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
Our intercourse with the king was very friendly, and it was apparent
that we were mutually pleased. The only fault that I, as a stranger,
could find in him was an excessive cunning, which approached to the
sublime. He had evidently cultivated fraud and duplicity as an art, yet
he was suave and wheedling. Could I complain? Never were people so
willing to be victimized. Had we been warned that he would victimize us,
I do not think that we should have refused his friendship.
An invitation was extended to us to make his own village our home. We
were hungry; and no doubt we were approaching cataracts. It would be
welcome knowledge to know what to expect below in that broad defile
filled by the great river; what peoples, countries, tribes, villages,
rivers we should see; if the tribes were amenable to reason in the
unknown country; if white men had ever been heard of; if there were
cataracts below, and if they were passable. We accepted the invitation,
and crossed the river, drums and double bell-gongs sounding the peaceful
advance of our flotilla upon Chumbiri.
We were proud of our reception by the dames of Chumbiri. Loyal and
submissive to their king, they exhibited kindly attentions to the
strangers. We held a grand market, and won the natives’ hearts by our
liberality. Back rations for several days were due to our people, and,
filled with an extravagant delight—even as Frank and I were—they
expended their ration moneys with a recklessness of consequences which
only the novelty of the situation explained. We had arrived at port, and
weather-beaten voyagers are generally free with their moneys upon such
occasions.
The dames at Chumbiri were worth seeing, even to us, who were sated with
the thousand curious things we had met in our long travels. They were
also pretty, of a rich brown colour many of them, large-eyed, and finely
formed, with a graceful curve of shoulder I had not often observed. But
they were slaves of fashion. Six-tenths of the females wore brass
collars 2 inches in diameter; three-tenths had them 2½ inches in
diameter; one-tenth were oppressed with collars 3 inches in diameter;
which completely covered the neck, and nearly reached the shoulder ends.
Fancy the weight of 30 lbs. of brass, soldered permanently round the
neck! Yet these oppressed women were the favourite wives of Chumbiri!
And they rejoiced in their oppression!
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