soldiers borrowed the natives' mats,
cooking pots, &c., but scrupulously returned everything according to
orders.
February 11. - Nersho received his cow; and I left two in addition for
the headman of the village.
We started at 5.35 a.m., and marched ten miles, and halted at a small
ravine of running water among wooded hills.
Our old guide, Lokko, was at fault. After much trouble we succeeded in
obtaining two natives, who told us, that in this spot they had killed a
large number of the slave-hunters' people.
Other natives soon joined us, and we were led by a difficult rocky path
through thick forest among the hills for five miles, to the pretty open
country of Mooge.
Throughout the journey from the Nile, the country had been thickly
populated. At Mooge we camped in a large village on the hill.
February 12. - We started at 5.25, and marched straight to Lobore, a
distance of fourteen miles.
