ABSTRACT
AFTER a pleasant and refreshing voyage on the lake, J-\. we met the French traveller, Captain Trivier, who had
arrived from the West Coast. It was delightful to see a strange face, and to listen to
up-to-date European news. He had a companion with him and two personal servants, and, on my inquiring how it was possible for him to have performed such a journey with so few men, he replied:
"1.-'ip-pu-Tib contracted to transport me to the East Coast, providing men, food, and safety; he is acting in my interests just as your English" Cook" does for tourists. As I shall not go East on account of the war, his contract will end here and I shall go by the Zambezi.'"
