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                  CHAP.  XXXV.



   THE MEETING OF THE WATERS.--THE BENUWE AND FARO.



 At an early hour we left the inhospitable  Wednesday>

 place of Sulleri.  It was a beautiful fresh  June 18th-

 morning, all nature being revived and enlivened by

 the last night's storm.  My companions, sullen and

 irritated,  quarrelled among themselves  on account

 of the selfish  behaviour of Ibrahima.   As for me,

 I was cheerful in the extreme,  and borne away by

 an enthusiastic and triumphant feeling; for to-day I

 was to see the river.

    The neighbourhood of the water was first indicated

 by numbers of high ant-hills, which, as I shall have

 occasion  to  observe more  fully  in the course of my

"narrative, abound chiefly  in the neighbourhood  of

 rivers: they were here ranged in  almost parallel lines,

 and afforded a very curious spectacle.   We had just

 passed a small village or  riimde, where  not a living

 soul Avas to be seen, the people  having all gone forth

 to the labours of the field, when the lively Mohammedu

 came  running up  to  me, and  exclaimed, " Gashi,

 gashi, diitsi-n-Alantika ke nan"  ("Look! look! that

 is Mount Alantika").  I strained my eyes and saw,