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
The first words I heard in Ugogo were from a Wagogo elder, of sturdy
form, who in an indolent way tended the flocks, but showed a marked
interest in the stranger clad in white flannels, with a Hawkes' patent
cork solar topee on his head, a most unusual thing in Ugogo, who came
walking past him, and there were "Yambo, Musungu, Yambo, bana, bana,"
delivered with a voice loud enough to make itself heard a full mile
away. No sooner had the greeting been delivered than the word "Musungu"
seemed to electrify his entire village; and the people of other
villages, situated at intervals near the road, noting the excitement
that reigned at the first, also participated in the general frenzy which
seemed suddenly to have possessed them. I consider my progress from
the first village to Mvumi to have been most triumphant; for I was
accompanied by a furious mob of men, women, and children, all almost as
naked as Mother Eve when the world first dawned upon her in the garden
of Eden, fighting, quarrelling, jostling, staggering against each other
for the best view of the white man, the like of whom was now seen for
the first time in this part of Ugogo. The cries of admiration, such as
"Hi-le!" which broke often and in confused uproar upon my ear, were not
gratefully accepted, inasmuch as I deemed many of them impertinent. A
respectful silence and more reserved behaviour would have won my
esteem; but, ye powers, who cause etiquette to be observed in Usungu,*
respectful silence, reserved behaviour, and esteem are terms unknown
in savage Ugogo. Hitherto I had compared myself to a merchant of Bagdad
travelling among the Kurds of Kurdistan, selling his wares of Damascus
silk, kefiyehs, &c.; but now I was compelled to lower my standard, and
thought myself not much better than a monkey in a zoological collection.
One of my soldiers requested them to lessen their vociferous noise;
but the evil-minded race ordered him to shut up, as a thing unworthy to
speak to the Wagogo! When I imploringly turned to the Arabs for counsel
in this strait, old Sheikh Thani, always worldly wise, said, "Heed them
not; they are dogs who bite besides barking." -------- *
White man's land. --------
At 9 A.M. we were in our boma, near Mvumi village; but here also crowds
of Wagogo came to catch a glimpse of the Musungu, whose presence was
soon made known throughout the district of Mvumi. But two hours later I
was oblivious of their endeavours to see me; for, despite repeated doses
of quinine, the mukunguru had sure hold of me.
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