The Lake Regions of Central Africa: A Picture of Exploration, Vol. 1Burton, Richard Francis, Sir
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The Lake Regions of Central Africa: A Picture of Exploration, Vol. 1
Burton, Richard Francis, Sir
Africa, Central -- Description and travel
Such a revolting scene is East Africa from central
K’hutu to the base of the Usagara Mountains.
Running through this fetid flat the path passed on the left sundry
shallow salt-pits which, according to the Arabs, are wet during the dry
and dry during the wet season. Presently after breaking through another
fence of holcus, whose cane was stiffer than the rattans of an Indian
jungle, we entered, and found lodgings in Bakera, a pretty little hamlet
ringed with papaws and plantains, upon which the doves disported
themselves. Here, on our return in 1859, a thick growth of grass waved
over the ground-marks of hearth and roof-tree. The African has a
superstitious horror of stone walls; he is still a semi-nomade, from the
effects of the Wandertrieb, or man’s vagabond instinct, uncurbed by the
habits of civilisation. Though vestiges of large and stable habitations
have been discovered in the barbarous Eastern Horn, in these days,
between the parallels of Harar and the ruined Portuguese towns near
the Zambezi Rivers, inner Africa ignores a town of masonry. In
our theoretical maps, the circlets used by cartographers to denote
cities serve only to mislead; their names prove them to be
Saltanats--lordships, districts or provinces.
Resuming our course on the next day through hollows and rice-swamps,
where almost every ass fell or cast its load, we came after a long tramp
to the nearest outposts of the Zungomero district; here were several
caravans with pitched tents, piles of ivory and crowds of porters. The
gang of thirty-six Wanyamwezi, who had preceded us, having located
themselves at a distant hamlet, we resumed our march, and presently were
met by a number of our men headed by their guard, the two “sons of
Ramji.” Ensued a general sword and spear play, each man with howls and
cheers brandished his blade or vibrated his missile, rushing about in
all directions, and dealing death amongst ideal foes with such action as
may often be observed in poultry-yards when the hens indulge in a little
merry pugnacity. The march had occupied us four weeks, about double the
usual time, and the porters had naturally began to suspect accidents
from the Wazaramo.
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