In Darkest Africa, Vol. 2; or, The Quest, Rescue, and Retreat of Emin, Governor of EquatoriaStanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
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In Darkest Africa, Vol. 2; or, The Quest, Rescue, and Retreat of Emin, Governor of Equatoria
Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Emin Pasha, 1840-1892
We camped the day following in a vale a little north of Mukangi, and on
the 14th we reached our old camp in Mazamboni’s country. It was not long
before Mazamboni, and Katto his brother, and his inseparable cousin
Kalengé, appeared, and in reply to our eager questioning, informed us
that Jephson had reached Kavalli’s the day before yesterday (12th); that
Hailallah, a boy deserter, was in charge of Kavalli, and had grown as
tall as a spear. We were also told that _Maleju_ (the Pasha) had
despatched ten men to Kavalli’s to obtain news of us, and that he had
caused some fields to be cultivated near the lake, and had planted corn
for our use. “What a good, thoughtful, kind man he must be!” we mentally
remarked.
As Mazamboni presented us with two fat beeves, it was essential that the
Zanzibaris, and the Manyuema should be indulged a little after long
abstinence from flesh. We accordingly halted on the 15th, and during the
day Chief Gavira came in and imparted the intelligence that Jephson had
arrived at Katonza’s village three days before with seventeen soldiers;
and our people, who were now well supplied with cloth for extra labour,
and five doti each from Banalya, besides beads, cowries, and wire, were
able to invest in luxuries to their hearts’ content. The Manyuema smiled
blandly, and the Zanzibaris had contracted a habit, as they had scented
the grass-lands, of crowing, which when once started was imitated by
nearly 300 people.
Old Gavira escorted us the next day, on the 16th, the date I should have
been on the Nyanza, and by the afternoon we were in one of the old
villages which was once burned by us, and which was again clean and new
and prosperous, and we welcome and honoured guests, only one long day’s
march from the Lake.
Now that we were actually out of the forest, and only one thing more to
do--since both the Pasha and Mr. Jephson were on the Lake shore just
below us, according to the native--viz., to deliver the ammunition into
the Pasha’s hands, and escort a few Egyptians home, Old Gavira had
reason to suppose that afternoon that “Bula Matari” was a very amiable
person.
[Sidenote: 1889.
Jan. 16.
Gavira’s.]
But at 5 P.M. two Wahuma messengers came with letters from Kavalli’s,
and as I read them a creeping feeling came over me which was a complete
mental paralysis for the time, and deadened all the sensations except
that of unmitigated surprise. When I recovered myself the ears of
Jephson and the Pasha must certainly have tingled. I need not criminate
myself, however, and any person of any imagination may conceive what I
must have felt after he has read the following letters:--
LETTER FROM EMIN.
Dufflé, _2nd September, 1888_.
DEAR SIR,
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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