We were ferried across a river in large canoes, capable of carrying fifty men, but formed of a single tree upward of four feet wide.

Kamrasi was reported to be in his residence on the opposite side; but upon our arrival at the south bank we found ourselves thoroughly deceived.

We were upon a miserable flat, level with the river, and in the wet season forming a marsh at the junction of the Kafoor River with the Somerset.
The latter river bounded the flat on the east, very wide and sluggish, and much overgrown with papyrus and lotus.

The river we had just crossed was the Kafoor.

It was perfectly dead water and about eighty yards wide, including the beds of papyrus on either side.