valley, are not more than two or three hundred feet
in altitude over the general dead level. Many
of the rivers are very tortuous in their course, the
Chobe and Simah particularly so; and, if we may receive
the testimony of the natives, they form what anatomists
call ‘anastamosis’, or a network of rivers.
Thus, for instance, they assured me that if they go
up the Simah in a canoe, they can enter the Chobe,
and descend that river to the Leeambye; or they may
go up the Kama and come down the Simah; and so in
the case of the Kafue. It is reputed to be connected
in this way with the Leeambye in the north, and to
part with the Loangwa; and the Makololo went from
the one into the other in canoes. And even though
the interlacing may not be quite to the extent believed
by the natives, the country is so level and the rivers
so tortuous that I see no improbability in the conclusion
that here is a network of waters of a very peculiar
nature. The reason why I am disposed to place
a certain amount of confidence in the native reports
is this: when Mr. Oswell and I discovered the
Zambesi in the centre of the continent in 1851, being
unable to ascend it at the time ourselves, we employed
the natives to draw a map embodying their ideas of
that river. We then sent the native map home
with the same view that I now mention their ideas of
the river system, namely, in order to be an aid to
others in farther investigations. When I was
able to ascend the Leeambye to 14 Deg. south, and
subsequently descend it, I found, after all the care
I could bestow, that the alterations I was able to
make in the original native plan were very trifling.
The general idea their map gave was wonderfully accurate;
and now I give, in the larger map appended, their views
of the other rivers, in the hope that they may prove
helpful to any traveler who may pursue the investigation
farther.
24Th. We remained a day at the village of
Moyara. Here the valley in which the Lekone flows
trends away to the eastward, while our course is more
to the northeast. The country is rocky and rough,
the soil being red sand, which is covered with beautiful
green trees, yielding abundance of wild fruits.
The father of Moyara was a powerful chief, but the
son now sits among the ruins of the town, with four
or five wives and very few people. At his hamlet
a number of stakes are planted in the ground, and
I counted fifty-four human skulls hung on their points.
These were Matebele, who, unable to approach Sebituane
on the island of Loyela, had returned sick and famishing.
Moyara’s father took advantage of their reduced
condition, and after putting them to death, mounted
their heads in the Batoka fashion. The old man
who perpetrated this deed now lies in the middle of
his son’s huts, with a lot of rotten ivory over
his grave. One can not help feeling thankful that
the reign of such wretches is over. They inhabited
the whole of this side of the country, and were probably
the barrier to the extension of the Portuguese commerce