The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A RomanceJohnston, Harry
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The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A Romance
Johnston, Harry
British -- Africa, East -- Fiction; Missions -- Tanzania -- Fiction
During all this time Lucy saw little of the Baines family. But a few
days after she had read this letter from Hangodi, Mr. Baines called on
Lucy at the school—it was at the beginning of February—and put into her
hands a copy of _Light to Them that Sit in Darkness_. "There’s a letter
in here of John’s which they’ve printed," said Mr. Baines with
considerable exultation, "and mother thought you might like to read it.
Mind you return the magazine to her when you’ve done so. Good-bye.
S’pose you are starting in a couple of months?"
Lucy found a column scored at the side with pencil, where the following
matter appeared:
BLESSED NEWS FROM EAST AFRICA
We have received the following intelligence from Brother John Baines,
who has recently joined the East African Mission:
HANGODI, NGURU,
_November_ 20, 1886.
MY DEAR MR. THOMPSON,—
We arrived here about a month ago after a pleasant stay with the
brethren at Unguja. We reached Hangodi in about two weeks of travel
from the port of Lingani, accompanied by Broth’s Anderson and Bayley,
and were greeted most warmly on arrival by Brothers Boley and
Batworth—the "busy B.’s," as they are called—who feared from the rumours
afloat that we should be stopped by native disturbances on the road. We
brought with us from Unguja Josiah Briggs, a convert who was originally
a freed slave from this very district of Hangodi. He has lived for five
years at our depôt in Unguja or at the Presbyterian Mission station at
Dombasi. He will be able to assist me materially as interpreter among
the Wa-lunga as Kagulu is his native tongue.
The journey from Lingani to Hangodi was rather a fatiguing one as the
donkeys we took with us to ride either fell sick poisoned by some herb,
or strayed and were eaten by lions. So we ended by having to walk. Our
Unguja porters ran away before we had got far inland, scared by rumours
of Wahumba raids or stories of the famine raging in the interior; but a
kindly Arab, who is supposed to have known Dr. Livingstone, came to our
assistance and sent a large number of his people to convey us and our
loads to Ulunga, as this district is called (the root—_lunga_—means the
"good" or the "beautiful" country, as indeed it will be, when it has
received the Blessed Gospel).
Mr. Goulburn, who is pioneering and is "spying out the land" to the
north, travelled with us as far as Gonja and then quitted us, after we
had prayed together in my tent. We turned south and continued our
journey to the Ulunga mountains with the Arab’s porters and guided by
Josiah Briggs.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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