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
Gradually the shores contracted, until at 3 P.M. the right bank
deflected to a south-east course, and finally shot out a long rocky
point, which to us, accustomed to an enormous breadth of river, appeared
as though it were the commencement of a cataract. We approached it with
the utmost caution, but on arriving near it we discovered that the
mirage had exaggerated its length and height, for between it and the
left bank were at least 2500 yards of deep water.
The time had now come when we could no longer sneak amongst reedy
islets, or wander in secret amongst wildernesses of water; we must once
more confront man. The native, as we had ascertained opposite Bolobo,
was not the destructive infuriate of Irebu or Mompurengi, or the frantic
brute of Mangala and Marunja. He appeared to be toning down into the
MAN, and to understand that others of his species inhabited this globe.
At least, we hoped so. We wished to test the accuracy of this belief,
and now eagerly searched for opportunities to exchange greetings, and to
claim kindred with him. As we had industriously collected a copious
vocabulary of African languages, we felt a certain confidence that we
had been sufficiently initiated into the science of aboriginal language
to be able to begin practising it.
Behind the rocky point were three natives fishing for minnows with hand-
nets. We lay-to on our oars and accosted them. They replied to us
clearly and calmly. There was none of that fierce fluster and bluster
and wild excitement that we had come to recognize as the preliminary
symptoms of a conflict. The word _ndu_—brother—was more frequent. To our
overtures of friendship there was a visible inclination of assent; there
was a manifest desire to accept our conciliatory sentiments; for we
received conciliatory responses. Who could doubt a pacific conclusion to
the negotiations? Our tact and diplomacy had been educated in a rough
school of adversity. Once the attention of the natives had been
arrested, and their confidence obtained, we had never failed to come to
a friendly understanding.
They showed us a camping-place at the base of the brown grassy upland,
in the midst of a thin grove of trees. They readily subscribed to all
the requirements of friendship, blood-brotherhood, and an exchange of a
few small gifts. Two of them then crossed the river to Chumbiri, whose
green wooded slopes and fields, and villages and landing-place, were
visible, to tell the king of Chumbiri that peaceable strangers desired
friendship with him. They appeared to have described us to him as most
engaging people, and to have obtained his cordial co-operation and
sympathy in a very short time, for soon three canoes appeared conveying
about forty men, under three of his sons, who bore to us the royal
spear, and several royal gifts, such as palm-wine, a goat, bananas, and
a chicken to us, and a hearty welcome from the old king, their father,
with the addition of a promise that he would call himself the next day.
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