CHAPTER XIII.

Cataracts of the Kalongosi. Passage of the river disputed.

Leeches and method of detaching them. Syde bin Habib's slaves

escape. Enormous collection of tusks. III. Theory of the Nile

sources. Tribute to Miss Tinné. Notes on climate. Separation of

Lake Nyassa from the Nile system. Observations on Victoria

Nyanza. Slaves dying. Repentant deserters. Mohamad Bogharib.

Enraged Imbozhwa. An attack. Narrow escape. Renewed attack. A

parley. Help arrives. Bin Juma. March from the Imbozhwa country.

Slaves escape. Burial of Syde bin Habib's brother. Singular

custom. An elephant killed. Native game-laws. Rumour of Baker's

Expedition. Christmas dinners.

_11th October, 1868._--From Kizinga north the country is all covered

with forest, and thrown up into ridges of hardened sandstone, capped

occasionally with fine-grained clay schist. Trees often appear of

large size and of a species closely resembling the gum-copal tree; on

the heights masukos and rhododendrons are found, and when exposed they

are bent away from the south-east. Animals, as buffaloes and

elephants, are plentiful, but wild. Rivulets numerous, and running now

as briskly as brooks do after much rain in England. All on the

south-western side of Kalongosi are subjects of Casembe, that is

Balunda, or Imbozhwa.

It was gratifying to see the Banyamwezi carrying their sick in cots

slung between two men: in the course of time they tired of this, and

one man, who was carried several days, remained with Chuma. We crossed

the Luongo far above where we first became acquainted with it, and

near its source in Urungu or Usungu Hills, then the Lobubu, a goodly

stream thirty yards broad and rapid with fine falls above our ford,

which goes into Kalongosi.

_6th October, 1868._--Cross the Papusi, and a mile beyond the Luéna of

forty yards and knee deep; here we were met by about 400 of Kabanda's

men, as if they were come to dispute our passage at the ford: I went

over; all were civil; but had we shown any weakness they would no

doubt have taken advantage of it.

_7th October, 1868._--We came to the Kalongosi, flowing over five

cataracts made by five islets in a place called Kabwérumé. Near the

Mebamba a goodly rivulet joins it.

_12th October, 1868._--We came to the Kalongosi at the ford named

Mosolo: by pacing I found it to be 240 yards broad, and thigh deep at

the end of the dry season, it ran so strongly that it was with

difficulty I could keep my feet. Here 500 at least of Nsama's people

stood on the opposite shore to know what we wanted. Two fathoms of

calico were sent over, and then I and thirty guns went over to protect

the people in the ford: as we approached they retired. I went to them,

and told them that I had been to Nsama's, and he gave me a goat and

food, and we were good friends: some had seen me there, and they now

crowded to look till the Arabs thought it unsafe for me to be among

them: if I had come with bared skin they would have fled. All became

friendly: an elephant was killed, and we remained two days buying

food. We passed down between the ranges of hills on the east of Moero,

the path we followed when we first visited Casembe.

_20th and 21st October, 1868._--From the Luao I went over to the chief

village of Muabo, and begged him to show me the excavations in his

country: he declined, by saying that I came from a crowd of people,

and must go to Kabwabwata, and wait awhile there, meanwhile he would

think what he should do, whether to refuse or invite me to come. He

evidently does not wish me to see his strongholds. All his people

could go into them, though over ten thousand: they are all abundantly

supplied with water, and they form the storehouses for grain.

_22nd October, 1868._--We came to Kabwabwata, and I hope I may find a

way to other underground houses. It is probable that they are not the

workmanship of the ancestors of the present occupants, for they

ascribe their formation invariably to the Deity, Mulungu or Réza: if

their forefathers had made them, some tradition would have existed of

them.

_23rd October, 1868._--Syde bin Habib came over from Mpwéto's; he

reports Lualaba and Lufira flowing into the Lake of Kinkonza.

Lungabalé is paramount chief of Rua.

Mparahala horns measured three feet long and three inches in diameter

at the base: this is the yellow kualata of Makololo, bastard gemsbuck

of the Dutch.

_27th, 29th, and 30th October, 1868._--Salem bin Habib was killed by

the people in Rua: he had put up a tent and they attacked it in the

night, and stabbed him through it. Syde bin Habib waged a war of

vengeance all through Rua after this for the murder of his brother:

Sef's raid may have led the people to the murder.

_29th October, 1868._--In coming north in September and October, the

last months of the dry season, I crossed many burns flowing quite in

the manner of our brooks at home, after a great deal of rain; here,

however, the water was clear, and the banks not abraded in the least.

Some rivulets had a tinge of white in them, as if of felspar in

disintegrating granite; some nearly stagnant burns had as if milk and

water in them, and some red oxide of iron.

Where leeches occur they need no coaxing to bite, but fly at the white

skin like furies, and refuse to let go: with the fingers benumbed,

though the water is only 60°, one may twist them round the finger and

tug, but they slip through. I saw the natives detaching them with a

smart slap of the palm, and found it quite effectual.

Swifts, Senegal swallows, and common dark-bellied swallows appeared at

Kizinga in the beginning of October: other birds, as drongo shrikes, a

bird with a reddish bill, but otherwise like a grey linnet, keep in

flocks yet. _(5th December.)_ They pair now. The kite came sooner than

the swallows; I saw the first at Bangweolo on the 20th July, 1868.

_1st November, 1868._--At Kabwabwata; we are waiting till Syde comes

up that we may help him. He has an enormous number of tusks and bars

of copper, sufficient it seems for all his people to take forward,

going and returning three times over. He has large canoes on the Lake,

and will help us in return.

_2nd November, 1868._--News came yesterday from Mpwéto's that

twenty-one slaves had run away from Syde bin Habib at one time: they

were Rua people, and out of the chains, as they were considered safe

when fairly over the Lualaba, but they showed their love of liberty on

the first opportunity. Mpwéto is suspected to have harboured them, or

helped them over the river; this will probably lead to Syde attacking

him, as he has done to so many chiefs in Rua. In this case Mpwéto will

have no sympathy; he is so wanting in the spirit of friendliness to

others.

_3rd November, 1868._--Sent off men to hasten Syde onwards. We start

in two or three days.

The oldest map known to be in existence is the map of the Ethiopian

Goldmines, dating from the time of Sethos I., the father of Rameses

II., long enough before the time of the bronze tablet of Aristagoras,

on which was inscribed the circuit of the whole earth, and all the sea

and all rivers. (Tylor, p. 90, quoted from Birch's _Archaeologia_,

vol. xxxiv. p. 382.) Sesostris was the first to distribute his maps.

_8th November, 1868._--Syde bin Habib is said to have amassed 150

frasilahs of ivory = 5250 lbs., and 300 frasilahs of copper = 10,500

lbs. With one hundred carriers he requires to make four relays, or

otherwise make the journey four times over at every stage. Twenty-one

of his slaves ran away in one night, and only four were caught again:

they were not all bought, nor was the copper and ivory come at by fair

means; the murder of his brother was a good excuse for plunder,

murder, and capture. Mpwéto is suspected of harbouring them as living

on the banks of the Lualaba, for they could not get over without

assistance from his canoes and people. Mpwéto said, "Remove from me,

and we shall see if they come this way." They are not willing to

deliver fugitives up. Syde sen£ for Elmas, the only thing of the

Mullam or clerical order here, probably to ask if the Koran authorizes

him to attack Mpwéto. Mullam will reply, "Yes, certainly. If Mpwéto

won't restore your slaves, take what you can by force." Syde's

bloodshed is now pretty large, and he is becoming afraid for his own

life; if he ceases not, he will himself be caught some day.

Ill of fever two days. Better and thankful.

[Whilst waiting to start for Ujiji, Livingstone was intently occupied

on the great problem of the Nile and the important part he had taken

so recently in solving it: he writes at this date as follows:--]

The discovery of the sources of the Nile is somewhat akin in

importance to the discovery of the North-West Passage, which

called forth, though in a minor degree, the energy, the

perseverance, and the pluck of Englishmen, and anything that does

that is beneficial to the nation and to its posterity. The

discovery of the sources of the Nile possesses, moreover, an

element of interest which the North-West Passage never had. The

great men of antiquity have recorded their ardent desires to know

the fountains of what Homer called "_Egypt's heaven-descended

spring._" Sesostris, the first who in camp with his army made and

distributed maps, not to Egyptians only, but to the Scythians,

naturally wished to know the springs, says Eustathius, of the

river on whose banks he flourished. Alexander the Great, who

founded a celebrated city at this river's-mouth, looked up the

stream with the same desire, and so did the Caesars. The great

Julius Caesar is made by Lucan to say that he would give up the

civil war if he might but see the fountains of this far-famed

river. Nero Caesar sent two centurions to examine the "_Caput

Nili_." They reported that they saw the river rushing with great

force from two rocks, and beyond that it was lost in immense

marshes. This was probably "native information," concerning the

cataracts of the Nile and a long space above them, which had

already been enlarged by others into two hills with sharp conical

tops called Crophi and Mophi--midway between which lay the

fountains of the Nile--fountains which it was impossible to

fathom, and which gave forth half their water to Ethiopia in the

south, and the other half to Egypt in the north: that which these

men failed to find, and that which many great minds in ancient

times longed to know, has in this late age been brought to light

by the patient toil and laborious perseverance of Englishmen.[66]

In laying a contribution to this discovery at the feet of his

countrymen, the writer desires to give all the honour to his

predecessors which they deserve. The work of Speke and Grant is

deserving of the highest commendation, inasmuch as they opened up

an immense tract of previously unexplored country, in the firm

belief they were bringing to light the head of the Nile. No one

can appreciate the difficulties of their feat unless he has gone

into new country. In association with Captain Burton, Speke came

much nearer to the "coy fountains," than at the Victoria Nyanza,

but they all turned their backs on them. Mr. Baker showed courage

and perseverance worthy of an Englishman in following out the

hints given by Speke and Grant. But none rises higher in my

estimation than the Dutch lady Miss Tinné, who, after the

severest domestic afflictions, nobly persevered in the teeth of

every difficulty, and only turned away from the object of her

expedition, after being assured by Speke and Grant that they had

already discovered in Victoria Nyanza the sources she sought. Had

they not given their own mistaken views, the wise foresight by

which she provided a steamer, would inevitably have led her to

pull up, and by canoes to reach Lake Bangweolo's sources full

five hundred miles south of the most southerly part of Victoria

Nyanza. She evidently possesses some of the indomitable pluck of

Van Tromp, whose tomb every Englishman who goes to Holland must

see.[67] Her doctor was made a baron--were she not a Dutch lady

already we think she ought to be made a duchess.

By way of contrast with what, if I live through it, I shall have

to give, I may note some of the most prominent ideas entertained

of this world-renowned river. Ptolemy, a geographer who lived in

the second century, and was not a king of Egypt, with the most

ancient maps made the Nile rise from the "Montes Lunae," between

ten and twelve south lat., by six several streams which flowed

north into two Lakes, situated east and west of each other.

These streams flowed about west of his river Rhapta, or Raptus,

which is probably our Rovuma or Louma. This was very near the

truth, but the Mountains of the Moon cannot be identified with

the Lokinga, or mountains of Bisa, from which many of the springs

do actually arise. Unless, indeed, we are nearer to the great

alterations in climate which have taken place, as we are supposed

to be nearer the epoch of the mammoth, aurochs, and others. Snow

never lay in these latitudes, on altitudes of 6000 feet above the

sea.

Some of the ancients supposed the river to have its source in the

ocean. This was like the answer we received long ago from the

natives on the Liambai or Upper Zambesi when inquiring for its

source. "It rises in Leoatlé, the white man's sea, or Métséhula."

The second name means the "_grazing water_," from the idea of the

tides coming in to graze; as to the freshness of the Liambai

waters, they could offer no explanation.

Some again thought that the Nile rose in Western Africa, and

after flowing eastwards across the Continent, turned northwards

to Egypt; others still thought that it rose in India! and others

again, from vague reports collected from their slaves, made it

and several other rivers rise but of a great inland sea.

_Achélunda_ was said to be the name of this Lake, and in the

language of Angola, it meant the "sea." It means only "_of_" or

"_belonging to Lunda_," a country. It might have been a sea that

was spoken of on a whole, or anything. "_Nyassi, or the sea_,"

was another name and another blunder. "Nyassi" means long grass,

and nothing else. Nyanza contracted into Nyassa, means lake,

marsh, any piece of water, or even the dry bed of a lake. The _N_

and _y_ are joined in the mouth, and never pronounced separately.

The "Naianza"!--it would be nearer the mark to say the Nancy!

Of all theoretical discoverers, the man who ran in 200 miles of

Lake and placed them on a height of some 4000 feet at the

north-west end of Lake Nyassa, deserves the highest place. Dr.

Beke, in his guess, came nearer the sources than most others, but

after all he pointed out where they would not be found. Old Nile

played the theorists a pretty prank by having his springs 500

miles south of them all! I call mine a contribution, because it

is just a hundred years (1769) since Bruce, a greater traveller

than any of us, visited Abyssinia, and having discovered the

sources of the Blue Nile, he thought that he had then solved the

ancient problem. Am I to be cut out by some one discovering

southern fountains of the river of Egypt, of which I have now no

conception?

David Livingstone.

[The tiresome procrastination of Mohamad and his horde was not

altogether an unmixed evil. With so many new discoveries in hand

Livingstone had an opportunity for working out several problems, and

instituting comparisons between the phenomena of Inner Africa and the

well-marked changes which go on in other parts of the world. We find

him at this time summing them up as follows:--]

The subject of change of climate from alteration of level has not

received the investigation it deserves. Mr. Darwin saw reason to

believe that very great alterations of altitude, and of course of

climate, had taken place in South America and the islands of the

Pacific; the level of a country above the sea I believe he thought to

be as variable as the winds. A very great alteration of altitude has

also taken place in Africa; this is apparent on the sea-coast of

Angola, and all through the centre of the country, where large rivers

which once flowed southwards and westwards are no longer able to run

in these directions: the general desiccation of the country, as seen

in the beds of large rivers and of enormous lakes, tells the same

tale. Portions of the east coast have sunk, others have risen, even in

the Historic Period. The upper or northern end of the Red Sea has

risen, so that the place of the passage of the children of Israel is

now between forty and fifty miles from Suez, the modern head of the

Gulf. This upheaval, and not the sand from the desert, caused the

disuse of the ancient canal across the Isthmus: it took place since

the Mohamadan conquest of Egypt. The women of the Jewish captivities

were carried past the end of the Red Sea and along the Mediterranean

in ox-waggons, where such cattle would now all perish for want of

water and pasture; in fact, the route to Assyria would have proved

more fatal to captives then than the middle passage has been to

Africans since. It may be true that, _as the desert is now_, it could

not have been traversed by the multitude under Moses--the German

strictures put forth by Dr. Colenso, under the plea of the progress of

science, assume that no alteration has taken place in either desert or

climate--but a scientific examination of the subject would have

ascertained what the country was then when it afforded pasture to

"flocks and herds, and even very much cattle." We know that Eziongeber

was, with its docks, on the seashore, with water in abundance for the

ship-carpenters: it is now far from the head of the Elaic Gulf in a

parched desert. Aden, when visited by the Portuguese Balthazar less

than 300 years ago, was a perfect garden; but it is now a vast

conglomeration of black volcanic rocks, with so little vegetation,

that, on seeing flocks of goats driven out, I thought of the Irish

cabman at an ascent slamming the door of his cab and whispering to his

fare, "Whish, it's to desave the baste: he thinks that you are out

walking." Gigantic tanks in great numbers and the ruins of aqueducts

appear as relics of the past, where no rain now falls for three or

more years at a time. They have all dried up by a change of climate,

possibly similar and cotemporaneous with that which has dried up the

Dead Sea.

The journey of Ezra was undertaken after a fast at the River Ahava.

With nearly 50,000 people he had only about 8000 beasts of burden. He

was ashamed to ask a band of soldiers and horsemen for protection in

the way. It took about four months to reach Jerusalem; this would give

five and a half or six miles a day, as the crow flies, which is equal

to twelve or fifteen miles of surface travelled over; this bespeaks a

country capable of yielding both provisions and water, such as cannot

now be found. Ezra would not have been ashamed to ask for camels to

carry provisions and water had the country been as dry as it is now.

The prophets, in telling all the woes and miseries of the captivities,

never allude to suffering or perishing by thirst in the way, or being

left to rot in the route as African slaves are now in a well-watered

country. Had the route to Assyria been then as it is now, they could

scarcely have avoided referring to the thirst of the way; but

everything else is mentioned except that.

Respecting this system of Lakes in the centre of Africa, it will

possibly occur to some that Lake Nyassa may give a portion of its

water off from its northern end to the Nile, but this would imply a

Lake giving off a river at both ends; the country, too, on the

north-north-west and north-east rises to from 4000 to 6000 feet above

the sea, and there is not the smallest indication that Nyassa and

Tanganyika were ever connected. Lake Liemba is the most southerly part

of Tanganyika; its latitude is 8° 46' south; the most northerly point

of Lake Nyassa is probably 10° 56'-8° 46' = 2° 10'. Longitude of

Liemba 34° 57'-31° 57' = 3° 00' = 180' of longitude. Of latitude 130'

+ 180' = 310', two-thirds of which is about 206', the distance between

two Lakes; and no evidence of fissure, rent, or channel now appears on

the highland between.

Again, Liemba is 3000 feet above the sea. The altitude of Nyassa is

1200/x800 feet. Tanganyika would thus go to Nyassa--down the Shiré

into the Zambesi and the sea, if a passage existed even below ground.

The large Lake, said to exist to the north-west of Tanganyika might,

however, send a branch to the Nile; but the land rises up into a high

ridge east of this Lake.

It is somewhat remarkable that the impression which intelligent

Suaheli, who have gone into Karagwé, have received is, that the

Kitangulé flows from Tanganyika into Lake Ukerewé. One of Syde bin

Omar's people put it to me very forcibly the other day by saying,

"Kitangulé is an arm of Tanganyika!" He had not followed it out; but

that Dagara, the father of Rumanyika, should have in his lifetime

seriously proposed to deepen the upper part of it, so as to allow

canoes to pass from his place to Ujiji, is very strong evidence of the

river being large on the Tanganyika side. We know it to be of good

size, and requiring canoes on the Ukerewé side. Burton came to the

very silly conclusion that when a native said a river ran one way, he

meant that it flowed in the opposite direction. Ujiji, in Rumanyika's

time, was the only mart for merchandise in the country. Garaganza or

Galaganza has most trade and influence now. (_14th Sept., 1868._)

Okara is the name by which Victoria Nyanza is known on the eastern

side, and an arm of it, called Kavirondo, is about forty miles broad.

Lake Baringo is a distinct body of water, some fifty miles broad, and

giving off a river called Ngardabash, which flows eastwards into the

Somauli country. Lake Naibash is more to the east than Kavirondo, and

about fifty miles broad too: it gives off the River Kidété, which is

supposed to flow into Lufu. It is south-east of Kavirondo; and

Kilimanjaro can be seen from its shores; in the south-east Okara,

Naibash and Baringo seem to have been run by Speke into one Lake.

Okara, in the south, is full of large islands, and has but little

water between them; that little is encumbered with aquatic vegetation

called "Tikatika," on which, as in lakelet Gumadona, a man can walk.

Waterlilies and duckweed are not the chief part of this floating mass.

In the north Okara is large. Burukineggé land is the boundary between

the people of Kavirondo and the Gallahs with camels and horses.

_9th November, 1868._--Copied several Notes written at Kizinga and

elsewhere, and at Kabwabwata resume Journal. Some slight showers have

cooled the air a little: this is the hottest time of the year.

_10th November, 1868._--A heavier shower this morning will have more

of the same effect.

_11th November, 1868._--Muabo visited this village, but refuses to

show his underground houses.

_13th November, 1868._--I was on the point of starting without Mohamad

Bogharib, but he begged me not to go till he had settled some weighty

matter about a wife he is to get at Ujiji from Mpamari; we must have

the new moon, which will appear in three days, for lucky starting, and

will leave Syde bin Habib at Chisabi's. Meanwhile two women slaves ran

away, and Syde has got only five back of his twenty-one fugitives.

Mullam was mild with his decisions, and returned here; he informed me

that many of Syde's slaves, about forty, fled. Of those who cannot

escape many die, evidently broken-hearted; they are captives, and not,

as slaves often are, criminals sold for their guilt, hence the great

mortality caused by being taken to the sea to be, as they believe,

fatted and eaten. Poor things! Heaven help them!

Ujiji is the pronunciation of the Banyamwezi; and they call the people

Wayeiyé, exactly as the same people styled themselves on the River

Zougha, near Ngami.

[It will be remembered that several of his men refused to go to Lake

Bangweolo with him: they seem now to have thought better of it, and on

his return are anxious to come back to their old master who, for his

part, is evidently willing to overlook a good deal.]

I have taken all the runaways back again; after trying the independent

life they will behave better. Much of their ill conduct may be

ascribed to seeing that after the flight of the Johanna men I was

entirely dependent on them: more enlightened people often take

advantage of men in similar circumstances; though I have seen pure

Africans come out generously to aid one abandoned to their care. I

have faults myself.

_15th November, 1868._--The Arabs have some tradition of the Emir Musa

coming as far south as the Jagga country. Some say he lived N.E. of

Sunna, now Mtéza; but it is so mixed up with fable and tales of the

Genii (Mageni), that it cannot refer to the great Moses, concerning

whose residence at Meröe and marriage of the king of Ethiopia's

daughter there is also some vague tradition further north: the only

thing of interest to me is the city of Meröe, which is lost, and may,

if built by ancient Egyptians, still be found.

The Africans all beckon with the hand, to call a person, in a

different way from what Europeans do. The hand is held, as surgeons

say, _prone_, or palm down, while we beckon with the hand held

_supine_, or palm up: it is quite natural in them, for the idea in

their mind is to lay the hand on the person and draw him towards them.

If the person wished for is near, say forty yards off, the beckoner

puts out his right hand on a level with his breast, and makes the

motion of catching the other by shutting the fingers and drawing him

to himself: if the person is further off, this motion is exaggerated

by lifting up the right hand as high as he can; he brings it down with

a sweep towards the ground, the hand being still held prone as before.

In nodding assent they differ from us by lifting up the chin instead

of bringing it down as we do. This lifting up the chin looks natural

after a short usage therewith, and is perhaps purely conventional, not

natural, as the other seems to be.

_16th November, 1868._--I am tired out by waiting after finishing the

Journal, and will go off to-morrow north. Simon killed a zebra after I

had taken the above resolution, and this supply of meat makes delay

bearable, for besides flesh, of which I had none, we can buy all kinds

of grain and pulse for the next few days. The women of the adjacent

villages crowd into this as soon as they hear of an animal killed, and

sell all the produce of their plantations for meat.

_17th November, 1868._--It is said that on the road to the Great Salt

Lake in America the bones and skulls of animals lie scattered

everywhere, yet travellers are often put to great straits for fuel:

this, if true, is remarkable among a people so apt in turning

everything to account as the Americans. When we first steamed up the

River Shiré our fuel ran out in the elephant marsh, where no trees

exist, and none could be reached without passing through many miles on

either side of impassable swamp, covered with reeds, and intersected

everywhere with deep branches of the river. Coming to a spot where an

elephant had been slaughtered, I at once took the bones on board, and

these, with the bones of a second elephant, enabled us to steam

briskly up to where wood abounded. The Scythians, according to

Herodotus, used the bones[68] of the animal sacrificed to boil the

flesh, the Guachos of South America do the same when they have no

fuel: the ox thus boils himself.

_18th November, 1868._--A pretty little woman ran away from her

husband, and came to "Mpamari." Her husband brought three hoes, a

checked cloth, and two strings of large neck beads to redeem her; but

this old fellow wants her for himself, and by native law he can keep

her as his slave-wife. Slave-owners make a bad neighbourhood, for the

slaves, are always running away and the headmen are expected to

restore the fugitives for a bit of cloth. An old woman of Mpmari fled

three times; she was caught yesterday, and tied to a post for the

young slaves to plague her. Her daughter burst into an agony of tears

on seeing them tying her mother, and Mpamari ordered her to be tied to

the mother's back for crying; I interceded for her, and she was let

go. He said, "You don't care, though Sayed Majid loses his money." I

replied, "Let the old woman go, she will be off again to-morrow." But

they cannot bear to let a slave have freedom. I don't understand what

effect his long prayers and prostrations towards the "Kibla" have on

his own mind, they cannot affect the minds of his slaves favourably,

nor do they mine, though I am as charitable as most people.

_19th November, 1868._--I prepared to start to-day, but Mohamad

Bogharib has been very kind, and indeed cooked meals for me from my

arrival at Casembe's, 6th May last, till we came here, 22nd October;

the food was coarse enough, but still it was food; and I did not like

to refuse his genuine hospitality. He now begged of me not to go for

three days, and then he would come along with me! Mpamari also

entreated. I would not have minded him, but they have influence with

the canoe-men on Tanganyika, and it is well not to get a bad name if

possible.

_20th November, 1868._--Mohamad Bogharib purposed to attack two

villages near to this, from an idea that the people there concealed

his runaway slaves; by remaining I think that I have put a stop to

this, as he did not like to pillage while I was in company: Mpamari

also turned round towards peace, though he called all the riff-raff to

muster, and caracoled among them like an old broken-winded horse. One

man became so excited with yelling, that the others had to disarm

him, and he then fell down as if in a fit; water poured on his head

brought him to calmness. We go on the 22nd.

_22nd November, 1868._--This evening the Imbozhwa, or Babemba, came at

dusk, and killed a Wanyamwezi woman on one side of the village, and a

woman and child on the other side of it. I took this to be the result

of the warlike demonstration mentioned above; but one of Mohamad

Bogharib's people, named Bin Juma, had gone to a village on the north

of this and seized two women and two girls, in lieu of four slaves who

had run away. The headman, resenting this, shot an arrow into one of

Bin Junta's party, and Bin Juma shot a woman with his gun.

This, it turned out, had roused the whole country, and next morning we

were assailed by a crowd of Imbozhwa on three sides: we had no

stockade, but the men built one as fast as the enemy allowed, cutting

down trees and carrying them to the line of defence, while others kept

the assailants at bay with their guns. Had it not been for the crowd

of Banyamwezi which we have, who shot vigorously with their arrows,

and occasionally chased the Imbozhwa, we should have been routed. I

did not go near the fighting, but remained in my house to defend my

luggage if necessary. The women went up and down the village with

sieves, as if winnowing, and singing songs, and lullilooing, to

encourage their husbands and friends who were fighting, each had a

branch of the Ficus indica in her hand, which she waved, I suppose as

a charm. About ten of the Imbozhwa are said to have been killed, but

dead and wounded were at once carried off by their countrymen. They

continued the assault from early dawn till 1 P.M., and showed great

bravery, but they wounded only two with their arrows. Their care to

secure the wounded was admirable: two or three at once seized the

fallen man, and ran off with him, though pursued by a great crowd of

Banyamwezi with spears, and fired at by the Suaheli--Victoria-cross

fellows truly many of them were! Those who had a bunch of animals'

tails, with medicine, tied to their waists, came sidling and ambling

up to near the unfinished stockade, and shot their arrows high up into

the air, to fall among the Wanyamwezi, then picked up any arrows on

the field, ran back, and returned again. They thought that by the

ambling gait they avoided the balls, and when these whistled past them

they put down their heads, as if to allow them to pass over; they had

never encountered guns before. We did not then know it, but Muabo,

Phuta, Ngurué, Sandaruko, and Chapi, were the assailants, for we found

it out by the losses each of these five chiefs sustained.

It was quite evident to me that the Suaheli Arabs were quite taken

aback by the attitude of the natives; they expected them to flee as

soon as they heard a gun fired in anger, but instead of this we were

very nearly being cut off, and should have been but for our Banyamwezi

allies. It is fortunate that the attacking party had no success in

trying to get Mpwéto and Karembwé to join them against us, or it would

have been more serious still.

_24th November, 1868._--The Imbozhwa, or Babemba rather, came early

this morning, and called on Mohamad to come out of his stockade if he

were a man who could fight, but the fence is now finished, and no one

seems willing to obey the taunting call: I have nothing to do with it,

but feel thankful that I was detained, and did not, with my few

attendants, fall into the hands of the justly infuriated Babemba. They

kept up the attack to-day, and some went out to them, fighting till

noon: when a man was killed and not carried off, the Wanyamwezi

brought his head and put it on a pole on the stockade--six heads were

thus placed. A fine young man was caught and brought in by the

Wanyamwezi, one stabbed him behind, another cut his forehead with an

axe, I called in vain to them not to kill him. As a last appeal, he

said to the crowd that surrounded him, "Don't kill me, and I shall

take you to where the women are." "You lie," said his enemies; "you

intend to take us where we may be shot by your friends;" and they

killed him. It was horrible: I protested loudly against any repetition

of this wickedness, and the more sensible agreed that prisoners ought

not to be killed, but the Banyamwezi are incensed against the Babemba

because of the women killed on the 22nd.

_25th November, 1868._--The Babemba kept off on the third day, and the

Arabs are thinking it will be a good thing if we get out of the

country unscathed. Men were sent off on the night of the 23rd to Syde

bin Habib for powder and help. Mohamad Bogharib is now unwilling to

take the onus of the war: he blames Mpamari, and Mpamari blames him; I

told Mohamad that the war was undoubtedly his work, inasmuch as Bin

Juma is his man, and he approved of his seizing the women.

He does not like this, but it is true; he would not have entered a

village of Casembe or Moamba or Chikumbi as he did Chapi's man's

village: the people here are simply men of more metal than he

imagined, and his folly in beginning a war in which, if possible, his

slaves will slip through his hands is apparent to all, even to

himself. Syde sent four barrels of gunpowder and ten men, who arrived

during last night.

_27th November, 1868._--Two of Muabo's men came over to bring on a

parley; one told us that he had been on the south side of the village

before, and heard one man say to another "mo pigé" (shoot him).

Mpamari gave them a long oration in exculpation, but it was only the

same everlasting, story of fugitive slaves. The slave-traders cannot

prevent them from escaping, and impudently think that the country

people ought to catch them, and thus be their humble servants, and

also the persecutors of their own countrymen! If they cannot keep

them, why buy them--why put their money into a bag with holes?

It is exactly what took place in America--slave-owners are bad

neighbours everywhere. Canada was threatened, England browbeaten, and

the Northerners all but kicked on the same score, and all as if

property in slaves had privileges which no other goods have. To hear

the Arabs say of the slaves after they are fled, "Oh, they are bad,

bad, very bad!" (and they entreated me too to free them from the

yoke), is, as the young ladies say, "too absurd." The chiefs also who

do not apprehend fugitives, they too are "bad."

I proposed to Mohamad Bogharib to send back the women seized by Bin

Juma, to show the Babemba that he disapproved of the act and was

willing to make peace, but this was too humiliating; I added that

their price as slaves was four barrels of gunpowder or 160 dollars,

while slaves lawfully bought would have cost him only eight or ten

yards of calico each. At the conclusion of Mpamari's speech the four

barrels of gunpowder were exhibited, and so was the Koran, to impress

them (Muabo's people) with an idea of their great power.

_28th and 29th November, 1868._--It is proposed to go and force our

way if we can to the north, but all feel that that would be a fine

opportunity for the slaves to escape, and they would not be loth to

embrace it; this makes it a serious matter, and the Koran is consulted

at hours which are auspicious.

_30th November, 1868._--Messengers sent to Muabo to ask a path, or in

plain words protection from him; Mpamari protests his innocence of the

whole affair.

_1st December, 1868._--Muabo's people over again; would fain send them

to make peace with Chapi!

_2nd December, 1868._--The detention is excessively vexatious to me.

Muabo sent three slaves as offers of peace--a fine self-imposed, but

he is on our south side, and we wish to go north.

_3rd December, 1868._--A party went to-day to clear the way to the

north, but were warmly received by Babemba with arrows; they came back

with one woman captured, and they say that they killed one man: one of

themselves is wounded, and many others in danger: others who went east

were shot at, and wounded too.

_4th December, 1868._--A party went east, and were fain to flee from

the Babemba, the same thing occurred on our west, and to-day _(5th)_

all were called to strengthen the stockade for fear that the enemy may

enter uninvited. The slaves would certainly flee, and small blame to

them though they did. Mpamari proposed to go off north by night, but

his people objected, as even a child crying would arouse the Babemba,

and reveal the flight, so finally he sent off to ask Syde what he

ought to do, whether to retire by day or by night; probably entreating

Syde to come and protect him.

A sort of idol is found in every village in this part, it is of wood,

and represents the features, markings and fashion of the hair of the

inhabitants: some have little huts built for them--others are in

common houses. The Babemba call them _Nkisi_ ("Sancan" of the Arabs):

the people of Rua name one _Kalubi_; the plural, _Tulubi_; and they

present pombe, flour, bhang, tobacco, and light a fire for them to

smoke by. They represent the departed father or mother, and it is

supposed that they are pleased with the offerings made to their

representatives, but all deny that they pray to them. Casembe has very

many of these Nkisi; one with long hair, and named _Motombo_, is

carried in front when he takes the field; names of dead chiefs are

sometimes given to them. I have not met with anyone intelligent enough

to explain if prayers are ever made to anyone; the Arabs who know

their language, say they have no prayers, and think that at death

there is an end of the whole man, but other things lead me to believe

this is erroneous. Slaves laugh at their countrymen, in imitation of

their masters, and will not reveal their real thoughts: one said that

they believed in two Superior Beings--Réza above, who kills people,

and Réza below, who carries them away after death.

_6th December, 1868._--Ten of Syde bin Habib's people came over,

bringing a letter, the contents of which neither Mpamari nor Mohamad

cares to reveal. Some think, with great probability, that he asks,

"Why did you begin a war if you wanted to leave so soon? Did you not

know that the country people would take advantage of your march,

encumbered as you will be by women and slaves?" Mohamad Bogharib

called me to ask what advice I could give him, as all his own advice,

and devices too, had been lost or were useless, and he did not know

what to do. The Banyamwezi threatened to go off by night and leave

him, as they are incensed against the Babemba, and offended because

the Arabs do not aid them in wreaking their vengeance upon them.

I took care not to give any advice, but said, if I had been or was in

his place, I would have sent or would send back Bin Juma's captives,

to show that I disapproved of his act--the first in the war--and was

willing to make peace with Chapi. He said that he did not know that

Bin Juma would capture these people; that Bin Juma had met some

natives with fish, and took ten by force, that the natives, in

revenge, caught three Banyamwezi slaves, and Bin Juma then gave one

slave to them as a fine, but Mohamad did not know of this affair

either. I am of opinion, however, that he was fully aware of both

matters, and Mpamari's caracoling showed that he knew it all, though

now he denies it.

Bin Juma is a long, thin, lanky Suaheli, six feet two high, with a

hooked nose and large lips: I told Mohamad that if he were to go with

us to Manyuema, the whole party would be cut off. He came here, bought

a slave-boy, and allowed him to escape; then browbeat Chapi's man

about him (and he says, three others); and caught ten in lieu of him,

of which Mohamad restored six: this was the origin of the war. Now

that we are in the middle of it, I must do as Mohamad does in going

off either by day or by night. It is unreasonable to ask my advice

now, but it is felt that they have very unjustifiably placed me in a

false position, and they fear that Syed Majid will impute blame to

them, meanwhile Syde bin Habib sent a private message to me to come

with his men to him, and leave this party.

I perceive that the plan now is to try and clear our way of Chapi, and

then march, but I am so thoroughly disgusted with this slave-war, that

I think of running the risk of attack by the country people, and go

off to-morrow without Mohamad Bogharib, though I like him much more

than I do Mpamari or Syde bin Habib. It is too glaring hypocrisy to go

to the Koran for guidance while the stolen women, girls, and fish, are

in Bin Juma's hands.

_8th and 9th December, 1868._--I had to wait for the Banyamwezi

preparing food: Mohamad has no authority over them, or indeed over

anyone else. Two Babemba men came in and said that they had given up

fighting, and begged for their wives, who had been captured by Syde's

people on their way here: this reasonable request was refused at

first, but better counsels prevailed, and they were willing to give

something to appease the anger of the enemy, and sent back six

captives, two of whom were the wives prayed for.

[At last he makes a start on the 11th of December with the Arabs, who

are bound eastwards for Ujiji. It is a motley group, composed of

Mohamad and his friends, a gang of Unyamwezi hangers-on, and strings

of wretched slaves yoked together in their heavy slave-sticks. Some

carry ivory, others copper, or food for the march, whilst hope and

fear, misery and villainy, may be read off on the various faces that

pass in line out of this country, like a serpent dragging its accursed

folds away from the victim it has paralysed with its fangs.]

* * * * *

_11th December, 1868._--We marched four hours unmolested by the

natives, built a fence, and next day crossed the Lokinda River and its

feeder the Mookosi; here the people belonged to Chisabi, who had not

joined the other Babemba. We go between two ranges of tree-covered

mountains, which are continuations of those on each side of Moero.

_12th December, 1868._--The tiresome tale of slaves running away was

repeated again last night by two of Mpamari's making off, though in

the yoke, and they had been with him from boyhood. Not one

good-looking slave-woman is now left of Mohamad Bogharib's fresh

slaves; all the pretty ones obtain favour by their address, beg to be

unyoked, and then escape. Four hours brought us to many villages of

Chisabi and the camp of Syde bin Habib in the middle of a set-in rain,

which marred the demonstration at meeting with his relative Mpamari;

but the women braved it through, wet to the skin, and danced and

lullilooed with "draigled" petticoats with a zeal worthy of a better

cause, as the "penny-a-liners" say. It is the custom for the trader

who receives visitors to slaughter goats, and feed all his guests for

at least two days, nor was Syde wanting in this hospitality, though

the set-in rain continuing, we did not enjoy it as in fine weather.

_14th December, 1868._--Cotton-grass and brackens all over the country

show the great humidity of Marungu. Rain daily; but this is not the

great rain which falls when the sun comes back south over our heads.

_15th December, 1868._--March two hours only to the range of Tamba. A

pretty little light-grey owl, called "nkwékwé," was killed by a

native as food; a black ring round its face and its black ears gave it

all the appearance of a cat, whose habits it follows.

_16th to 18th December, 1868._--A brother of Syde bin Habib died last

night: I had made up my mind to leave the whole party, but Syde said

that Chisabi was not to be trusted, and the death of his brother

having happened, it would not be respectful to leave him to bury his

dead alone. Six of his slaves fled during the night--one, the keeper

of the others. A Mobemba man, who had been to the coast twice with

him, is said to have wished a woman who was in the chain, so he loosed

five out, and took her off; the others made clear heels of it, and now

that the grass is long and green, no one can trace their course.

Syde told me that the slaves would not have detained him, but his

brother's death did. We buried the youth, who has been ill three

months. Mpamari descended into the grave with four others; a broad

cloth was held over them horizontally, and a little fluctuation made,

as if to fan those who were depositing the body in the side excavation

made at the bottom: when they had finished they pulled in earth, and

all shoved it towards them till the grave was level. Mullam then came

and poured a little water into and over the grave, mumbled a few

prayers, at which Mpamari said aloud to me, "Mullam does not let his

voice be heard;" and Mullam smiled to me, as if to say, "Loud enough

for all I shall get:" during the ceremony the women were all wailing

loudly. We went to the usual sitting-place, and shook hands with Syde,

as if receiving him back again into the company of the living.

Syde told me previously to this event that he had fought the people

who killed his elder brother Salem bin Habib, and would continue to

fight them till all their country was spoiled and a desolation: there

is no forgiveness with Moslems for bloodshed. He killed many, and took

many slaves, ivory, and copper: his tusks number over 200, many of

large size.

_19th and 20th December, 1868._--To Chisabi's village stockade, on the

left bank of the Lofunso, which flows in a marshy valley three miles

broad. Eight of Mohamad Bogharib's slaves fled by night, one with his

gun and wife; a, large party went in search, but saw nothing of them.

To-day an elephant was killed, and they sent for the meat, but Chisabi

ordered the men to let his meat alone: experience at Kabwabwata said,

"Take the gentle course," so two fathoms of calico and two hoes were

sent to propitiate the chief; Chisabi then demanded half the meat and

one tusk: the meat was given, but the tusk was mildly refused: he is

but a youth, and this is only the act of his counsellors. It was

replied that Casembe, Chikumbi, Nsama, Meréré, made no demand at all:

his counsellors have probably heard of the Portuguese self-imposed

law, and wish to introduce it here, but both tusks were secured.

_22nd December, 1868._--We crossed the Lofunso River, wading three

branches, the first of forty-seven yards, then the river itself, fifty

yards, and neck deep to men and women of ordinary size. Two were swept

away and drowned; other two were rescued by men leaping in and saving

them, one of whom was my man Susi. A crocodile bit one person badly,

but was struck, and driven off. Two slaves escaped by night; a woman

loosed her husband's yoke from the tree, and got clear off.

_24th December, 1868._--Five sick people detain us to-day; some cannot

walk from feebleness and purging brought on by sleeping on the damp

ground without clothes.

Syde bin Habib reports a peculiar breed of goats in Rua, remarkably

short in the legs, so much so, that they cannot travel far; they give

much milk, and become very fat, but the meat is indifferent. Gold is

found at Katanga in the pool of a waterfall only: it probably comes

from the rocks above this. His account of the Lofu, or, as he says,

West Lualaba, is identical with that of his cousin, Syde bin Omar; it

flows north, but west of Lufira, into the Lake of Kinkonza, so named

after the chief. The East Lualaba becomes very large, often as much as

six or eight miles broad, with many inhabited islands, the people of

which, being safe from invasion, are consequently rapacious and

dishonest, and their chiefs, Moengé and Nyamakunda, are equally

lawless. A hunter, belonging to Syde, named Kabwebwa, gave much

information gleaned during his hunting trips; for instance, the Lufira

has nine feeders of large size; and one, the Lekulwé, has also nine

feeders; another, the Kisungu, is covered with, "tikatika," by which

the people cross it, though it bends under their weight; he also

ascribes the origin of the Lufira and the Lualaba West, or Lofu, with

the Liambai to one large earthen mound, which he calls "segulo," or an

anthill!

_25th December, 1868, Christmas Day._--We can buy nothing except the

very coarsest food--not a goat or fowl--while Syde, having plenty of

copper, can get all the luxuries. We marched past Mount Katanga,

leaving it on our left, to the River Kapéta, and slaughtered a

favourite kid to make a Christmas dinner. A trading-party came up from

Ujiji; they said that we were ten camps from Tanganyika. They gave an

erroneous report that a steamer with a boat in tow was on Lake

Chowambé--an English one, too, with plenty of cloth and beads on

board. A letter had come from Abdullah bin Salem, Moslem missionary at

Mtésa's, to Ujiji three months ago with this news.

_26th December, 1868._--We marched up an ascent 2-1/2 hours, and got

on to the top of one of the mountain ridges, which generally run N.

and S. Three hours along this level top brought us to the Kibawé

River, a roaring rivulet beside villages. There were no people on the

height over which we came, though the country is very fine--green and

gay with varying shades of that colour. We passed through patches of

brackens five feet high and gingers in flower, and were in a damp

cloud all day. Now and then a drizzle falls in these parts, but it

keeps all damp only, and does not show in the rain-gauge. Neither sun

nor stars appear.

_27th and 28th December, 1868._--Remain on Sunday, then march and

cross five rivulets about four yards wide and knee deep, going to the

Lofunso. The grass now begins to cover and hide the paths; its growth

is very rapid: blobs of water lie on the leaves all day, and keep the

feet constantly wet by falling as we pass.

_29th December, 1868._--We kept well on the ridge between two ranges

of hills; then went down, and found a partially-burned native

stockade, and lodged in it; the fires of the Ujiji party had set the

huts on fire after the party left. We are in the Itandé district at

the Nswiba River.

_30th December, 1868._--We now went due east, and made a good deal of

easting too from Mount Katanga on the Lofunso, and crossed the River

Lokivwa, twelve yards wide, and very deep, with villages all about. We

ascended much as we went east. Very high mountains appeared on the

N.W. The woods dark gieen, with large patches of a paler hue.

_31st December, 1868._--We reached the Lofuko yesterday in a pelting

rain; not knowing that the camp with huts was near, I stopped and put

on a bernouse, got wet, and had no dry clothes. Remain to-day to buy

food. Clouds cover all the sky from N.W. The river, thirty yards wide,

goes to Tanganyika east of this. Scenery very lovely.

FOOTNOTES:

[66] In 1827 Linant reached 13° 30' N. on the White Nile. In 1841 the

second Egyptian, under D'Arnauld and Sabatier, explored the river to

4° 42' N., and Jomard published his work on Limmoo and the River

Habaiah. Dr. Beke and Mr. D'Abbadie contributed their share to making

the Nile better known. Brun Rollet established a trading station in

1854 at Belema on the Nile at 5° N. lat.

[67] Miss Tinné succumbed to the dangers of African travelling before

Livingstone penned these just words of appreciation.

[68] Ezek. xxiv. 5.

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