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
“Leaving his expedition at Usukuma, Mr. Stanley embarked with eleven
men on the Victoria Lake, in a small boat which he had brought with
him; he explored all the eastern part of the lake, penetrating into
all the bays, gulfs, and creeks, and taking the bearings of islands
and capes. I saw Mr. Stanley’s work, which is very extensive. He
showed me some curious sketches of islands he had seen; the islands of
the Bridge, the Grotto, and the Sphinx. The first is a natural bridge
of granite, with all the appearance of a bridge made by the hand of
man; the second is like the grotto of the enchantress Calypso; the
third greatly resembles the Egyptian Sphinx.”...
Colonel Linant de Bellefonds having thus described our meeting, there
remains but little for me to add.
As soon as I saw him approaching the burzah, I recognised him to be a
Frenchman. Not being introduced to him—and as I was then but a mere
guest of Mtesa, with whom it was M. Linant’s first desire to converse—I
simply bowed to him, until he had concluded addressing the Emperor, when
our introduction took place as he has described.
I was delighted at seeing him, and much more delighted when I discovered
that M. Linant was a very agreeable man. I observed that there was a
vast difference between his treatment of his men and the manner in which
I treated mine, and that his intercourse with the Waganda was conducted
after exactly opposite principles to those which governed my conduct. He
adopted a half military style which the Waganda ill brooked, and many
things uncomplimentary to him were uttered by them. He stationed guards
at the entrance to his courtyard to keep the Waganda at a distance,
except those bearing messages from Mtesa, while my courtyard was nearly
full of Watongolehs, soldiers, pages, children, with many a dark-brown
woman listening with open ears to my conversation with the Waganda. In
fact, my courtyard from morning to night swarmed with all classes, for I
loved to draw the natives to talk, so that perfect confidence might be
established between us, and I might gain an insight into their real
natures. By this freer converse with them I became, it seemed, a
universal favourite, and obtained information sufficient to fill two
octavo volumes.
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