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
Before many minutes had elapsed, I had manned my boat and five canoes,
and was on my way to Iroba before the intelligence could be spread,
simply with the view to ascertain how far the king of Iroba was involved
in this affair. I found him to be perfectly innocent of all knowledge of
anything that had occurred at Bumbireh since morning. Upon asking him if
any natives of Ihangiro were there, he answered that one of Antari’s
youngest sons was there. We proceeded to the hut, and the young man was
secured and conveyed into the boat, and the king of Iroba was instructed
to convey the intelligence to Bumbireh to the chiefs of Antari’s people,
and to tell them that, if they intended to make peace, they must be
quick, and send me word of it before noon of the next day, as I should
not be able to restrain the Waganda or defer my departure another day.
The arrival of messengers from the post of observation on the summit of
the island announcing that the canoes of the Expedition were seen coming
from the south, distracted the attention of all for a period, and soon
the summit was lined with the figures of the anxious Wangwana, some of
whom had wives and children, besides relatives and friends in the little
fleet that was bearing towards the island with miniature sails set.
By sunset they were answering their safe arrival close to us with cheer
after cheer, and soon had landed amid hearty greetings.
But Manwa Sera, to cap the day’s dismal and tragic record, had to report
the loss of two men, who were drowned by the collapse of one of the
rotten canoes, which added another cause for grief. The riding asses
also were in a pitiable condition, for the poor things, being obliged to
be bound in the small canoes, were terribly chafed even to the quick,
and could scarcely stand. The rest of the force were in good condition,
and no property had been lost or other accident occurred.
That evening, while the sorrowing Wazongora made the camp doleful with
their loud mournful cries for the dead chief, Frank and all the Wangwana
chiefs were summoned to my tent to discuss our future. I only wished to
hear their views, to discover their sentiments, not to disclose my own.
The unanimous opinion of the party was that we were bound to fight. All
I could say on the other side availed nothing to shake the decision they
had arrived at. Then they were dismissed with a promise that I should
impart my resolution in the morning. I also enjoined on Frank to double
the guard over the captives, lest they might be injured during the
night.
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