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
The boat and her consort are ready on the 11th of June, 1876. The boat’s
crew have been most carefully selected. They are all young, agile,
faithful creatures. Their names and ages are as follows: Uledi, the
coxswain, 25 years; Saywa, his cousin, 17; Shumari, his brother, 18;
Murabo, 20; Mpwapwa, 22; Marzouk, 23; Akida, 20; Mambu, 20; Wadi Baraka,
24; Zaidi Rufiji, 27; Matiko, 19. Two supernumeraries are the boy gun-
bearers, Billali and Mabruki, 17 and 15 years respectively. After
eighteen months’ experience with them it has been decided by all that
these are the elect of the Expedition for boat-work, though they are by
no means the champions of the march. But as they have only light loads,
there has never been reason to complain of them.
There is much handshaking, many cries of “Take care of yourselves,” and
then both boat and canoe hoist sail, turning their heads along the coast
to the south.
Kasimbu, two miles from Ugoy to Ujiji, sends forth her Arab and slave
inhabitants to cry out their farewells, and half an hour afterwards we
are at the mouth of the Liuché river.
The reason why Arabs, Wajiji, and Wangwana have been more than usually
demonstrative is that they will not believe that such a frail structure
as our boat will be able to endure the heavy waves of the Tanganika.
They declared we should all be drowned, but our Wangwana have ridiculed
their fears, and quoted her brilliant exploit round a lake twice the
size of the Tanganika, and so at last they had come to be satisfied with
a dismal “Well, you shall see!”
_June 12._—During nearly the whole of the next day our voyage to the
south is along the forest-clad slopes of Ulambola and the tawny plains
of Ukaranga, until we arrive at the mouth of the Malagarazi River. At 3
p.m. we rowed up river, which at the mouth is about 600 yards wide, and
sends a turbid brown stream into the lake. When a continuous south-west
wind blows, its waters are known to tinge the lake with its colour as
far as Ujiji. The river soon narrows to 200 yards, and about five miles
up to 150 yards. I sounded twice, and obtained over 50 feet each time.
The southern bank is very mountainous, but on the opposite side
stretches a plain until the detached ranges of Ukaranga become massed,
about five miles from the lake, and, running easterly, form the northern
bank of the river.
_June 13._—On the 13th our voyage was along the bold mountain spurs of
Kawendi, forming a steep, rock-bound coast, indented at frequent
intervals with calm, pool-like bays, and their heights clothed with
solemn woods.
At noon we were off Kabogo’s lofty headland, and remembering that Dr.
Livingstone had said that he could find no bottom at 300 fathoms, I
sounded a mile off shore, and found 109 fathoms. At two miles off I
found no depth with 140 fathoms. I then fastened sixty fathoms more, but
at 1200 feet obtained no bottom.
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