Urgent Necessity Impelled Us Onward, Lest We Might Have To Camp At One Of These Villages Until The End Of The Monsoon Rains; So We Kept On, Over Marshy Bottoms, Up To The Knees In Mire, Under Jungly Tunnels Dripping With Wet, Then Into Sloughs Arm-Pit Deep.

Every channel seemed filled to overflowing, yet down the rain poured, beating the surface of the river into yellowish foam, pelting us until we were almost breathless.

Half a day's battling against such difficulties brought us, after crossing the river, once again to the dismal village of Mvumi.

We passed the night fighting swarms of black and voracious mosquitoes, and in heroic endeavours to win repose in sleep, in which we were partly successful, owing to the utter weariness of our bodies.

On the 13th we struck out of the village of Mvumi. It had rained the whole night, and the morning brought no cessation. Mile after mile we traversed, over fields covered by the inundation, until we came to a branch river-side once again, where the river was narrow, and too deep to ford in the middle. We proceeded to cut a tree down, and so contrived that it should fall right across the stream. Over this fallen tree the men, bestriding it, cautiously moved before them their bales and boxes; but one young fellow, Rojab - through over-zeal, or in sheer madness - took up the Doctor's box which contained his letters and Journal of his discoveries on his head, and started into the river.

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