When one is in
a delightful place like this, one must work, so off I go to the
north into the forest, after giving the rest of the demijohn of
water into the Monrovia boy's charge with strict orders it is not to
be opened till my return.
Quantities of beetles.
A little after two o'clock I return to camp, after having wandered
about in the forest and found three very deep holes, down which I
heaved rocks and in no case heard a splash. In one I did not hear
the rocks strike, owing to the great depth. I hate holes, and
especially do I hate these African ones, for I am frequently
falling, more or less, into them, and they will be my end.
The other demijohns of water have not arrived yet, and we are
getting anxious again because the men's food has not come up, and
they have been so exceedingly thirsty that they have drunk most of
the water - not, however, since it has been in Monrovia's charge; but
at 3.15 another boy comes through the bush with another demijohn of
water. We receive him gladly, and ask him about the chop. He knows
nothing about it. At 3.45 another boy comes through the bush with
another demijohn of water; we receive him kindly; HE does not know
anything about the chop. At 4.10 another boy comes through the bush
with another demijohn of water, and knowing nothing about the chop,
we are civil to him, and that's all.
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