The Last Journals of David Livingstone, in Central Africa, from 1865 to His Death, Volume II (of 2), 1869-1873: Continued By A Narrative Of His Last Moments And Sufferings, Obtained From His Faithful Servants Chuma And SusiLivingstone, David
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The Last Journals of David Livingstone, in Central Africa, from 1865 to His Death, Volume II (of 2), 1869-1873: Continued By A Narrative Of His Last Moments And Sufferings, Obtained From His Faithful Servants Chuma And Susi
Livingstone, David
Africa, Central -- Description and travel
[26] Bangé or hemp in time produces partial idiotcy if smoked in
excess. It is used amongst all the Interior tribes.
[27] Isaiah i. 8.
CHAPTER XI.
Entangled amongst the marshes of Bangweolo. Great privations.
Obliged to return to Chituñkuè's. At the chief's mercy.
Agreeably surprised with the chief. Start once more. Very
difficult march. Robbery exposed. Fresh attack of illness. Sends
scouts out to find villages. Message to Chirubwé. An ant raid.
Awaits news from Matipa. Distressing perplexity. The Bougas of
Bangweolo. Constant rain above and flood below. Ill. Susi and
Chuma sent as envoys to Matipa. Reach Bangweolo. Arrive at
Matipa's islet. Matipa's town. The donkey suffers in transit.
Tries to go on to Kabinga's. Dr. Livingstone makes a
demonstration. Solution of the transport difficulty. Susi and
detachment sent to Kabinga's. Extraordinary extent of flood.
Reaches Kabinga's. An upset. Crosses the Chambezé. The River
Muanakazi. They separate into companies by land and water. A
disconsolate lion. Singular caterpillars. Observations on fish.
Coasting along the southern flood of Lake Bangweolo. Dangerous
state of Dr. Livingstone.
_1st February, 1873._--Waiting for the scouts. They return
unsuccessful--forced to do so by hunger. They saw a very large river
flowing into the Lake, but did not come across a single soul. Killed our
last calf, and turn back for four hard days' travel to Chituñkuè's. I
send men on before us to bring food back towards us.
_2nd February, 1873._--March smartly back to our camp of 28th ult. The
people bear their hunger well. They collect mushrooms and plants, and
often get lost in this flat featureless country.
_3rd February, 1873._--Return march to our bridge on the Lofu, five
hours. In going we went astray, and took six hours to do the work of
five. Tried lunars in vain. Either sun or moon in clouds. On the Luéna.
_4th February, 1873._--Return to camp on the rivulet with much
_Methonica gloriosa_ on its banks. Our camp being on its left bank of
26th. It took long to cross the next river, probably the Kwalé, though
the elephants' footprints are all filled up now. Camp among deserted
gardens, which afford a welcome supply of cassava and sweet potatoes.
The men who were sent on before us slept here last night, and have
deceived us by going more slowly without loads than we who are loaded.
_5th February, 1873._--Arrived at Chituñkuè's, crossing two broad deep
brooks, and on to the Malalenzi, now swollen, having at least 200 yards
of flood and more than 300 yards of sponge. Saluted by a drizzling
shower. We are now at Chituñkuè's mercy.
We find the chief more civil than we expected. He said each chief had
his own land and his own peculiarities. He was not responsible for
others. We were told that we had been near to Matipa and other chiefs:
he would give us guides if we gave him a cloth and some powder.
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