When sleeping at a village in the same latitude as Naliele town, two of the Arabs mentioned made their appearance.

They were quite as dark as the Makololo, but, having their heads shaved, I could not compare their hair with that of the inhabitants of the country.

When we were about to leave they came to bid adieu, but I asked them to stay and help us to eat our ox.

As they had scruples about eating an animal not blooded in their own way, I gained their good-will by saying I was quite of their opinion as to getting quit of the blood, and gave them two legs of an animal slaughtered by themselves.

They professed the greatest detestation of the Portuguese, "because they eat pigs;" and disliked the English, "because they thrash them for selling slaves." I was silent about pork; though, had they seen me at a hippopotamus two days afterward, they would have set me down as being as much a heretic as any of that nation; but I ventured to tell them that I agreed with the English, that it was better to let the children grow up and comfort their mothers when they became old, than to carry them away and sell them across the sea.