From Kafuro, the main district of the merchants of that country, he
descried, at length, on the horizon, the lake so much desired and so
long sought for, of which Captain Speke caught a glimpse on the 3d of
August, 1858.
Samuel Ferguson felt real emotion: he was almost in contact with one of
the principal points of his expedition, and, with his spy-glass
constantly raised, he kept every nook and corner of the mysterious
region in sight. His gaze wandered over details that might have been
thus described:
“Beneath him extended a country generally destitute of cultivation;
only here and there some ravines seemed under tillage; the surface,
dotted with peaks of medium height, grew flat as it approached the
lake; barley-fields took the place of rice-plantations, and there, too,
could be seen growing the species of plantain from which the wine of
the country is drawn, and _mwani_, the wild plant which supplies a
substitute for coffee. A collection of some fifty or more circular
huts, covered with a flowering thatch, constituted the capital of the
Karagwah country.”
He could easily distinguish the astonished countenances of a rather
fine-looking race of natives of yellowish-brown complexion. Women of
incredible corpulence were dawdling about through the cultivated
grounds, and the doctor greatly surprised his companions by informing
them that this rotundity, which is highly esteemed in that region, was
obtained by an obligatory diet of curdled milk.
At noon, the _Victoria_ was in one degree forty-five minutes south
latitude, and at one o’clock the wind was driving her directly toward
the lake.
This sheet of water was christened _Uyanza Victoria_, or Victoria Lake,
by Captain Speke. At the place now mentioned it might measure about
ninety miles in breadth, and at its southern extremity the captain
found a group of islets, which he named the Archipelago of Bengal. He
pushed his survey as far as Muanza, on the eastern coast, where he was
received by the sultan. He made a triangulation of this part of the
lake, but he could not procure a boat, either to cross it or to visit
the great island of Ukéréoué which is very populous, is governed by
three sultans, and appears to be only a promontory at low tide.
The balloon approached the lake more to the northward, to the doctor’s
great regret, for it had been his wish to determine its lower outlines.
Its shores seemed to be thickly set with brambles and thorny plants,
growing together in wild confusion, and were literally hidden,
sometimes, from the gaze, by myriads of mosquitoes of a light-brown
hue. The country was evidently habitable and inhabited. Troops of
hippopotami could be seen disporting themselves in the forests of
reeds, or plunging beneath the whitish waters of the lake.
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