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April 15 - 
Dr Tengwall left us soon after breakfast, and set off with the few porters the Chief had been able to get for him. We had considered going back today, but were told that we would have to wait until tomorrow to get the number of men we wanted.

Bernice and Ralph on their morning stroll found a fine green tree viper and brought it back with them, coiled around the end of a stick.

I felt lazy and tired all day, and never left our little hut. By evening I was aching all over, and feeling chilly, and went to bed in the pleasant conviction that I was coming down with fever.

April 16 - 
Seem to have no fever, but a slight cold, due, probably,to the dampness of our mud house. We were up at daylight, and packed and ready to take to the road by eight-thirty. Johnny Harbor's boys lined up all our loads, but we had not kept enough men with us to carry them, and must perforce wait for the porters the Chief had promised us. Slowly the morning wore on, and we got more and more indignant at the delay. The Chief, through the interpreter, told us that he had sent to two of the neighboring villages for twenty carriers for us, but knowing by now how "Africa creeps", we had little hope of them materializing. Bernice and Ralph finally started ahead. It was then thirty before Bill and I saw the last load on a man's head, and were assured that there were eight men left over for our hammocks. Bill fell and bumped his knee yesterday, and is too lame to walk today, and I was a bit weak from my chill last night. We were barely out of the village, however, when one of my hammock boys deserted on the pretense of a sore toe, and I had to walk to the third village before getting another man. Flomo, our jewel of a steward boy, volunteered to be hammock boy, and I let him for a few minutes, but felt ashamed of myself, for that is certainly not his work.

The ill-assorted hammock crews made slow progress - not like the trip up where we had boys we knew, and who could work well together. We sent two hammocks and their crews on ahead to catch up with Ralph and Bernice, but from time to time we could overtake the hammocks peacefully resting in the shade along the trail. They never did catch up, and the two walked the whole 17 miles to the river.

Half way in we met Mr. Vipond, who was on his way to the same town to see if [[underlined]] he [[/underlined]] could get up the mountain. We wished him luck, and rather dolefully assured him that he needed it.

We reached the riverside about four-thirty, but it was an hour before all the loads were in, and ferried across the river, and put in the waiting trucks, and the Gibi men paid a shilling apiece for their day's work - ninepence for walking in today with a load, threepence for walking back tomorrow without one.