The two Makololo occupy my right and left, both in eating and sleeping, as long as the journey lasts.

But Mashauana, my head boatman, makes his bed at the door of the tent as soon as I retire.

The rest, divided into small companies according to their tribes, make sheds all round the fire, leaving a horseshoe-shaped space in front sufficient for the cattle to stand in.

The fire gives confidence to the oxen, so the men are always careful to keep them in sight of it.

The sheds are formed by planting two stout forked poles in an inclined direction, and placing another over these in a horizontal position.