Through the Dark Continent, Vol. 2 (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. 2 (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
North of Asama the river widened to the stately breadth of 2000 yards.
On the right were the Wané-Mpungu and the Wané-Kipanga tribes, but I was
told by one of the Asama islanders that they were inland people of
Uregga. I have been struck with the similarity of some of these names
with those given me by Rumanika of Karagwé. For instance, one of the
native names—Mikonju—of the Leopold River. Might not the man who gave us
the information have intended it for a tribe called Wakonju—people of
Ukonju—who, according to Rumanika, were cannibals, and occupied a
country west of Muta-Nzigé? The “Wané-Mpungu” has a remarkable
resemblance to the Mpundu, described by the same authority.
In about south latitude 14′ we discovered a small river 40 yards wide at
the mouth entering the Livingstone from the left bank, nearly opposite
Kyya Kamba Island.
In the afternoon we passed several old settlements, which were probably
abandoned because of the Wakumu, who are the great dread of this section
on both banks. One of these old settlements is called Kyyo Kaba. Just
below on the right bank, opposite Kanjebé Islands, is Aruko country, a
district of Uregga, and on the left is Wandeiwa, separated from Kyyo
Kaba by a small sluggish creek 20 yards wide.
We camped on the night of the 19th on the right bank in what we believed
to be a market-place. The green was inviting, the trees were
patriarchal, the forest at the hour approaching sunset was lonely, and
we flattered ourselves that before the next sun was sufficiently high to
cause the natives to appear at the market-place, we should have
departed. I also flattered myself that I was tolerably well acquainted
with the arts of savages, but my astonishment was very great to find
myself but a novice after all, for in the morning one of my people came
to inform me, with a grave face, that we were netted!
“Netted,” I said. “What do you mean?”
“True, master; there is a tall high net round the camp from above to
below, and the net is made of cord.”
“Ah, if there is a net, there must be men behind waiting to spear the
game.”
I called Manwa Sera, and gave him thirty men, ordering him to pull up
river half a mile or so, and after penetrating into the woods behind our
camp, to lie in wait near some path which led to the market-place on
which we were encamped. After waiting an hour to give the men time, we
blew a loud blast on the horn as a signal, and sent four men with
shields to cut the net, while ten men with guns, and thirty men with
spears, stood by ready to observe what happened. While the net was being
cut, four or five heavy spears came hurtling from the bushes. We fired
at random into the bushes, and made a rush forward, and saw several
forms run swiftly away from the vicinity of the camp. Soon I heard a few
of my men utter sharp screams, and saw them hop away, with blood
streaming from their feet, while they cried, “Keep away from the path”;
“Get away from the road.”
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