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
M. Linant passed many pleasant hours with me. Though he had started from
Cairo previous to my departure from Zanzibar, and consequently could
communicate no news from Europe, I still felt that for a brief period I
enjoyed civilised life. His _cuisine_ was after the French fashion. He
possessed French beans and olive oil, various potted meats of Paris
brands, _pâtés de foie gras_ and Bologna sausage, sardines and
Marseilles biscuits, white sugar, coffee, cocoa, chocolate, and tea. If
we add to this list the articles that the natives and Mtesa’s bounty
furnished—milk, beef, kid, green and ripe bananas, eggs, sweet-potatoes,
tomatoes, melons, and cassava flour—it will be seen that his cook had
abundance of material wherewith to supply and satisfy our moderate
gastronomic tastes. The pleasure we mutually felt in each other’s
company, and the exceptional good health which blessed us, sharpened our
appetites and improved our digestion. The religious conversations which
I had begun with Mtesa were maintained in the presence of M. Linant de
Bellefonds, who, fortunately for the cause I had in view, was a
Protestant.[13] For when questioned by Mtesa about the facts which I had
uttered, and which had been faithfully transcribed, M. Linant, to
Mtesa’s astonishment, employed nearly the same words, and delivered the
same responses. The remarkable fact that two white men, who had never
met before, one having arrived from the south-east, the other having
emerged from the north, should nevertheless both know the same things,
and respond in the same words, charmed the popular mind without the
burzah as a wonder, and was treasured in Mtesa’s memory as being
miraculous.
The period of my stay with Mtesa drew to a close, and I requested leave
to depart, begging the fulfilment of a promise he had made to me that he
would furnish me with transport sufficient to convey the Expedition by
water from Kagehyi in Usukuma to Uganda. Nothing loth, since one white
man would continue his residence with him till my return, and being
eager to see the gifts I told him were safe at Usukuma, he gave his
permission, and commanded Magassa to collect thirty canoes, and to
accompany me to my camp.
_April 15._—On the 15th of April, then, escorted by Magassa and his
Watongolehs, and also by M. Linant and ten of his Nubian soldiers, we
left Rubaga.
We arrived at Usavara about 10 A.M., and I imagined, foolishly enough,
that Magassa would be ready for the voyage. But the Magassa of the 15th
of April was several grades higher in his own estimation than the
Magassa of the 1st of April. Fifteen days’ life in the Emperor’s favour
and promotion to an admiralship had intoxicated the youth. Magassa could
not be ready for two days.
“Not if I send a messenger back to Mtesa with this information?” I
asked.
“Ah, yes, perhaps to-morrow morning.”
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