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
_April 26._—By 8 A.M. of the 26th our exploring-boat and a small canoe
were on the summit of the table-land at a new camp we had formed. As the
feat was performed without ostentation and, it need not be told, without
any unnatural commotion or event—the pigs had not been frightened, the
fowls had not cackled uneasily, goats had not disappeared, women had not
given birth to monsters—the native chiefs were in a state of agreeable
wonder and complimentary admiration of our industry suitable for the
commencement of negotiations, and after an hour’s “talk” and convivial
drinking of palm-wine they agreed, for a gift of forty cloths, to bring
six hundred men to assist us to haul up the monster canoes we possessed,
two or three of which were of heavy teak, over 70 feet in length, and
weighing over three tons. A large number of my men were then detailed to
cut rattan canes as a substitute for ropes, and as many were brittle and
easily broken, this involved frequent delays. Six men under Kachéché
were also despatched overland to a distance of ten miles to explore the
river, and to prepare the natives for our appearance.
_April 28._—By the evening of the 28th all our vessels were safe on the
highest part of the table-land. Having become satisfied that all was
going well in camp, and that Manwa Sera and his men were capable of
superintending it, with the aid of the natives, I resolved to take Frank
and the boat’s crew, women, and children, and goods of the Expedition,
to the frontier of Nzabi, and establish a camp near the river, at a
point where we should again resume our toil in the deep defile through
which the mighty river stormed along its winding course.
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