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The Lekone now winds in it in an opposite direction to that in which the ancient river must have flowed. Both the Lekone and Unguesi flow back toward the centre of the country, and in an opposite direction to that of the main stream. It was plain, then, that we were ascending the farther we went eastward.
Departure from Linyanti A Thunder-storm An Act of genuine Kindness Fitted out a second time by the Makololo Sail down the Leeambye Sekote's Kotla and human Skulls; his Grave adorned with Elephants' Tusks Victoria Falls Native Names Columns of Vapor Gigantic Crack Wear of the Rocks Shrines of the Barimo "The Pestle of the Gods" Second Visit to the Falls Island Garden Store-house Island Native Diviners A European Diviner Makololo Foray Marauder to be fined Mambari Makololo wish to stop Mambari Slave-trading Part with Sekeletu Night Traveling River Lekone Ancient fresh-water Lakes Formation of Lake Ngami Native Traditions Drainage of the Great Valley Native Reports of the Country to the North Maps Moyara's Village Savage Customs of the Batoka A Chain of Trading Stations Remedy against Tsetse "The Well of Joy" First Traces of Trade with Europeans Knocking out the front Teeth Facetious Explanation Degradation of the Batoka Description of the Traveling Party Cross the Unguesi Geological Formation Ruins of a large Town Productions of the Soil similar to those in Angola Abundance of Fruit.
The Unguesi and Lekone, with their feeders, flow westward, this river to the south, and all those to which we are about to come take an easterly direction. We were thus at the apex of the ridge, and found that, as water boiled at 202 Deg., our altitude above the level of the sea was over 5000 feet.
NOVEMBER 26TH. As the oxen could only move at night, in consequence of a fear that the buffaloes in this quarter might have introduced the tsetse, I usually performed the march by day on foot, while some of the men brought on the oxen by night. On coming to the villages under Marimba, an old man, we crossed the Unguesi, a rivulet which, like the Lekone, runs backward.
The Portuguese evidently knew nothing of the pink and white marbles which I found at the Mbai, and another rivulet, named the Unguesi, near it, and of which I brought home specimens, nor yet of the dolomite which lies so near to Zumbo: they might have burned the marble into lime without going so far as Mozambique.
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