French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the NigerHourst
History
French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the Niger
Hourst
French -- Sudan; Mali -- Description and travel; Niger River -- Description and travel; Tuaregs
The next day, the 16th, was as exciting as the 15th had been. Three
very strong rapids succeeded each other, completing the awful pass
of Labezenga. At each one the barges were halted above the fall,
and a reconnaissance was made, then they passed over one by one,
with the crew strengthened by every man who could be pressed into
the service. Digui continued to show wonderful intrepidity, a quiet
audacity and courage, and a readiness to grasp the bearings of every
situation, which were beyond all praise. We can really say without
exaggeration that we owed not only the safety of our boats, but our
very lives to him.
[Illustration: THE CHIEF OF AYURU.]
A little creek of almost calm water brought us to Katungu, where we
were very well received by the inhabitants. Here we procured some
fresh guides who were to take us to Ayuru.
Rapids! rapids! and yet more rapids! As we approached Ayuru the river
became more and more terrible; we struck five or six times a day,
again and again narrowly escaping the staving in of our boats. On
the 18th, however, we safely reached Ayuru, a pretty little village
of thatched huts on a rocky islet. My nerves had been overstrained,
and in the evening when we were at dinner I fainted away. I did not
come to again for two whole hours, and was very much surprised when
I recovered consciousness to find myself lying on a mat wrapped up in
coverlids, and being fanned by a coolie who was keeping watch over me.
From Ayuru I sent twenty rifles to Madidu, in token of my gratitude
for the way in which his people had treated us.
We pushed on on the 19th for Kendadji, but navigation was, if
possible, more difficult than ever. It became almost impossible to
make our way amongst the countless islands impeding the stream and
breaking it up into a confusing number of arms each with rapids of
its own. These islets were all alike clothed with grand vegetation
such as palms, sycamores, and other tropical trees.
The two large boats both struck on the same rock and the _Davoust_
re-opened her old wound. How was it that in spite of this neither of
our vessels sunk and our ranks remained unbroken? Only by a miracle! I
have used that word before, I know, but really it is not too strong
in this case either.
At last, however, after surmounting unheard-of difficulties, getting
through apparently impossible obstacles, and after Digui had executed
many an admirable manœuvre, we arrived opposite Kendadji.
Alas! our troubles were not yet over. The river in front of us was
surging terribly, the bed everywhere encumbered by large flints. Where
could we pass?
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