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
As I could not see any way to avoid the conflict, I resolved to meet
them on their own island, and by one decisive stroke break this
overweening savage spirit. I should, however, wait the result of my last
message, for it might be that the capture of one of Antari’s sons might
induce them to embrace peaceful proposals.
_August 4._—Accordingly next morning a couple of ammunition boxes were
opened, and twenty rounds distributed to each man who bore a ride or
musket; 230 spearmen and fifty musketeers were detailed for a fighting
party, and eighteen canoes were prepared to convey them to Bumbireh.
I waited until noon, having gazed through a field-glass many times in
the direction of Bumbireh, but nothing was observed approaching Mahyiga.
The force was therefore mustered, and I addressed it to this effect—
“My friends and Wangwana,—We must have the sea clear. Whatever mischief
these people have meditated must be found out by us, and must be
prevented. I am about to go and punish them for the treacherous murder
of our friends. I shall not destroy them, therefore none of you are to
land unless we find their canoes, which we must break up. We must fight
till they or we give in, for it can only be decided in this manner.
While in the fight you will do exactly as I tell you, for I shall be
able to judge whether their fierce spirit is broken, or whether we shall
have to fight on land.”
As the distance between Bumbireh and Mahyiga was about eight miles, we
did not arrive until 2 P.M. before the former island. It was evident
that the savages had expected us, for the heights of the hilly ridge
were crowded with large masses, and every point was manned with
watchmen.
Through my field-glass I observed messengers running fast to a thick
plantain grove which crowned the southernmost hill, and commanded a view
of all approach to a cove that penetrated to its base. It was clear that
the main force of the natives was ready in the shadows of the grove.
Calling the canoes together, I told the chiefs to follow my boat, and to
steer exactly as I did. We made a feint of entering into this cove, but
when near the point, perceiving that we were hidden by the lofty hill
from the observation of those in the grove and of the look-outs, we
swerved to the left, and, clinging to the land, pulled vigorously until
we came to a cape, after rounding which we came in view of a fine and
noble bay to our right.
By this manœuvre the enemy was revealed in all his strength. The savages
were massed behind the plantains as I had suspected, and from their
great numbers proved much too strong to be attacked under cover. All the
eastern and northern sides of the bay were surrounded by lofty hills,
which sloped steeply to within a few feet of the water’s edge, and were
covered with small shingly rocks and thin short grass. The low shelf of
land that lay between the hill base and the water was margined with tall
cane-grass.
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