Manilla confesses to me privately that he did wrong in that, and loses all his beads and many friends in consequence.
2 P.M .-- An old man, called Kabobo, came for his old wife; I asked her if this were her husband, she went to him, and put her arm lovingly around him, and said "Yes." I gave her five strings of beads to buy food, all her stores being destroyed with her house; she bowed down, and put her forehead to the ground as thanks, and old Kabobo did the same: the tears stood in her eyes as she went off.

Tagamoio caught 17 women, and other Arabs of his party, 27; dead by gunshot, 25.

The heads of two headmen were brought over to be redeemed by their friends with slaves.
3 P.M .-- Many of the headmen who have been burned out by the foray came over to me, and begged me to come back with them, and appoint new localities for them to settle in again, but I told them that I was so ashamed of the company in which I found myself, that I could scarcely look the Manyuema in the face.

They had believed that I wished to kill them--what did they think now?
I could not remain among bloody companions, and would flee away, I said, but they begged me hard not to leave until they were again settled.
The open murder perpetrated on hundreds of unsuspecting women fills me with unspeakable horror: I cannot think of going anywhere with the Tagamoio crew; I must either go down or up Lualaba, whichever the Banian slaves choose.
4 P.M .-- Dugumbe saw that by killing the market people he had committed a great error, and speedily got the chiefs who had come over to me to meet him at his house, and forthwith mix blood: they were in bad case.

I could not remain to see to their protection, and Dugumbe, being the best of the whole horde, I advised them to make friends, and then appeal to him as able to restrain to some extent his infamous underlings.