A Popular Account of Dr. Livingstone's Expedition to the Zambesi and Its Tributaries: And of the Discovery of Lakes Shirwa and Nyassa, 1858-1864Livingstone, David
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A Popular Account of Dr. Livingstone's Expedition to the Zambesi and Its Tributaries: And of the Discovery of Lakes Shirwa and Nyassa, 1858-1864
Livingstone, David
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Africa, Central -- Discovery and exploration
Our course next day passed over the upper terrace and through a dense
thorn jungle. Travelling is always difficult where there is no path, but
it is even more perplexing where the forest is cut up by many
game-tracks. Here we got separated from one another, and a rhinoceros
with angry snort dashed at Dr. Livingstone as he stooped to pick up a
specimen of the wild fruit morula; but she strangely stopped stock-still
when less than her own length distant, and gave him time to escape; a
branch pulled out his watch as he ran, and turning half round to grasp
it, he got a distant glance of her and her calf still standing on the
selfsame spot, as if arrested in the middle of her charge by an unseen
hand. When about fifty yards off, thinking his companions close behind,
he shouted "Look out there!" when off she rushed, snorting loudly, in
another direction. The Doctor usually went unarmed before this, but
never afterwards.
A fine eland was shot by Dr. Kirk this afternoon, the first we have
killed. It was in first-rate condition, and remarkably fat; but the
meat, though so tempting in appearance, severely deranged all who partook
of it heartily, especially those who ate of the fat. Natives who live in
game countries, and are acquainted with the different kinds of wild
animals, have a prejudice against the fat of the eland, the pallah, the
zebra, hippopotamus, and pig; they never reject it, however, the climate
making the desire for all animal food very strong; but they consider that
it causes ulcers and leprosy, while the fat of sheep and of oxen never
produces any bad effects, unless the animal is diseased.
On the morning of the 9th, after passing four villages, we breakfasted at
an old friend's, Tombanyama, who lives now on the mainland, having
resigned the reedy island, where he was first seen, to the buffaloes,
which used to take his crops and show fight to his men. He keeps a large
flock of tame pigeons, and some fine fat capons, one of which he gave us,
with a basket of meal. They have plenty of salt in this part of the
country, obtaining it from the plains in the usual way.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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