What Led to the Discovery of the Source of the NileSpeke, John Hanning
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What Led to the Discovery of the Source of the Nile
Speke, John Hanning
Horn of Africa -- Description and travel; Nile River; Tanganyika, Lake
The man I had last endeavoured to kill was evidently the captain of
the gang; he now made me rise, and, holding the other end of the rope
to which my hands were attached, led me round to the rear of the camp,
taking great precaution not to bring me in contact with many men at
once, fearing lest they might take the law into their own hands, and
despatch me against his will and authority. Arrived on the interior or
rear side of the camp, men kept flocking round me, and showed a hasty
anxiety to stab their spears into me; all, doubtless, were anxious for
the honour of drawing the white man's blood, but none, in my captor's
presence, dared do it.
I was now becoming very weak and faint, and almost unable to breathe;
for the fact was, when I was knocked down, it was done with such
violence by a shillelah on the lung breast, my whole frame was stunned
by it, so that I could not feel; but now a swelling had set in, which,
with the tightness of the skin drawn over the chest, by my hands being
tied behind, nearly prevented respiration. I begged my captor to untie
my hands and fasten them in front. He obligingly did so. I then asked
for a little water and something to lie down upon; they were both
supplied. Feeling myself somewhat revived, I began a rambling
conversation with my captor, who sat by my side still holding the
string, when several other men came and joined in the talk. They began
a mocking tirade in their own language, of which I understood but
little and could answer less; when an Aden donkey-boy (judging from
his appearance) came with a jeering, sarcastic sneer, and asked me, in
Hindustani, what business I had in their country, and where I had
intended going, adding, were I a good Mohammedan like themselves, they
would not touch me, but being a Christian I should be killed. This
ridiculous farce excited my risible faculties, and provoked a laugh,
when I replied, Our intentions were simply travelling; we wished to
see the country of Ugahden, and pass on to Zanzibar. I was a
Christian, and invited them, if it must be so, to despatch their work
at once. On the donkey-boy's communicating this to the bystanders,
they all broke into a rude boisterous laugh, spun upon their heels,
and went off to open out the property. Nothing as yet had been taken
away. Several wounded men were now brought and placed in a line before
me; they groaned, and rolled, and stretched their limbs, as though
they were in agonies of pain, and incessantly called for water, which
was readily supplied them. In the rear I heard the sound of murmuring
voices, the breaking of boxes, and ripping of bales of cloth, as
though a band of robbers were stealthily dividing their
unlawfully-gotten spoils in silence and fear of detection.
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