Through the Dark Continent, Vol. 1 (of 2) : $b or, The sources of the Nile around the Great Lakes of Equatorial Africa and down the Livingstone River to the Atlantic OceanStanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
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Through the Dark Continent, Vol. 1 (of 2) : $b or, The sources of the Nile around the Great Lakes of Equatorial Africa and down the Livingstone River to the Atlantic Ocean
Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton), 1841-1904 -- Travel -- Africa, Central
_Jan. 24._—On the morning of the 24th we waited patiently in our camp.
Why should we attack? We were wretched enough as it was without seeking
to add to our wretchedness. We numbered only seventy effective men, for
all the others were invalids, frightened porters, women, donkey-boys,
and children. The sick list was alarming, but, try how we might, the
number was not to be reduced. While we lived from hand to mouth on a few
grains of corn a day, after a month’s experience of famine fare, our
plight must not only remain pitiable, but become worse. We were
therefore in a mood to pray that we might not be attacked, but permitted
to leave the camp in safety.
At 9 A.M., however, the enemy appeared, reinforced both in numbers and
confidence, for the adjoining districts on the north and east had been
summoned to the “war.” This word means now, as is evident, daily attacks
upon our camp, with forces hourly increasing, until we shall have also
perhaps strange tribes to the westward invited to the extermination of
the strangers, and ourselves be in the meantime penned in our hold until
hunger reduces us to surrender, to be butchered without mercy.
Our position, as strangers in a hostile country, is such that we cannot
exist as a corporate expedition, unless we resist with all our might and
skill, in order to terminate hostilities and secure access to the
western country. We therefore wait until they advance upon our camp, and
drive them from its vicinity, as we did the day before. In half an hour
our people are back, and organised into four detachments of ten men each
under their separate chiefs, two more detachments of ten men each being
held in reserve, and one other, of ten also, detailed for the defence of
the camp. They are instructed to proceed in skirmishing order in
different directions through the hostile country, and to drive the
inhabitants out wherever they find them lodged, to a distance of five
miles east and north, certain rocky hills, the rendezvous of the foe,
being pointed out as the place where they must converge. Messengers are
sent with each detachment to bring me back information.
The left detachment, under chief Farjalla Christie, were soon thrown
into disorder, and were killed to a man except the messenger who brought
us the news, imploring for the reserve, as the enemy were now
concentrated on the second detachment. Manwa Sera was therefore
despatched with fifteen men, and arrived at the scene only in time to
save eight out of the second detachment. The third plunged boldly on,
but lost six of its number; the fourth, under chief Safeni, behaved
prudently and well, and, as fast as each enclosed village was taken, set
it on fire. But ten other men despatched to the scene retrieved what the
third had lost, and strengthened Safeni.
About 4 P.M. the Wangwana returned, bringing with them oxen, goats, and
grain for food. Our losses in this day’s proceedings were twenty-one
soldiers and one messenger killed, and three wounded.
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