How I found Livingstone : $b Travels, adventures, and discoveres in Central Africa, including an account of four months' residence with Dr. LivingstoneStanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
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How I found Livingstone : $b Travels, adventures, and discoveres in Central Africa, including an account of four months' residence with Dr. Livingstone
Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Livingstone, David, 1813-1873
Happy auspices,--Ant-hills.--The water-shed of the Tanganika
Lion.--The king of Kasera.--The home of the lion and the
leopard.--A donkey frightens a leopard--Sublime scenes in
Kawendi,--Starvation imminent.--Amenities of travel in
Africa.--Black-mailers.--The stormy children of Uhha.--News
of a white man.--Energetic marches--Mionvu, chief of
tribute-takers.--An escape at midnight.--Toiling through the
jungles.--The Lake Mountains.--First view of the Tanganika.--
Arrival at Ujiji,--The happy meeting with Livingstone.
We bade farewell to Mrera on the 17th of October, to continue our route
north-westward. All the men and I were firm friends now; all squabbling
had long ceased. Bombay and I had forgotten our quarrel; the kirangozi
and myself were ready to embrace, so loving and affectionate were the
terms upon which we stood towards one another. Confidence returned to
all hearts--for now, as Mabruk Unyanyembe said, "we could smell the fish
of the Tanganika." Unyanyembe, with all its disquietude, was far behind.
We could snap our fingers at that terrible Mirambo and his unscrupulous
followers, and by-and-by, perhaps, we may be able to laugh at the timid
seer who always prophesied portentous events--Sheikh, the son of Nasib.
We laughed joyously, as we glided in Indian file through the young
forest jungle beyond the clearing of Mrera, and boasted of our prowess.
Oh! we were truly brave that morning!
Emerging from the jungle, we entered a thin forest, where numerous
ant-hills were seen like so many sand-dunes. I imagine that these
ant-hills were formed during a remarkably wet season, when, possibly,
the forest-clad plain was inundated. I have seen the ants at work
by thousands, engaged in the work of erecting their hills in other
districts suffering from inundation. What a wonderful system of cells
these tiny insects construct! A perfect labyrinth--cell within cell,
room within room, hall within hall--an exhibition of engineering talents
and high architectural capacity--a model city, cunningly contrived for
safety and comfort!
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