The long trail: A story of African adventureStrang, Herbert
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The long trail: A story of African adventure
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Black people -- Africa -- Juvenile fiction
There was a remarkable change in the demeanour of the negroes.
Whereas before they had marched slowly, listlessly, they now stepped
out with buoyant vigour. Freedom gave them new strength. The loads
had been distributed among them, so that each man's burden was light;
and they pressed on untiringly, only eager to get back to their homes.
Again and again Royce looked back anxiously along the track. There
was no sign of pursuit. Without halting a moment the party marched
on until nightfall, and then encamped, worn out, but happy, for they
were pretty sure that no attack would be made on them during the dark
hours. Nevertheless, Royce arranged for the guarding of the camp
through the night by the Hausas in turn.
He exchanged notes with Challis about all that had happened since
they parted.
"I've one hope," he said. "It is that the Tubus, knowing they have
white men to deal with, will not molest us further. They have
experience of what white men can do, because their lands are on
French territory."
"But the French have little control over them, judging by their
raids," replied Challis. "I fear we can't reckon on being left
alone. They will be enraged at the loss of a fine haul of slaves,
and the men we left tied up will tell them that there are only two of
us. Besides, that man you call Goruba has a score against you. It
is clear to me now that at first he mistook me for you."
"The whole thing is sickening," said Royce. "It looks as though our
prospecting for tin is at an end. We can't proceed with hostile
savages hovering about us. But we've much to be thankful for."
As soon as it was light they broke up camp and resumed the march.
The long rest had greatly benefited Challis, whom, however, Royce
would not allow to walk.
The condition of some of his men made Royce anxious; but the negro
has great endurance, and the hope of reaching safety helped the men
to keep up.
There was still no sign of pursuit, and Royce grew more and more
cheerful as time went on. In the afternoon the party arrived at
Challis's dismantled camp. In order to prevent a raid upon the
provisions, Royce had ordered John and Gambaru not to mention where
they were hidden. On reaching the spot, he led the main body of the
prisoners some little distance beyond, and commanded them to rest on
the ground until food was brought to them.
The calabashes were found just as John had left them. Food was
served out to the whole party--sparingly, for it was impossible to
tell when another supply could be obtained.
During the meal, Royce discussed the position with Challis. They
decided to give the prisoners the opportunity of returning to their
homes. When it was put to the poor negroes, most of them, including
all the women, set off at once in different directions. But a group
of the men hung back.
"Dey want to stay with Massa," John explained.
"But I don't want them. We shall have to go back to the coast."
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