CHAPTER VI.

Leaves for Ujiji. Dangerous journey through forest. The Manyuema

understand Livingstone's kindness. Zanzibar slaves. Kasongo's.

Stalactite caves. Consequences of eating parrots. Ill. Attacked

in the forest. Providential deliverance. Another extraordinary

escape. Taken for Mohamad Bogharib. Running the gauntlet for

five hours. Loss of property. Reaches place of safety. Ill.

Mamohela. To the Luamo. Severe disappointment. Recovers. Severe

marching. Reaches Ujiji. Despondency. Opportune arrival of Mr.

Stanley. Joy and thankfulness of the old traveller. Determines

to examine north end of Lake Tanganyika. They start. Reach the

Lusizé. No outlet. "Theoretical discovery" of the real outlet.

Mr. Stanley ill. Returns to Ujiji. Leaves stores there.

Departure for Unyanyembé with Mr. Stanley. Abundance of

game.--Attacked by bees. Serious illness of Mr. Stanley.

Thankfulness at reaching Unyatiyembé.

_20th July, 1871._--I start back for Ujiji. All Dugumbé's people came to

say good bye, and convoy me a little way. I made a short march, for

being long inactive it is unwise to tire oneself on the first day, as it

is then difficult to get over the effects.

_21st July, 1871._--One of the slaves was sick, and the rest falsely

reported him to be seriously ill, to give them time to negotiate for

women with whom they had cohabited: Dugumbé saw through the fraud, and

said "Leave him to me: if he lives, I will feed him; if he dies, we

will bury him: do not delay for any one, but travel in a compact body,

as stragglers now are sure to be cut off." He lost a woman of his party,

who lagged behind, and seven others were killed besides, and the forest

hid the murderers. I was only too anxious to get away quickly, and on

the 22nd started off at daylight, and went about six miles to the

village of Mañkwara, where I spent the night when coming this way. The

chief Mokandira convoyed us hither: I promised him a cloth if I came

across from Lomamé. He wonders much at the underground houses, and never

heard of them till I told him about them. Many of the gullies which were

running fast when we came were now dry. Thunder began, and a few drops

of rain fell.

_23rd-24th July, 1871._--We crossed the River Kunda, of fifty yards, in

two canoes, and then ascended from the valley of denudation, in which it

flows to the ridge Lobango. Crowds followed, all anxious to carry loads

for a few beads. Several market people came to salute, who knew that we

had no hand in the massacre, as we are a different people from the

Arabs. In going and coming they must have a march of 25 miles with loads

so heavy no slave would carry them. They speak of us as "good:" the

anthropologists think that to be spoken of as wicked is better. Ezekiel

says that the Most High put His comeliness upon Jerusalem: if He does

not impart of His goodness to me I shall never be good: if He does not

put of His comeliness on me I shall never be comely in soul, but be like

these Arabs in whom Satan has full sway--the god of this world having

blinded their eyes.

_25th July, 1871._--We came over a beautiful country yesterday, a vast

hollow of denudation, with much cultivation, intersected by a ridge some

300 feet high, on which the villages are built: this is Lobango. The

path runs along the top of the ridge, and we see the fine country below

all spread out with different shades of green, as on a map. The colours

show the shapes of the different plantations in the great hollow drained

by the Kunda. After crossing the fast flowing Kahembai, which flows into

the Kunda, and it into Lualaba, we rose on to another intersecting

ridge, having a great many villages burned by Matereka or Salem

Mokadam's people, since we passed them in our course N.W. They had

slept on the ridge after we saw them, and next morning, in sheer

wantonness, fired their lodgings,--their slaves had evidently carried

the fire along from their lodgings, and set fire to houses of villages

in their route as a sort of horrid Moslem Nigger joke; it was done only

because they could do it without danger of punishment: it was such fun

to make the Mashensé, as they call all natives, houseless. Men are worse

than beasts of prey, if indeed it is lawful to call Zanzibar slaves men.

It is monstrous injustice to compare free Africans living under their

own chiefs and laws, and cultivating their own free lands, with what

slaves afterwards become at Zanzibar and elsewhere.

_26th July, 1871._--Came up out of the last valley of denudation--that

drained by Kahembai, and then along a level land with open forest. Four

men passed us in hot haste to announce the death of a woman at their

village to her relations living at another. I heard of several deaths

lately of dysentery. Pleurisy is common from cold winds from N.W.

Twenty-two men with large square black shields, capable of completely

hiding the whole person, came next in a trot to receive the body of

their relative and all her gear to carry her to her own home for burial:

about twenty women followed them, and the men waited under the trees

till they should have wound the body up and wept over her. They smeared

their bodies with clay, and their faces with soot. Reached our friend

Kama.

_27th July, 1871._--Left Kama's group of villages and went through many

others before we reached Kasongo's, and were welcomed by all the Arabs

of the camp at this place. Bought two milk goats reasonably, and rest

over Sunday. (_28th and 29th_). They asked permission to send a party

with me for goods to Ujiji; this will increase our numbers, and perhaps

safety too, among the justly irritated people between this and Bambarré.

All are enjoined to help me, and of course I must do the same to them.

It is colder here than at Nyañgwé. Kasongo is off guiding an ivory or

slaving party, and doing what business he can on his own account; he has

four guns, and will be the first to maraud on his own account.

_30th July, 1871._--They send thirty tusks to Ujiji, and seventeen

Manyuema volunteers to carry thither and back: these are the very first

who in modern times have ventured fifty miles from the place of their

birth. I came only three miles to a ridge overlooking the River Shokoyé,

and slept at village on a hill beyond it.

_31st July, 1871._--Passed through the defile between Mount Kimazi and

Mount Kijila. Below the cave with stalactite pillar in its door a fine

echo answers those who feel inclined to shout to it. Come to Mangala's

numerous villages, and two slaves being ill, rest on Wednesday.

_1st August, 1871._--A large market assembles close to us.

_2nd August, 1871._--Left Mangala's, and came through a great many

villages all deserted on our approach on account of the vengeance taken

by Dugumbé's party for the murder of some of their people. Kasongo's men

appeared eager to plunder their own countrymen: I had to scold and

threaten them, and set men to watch their deeds. Plantains are here very

abundant, good, and cheap. Came to Kittetté, and lodge in a village of

Loembo. About thirty foundries were passed; they are very high in the

roof, and thatched with leaves, from which the sparks roll off as sand

would. Rain runs off equally well.

_3rd August, 1871._--Three slaves escaped, and not to abandon ivory we

wait a day, Kasongo came up and filled their places.

I have often observed effigies of men made of wood in Manyuema; some of

clay are simply cones with a small hole in the top; on asking about them

here, I for the first time obtained reliable information. They are

called Bathata--fathers or ancients--and the name of each is carefully

preserved. Those here at Kittetté were evidently the names of chiefs,

Molenda being the most ancient, whilst Mbayo Yamba, Kamoanga, Kitambwé,

Noñgo, Aulumba, Yengé Yengé, Simba Mayañga, Loembwé, are more recently

dead. They were careful to have the exact pronunciation of the names.

The old men told me that on certain occasions they offer goat's flesh to

them: men eat it, and allow no young person or women to partake. The

flesh of the parrot is only eaten by very old men. They say that if

eaten by young men their children will have the waddling gait of the

bird. They say that originally those who preceded Molenda came from

Kongolakokwa, which conveys no idea to my mind. It was interesting to

get even this little bit of history here. (Nkoñgolo = Deity; Nkoñgolokwa

as the Deity.)

_4th August, 1871._--Came through miles of villages all burned because

the people refused a certain Abdullah lodgings! The men had begun to

re-thatch the huts, and kept out of our way, but a goat was speared by

some one in hiding, and we knew danger was near. Abdullah admitted that

he had no other reason for burning them than the unwillingness of the

people to lodge him and his slaves without payment, with the certainty

of getting their food stolen and utensils destroyed.

_5th and 6th August, 1871._--Through many miles of palm-trees and

plantains to a Boma or stockaded village, where we slept, though the

people were evidently suspicious and unfriendly.

_7th August, 1871._--To a village, ill and almost every step in pain.

The people all ran away, and appeared in the distance armed, and refused

to come near--then came and threw stones at us, and afterwards tried to

kill those who went for water. We sleep uncomfortably, the natives

watching us all round. Sent men to see if the way was clear.

_8th August, 1871._--They would come to no parley. They knew their

advantage, and the wrongs they had suffered from Bin Juma and Mohamad's

men when they threw down the ivory in the forest. In passing along the

narrow path with a wall of dense vegetation touching each hand, we came

to a point where an ambush had been placed, and trees cut down to

obstruct us while they speared us; but for some reason it was abandoned.

Nothing could be detected; but by stooping down to the earth and peering

up towards the sun, a dark shade could sometimes be seen: this was an

infuriated savage, and a slight rustle in the dense vegetation meant a

spear. A large spear from my right lunged past and almost grazed my

back, and stuck firmly into the soil. The two men from whom it came

appeared in an opening in the forest only ten yards off and bolted, one

looking back over his shoulder as he ran. As they are expert with the

spear I don't know how it missed, except that he was too sure of his aim

and the good hand of God was upon me.

I was behind the main body, and all were allowed to pass till I, the

leader, who was believed to be Mohamad Bogharib, or Kolokolo himself,

came up to the point where they lay. A red jacket they had formerly seen

me wearing was proof to them, that I was the same that sent Bin Juma to

kill five of their men, capture eleven women and children, and

twenty-five goats. Another spear was thrown at me by an unseen

assailant, and it missed me by about a foot in front. Guns were fired

into the dense mass of forest, but with no effect, for nothing could be

seen; but we heard the men jeering and denouncing us close by: two of

our party were slain.

Coming to a part of the forest cleared for cultivation I noticed a

gigantic tree, made still taller by growing on an ant-hill 20 feet high;

it had fire applied near its roots, I heard a crack which told that the

fire had done its work, but felt no alarm till I saw it come straight

towards me: I ran a few paces back, and down it came to the ground one

yard behind me, and breaking into several lengths, it covered me with a

cloud of dust. Had the branches not previously been rotted off, I could

scarcely have escaped.

Three times in one day was I delivered from impending death.

My attendants, who were scattered in all directions, came running back

to me, calling out, "Peace! peace! you will finish all your work in

spite of these people, and in spite of everything." Like them, I took it

as an omen of good success to crown me yet, thanks to the "Almighty

Preserver of men."

We had five hours of running the gauntlet, waylaid by spearmen, who all

felt that if they killed me they would be revenging the death of

relations. From each hole in the tangled mass we looked for a spear; and

each moment expected to hear the rustle which told of deadly weapons

hurled at us. I became weary with the constant strain of danger,

and--as, I suppose, happens with soldiers on the field of battle--not

courageous, but perfectly indifferent whether I were killed or not.

When at last we got out of the forest and crossed the Liya on to the

cleared lands near the villages of Monan-bundwa, we lay down to rest,

and soon saw Muanampunda coming, walking up in a stately manner unarmed

to meet us. He had heard the vain firing of my men into the bush, and

came to ask what was the matter. I explained the mistake that Munangonga

had made in supposing that I was Kolokolo, the deeds of whose men he

knew, and then we went on to his village together.

In the evening he sent to say that if I would give him all my people who

had guns, he would call his people together, burn off all the vegetation

they could fire, and punish our enemies, bringing me ten goats instead

of the three milch goats I had lost. I again explained that the attack

was made by a mistake in thinking I was Mohamad Bogharib, and that I had

no wish to kill men: to join in his old feud would only make matters

worse. This he could perfectly understand.

I lost all my remaining calico, a telescope, umbrella, and five spears,

by one of the slaves throwing down the load and taking up his own bundle

of country cloth.

_9th August, 1871._--Went on towards Mamohela, now deserted by the

Arabs. Monanponda convoyed me a long way, and at one spot, with grass

all trodden down, he said, "Here we killed a man of Moezia and ate his

body." The meat cut up had been seen by Dugumbé.

_10th August, 1871._--In connection with this affair the party that came

through from Mamalulu found that a great fight had taken place at

Muanampunda's, and they saw the meat cut up to be cooked with bananas.

They did not like the strangers to look at their meat, but said, "Go on,

and let our feast alone," they did not want to be sneered at. The same

Muanampunda or Monambonda told me frankly that they ate the man of

Moezia: they seem to eat their foes to inspire courage, or in revenge.

One point is very remarkable; it is not want that has led to the custom,

for the country is full of food: nobody is starved of farinaceous food;

they have maize, dura, pennisetum, cassava and sweet potatoes, and for

fatty ingredients of diet, the palm-oil, ground-nuts, sessamum, and a

tree whose fruit yields a fine sweet oil: the saccharine materials

needed are found in the sugar-cane, bananas, and plantains.

Goats, sheep, fowls, dogs, pigs, abound in the villages, whilst the

forest affords elephants, zebras, buffaloes, antelopes, and in the

streams there are many varieties of fish. The nitrogenous ingredients

are abundant, and they have dainties in palm-toddy, and tobacco or

Bangé: the soil is so fruitful that mere scraping off the weeds is as

good as ploughing, so that the reason for cannibalism does not lie in

starvation or in want of animal matter, as was said to be the case with

the New Zealanders. The only feasible reason I can discover is a

depraved appetite, giving an extraordinary craving for meat which we

call "high." They are said to bury a dead body for a couple of days in

the soil in a forest, and in that time, owing to the climate, it soon

becomes putrid enough for the strongest stomachs.

The Lualaba has many oysters in it with very thick shells. They are

called _Makessi_, and at certain seasons are dived for by the Bagenya

women: pearls are said to be found in them, but boring to string them

has never been thought of. _Kanone_, Ibis religiosa. _Uruko_, Kuss name

of coffee.

The Manyuema are so afraid of guns, that a man borrows one to settle any

dispute or claim: he goes with it over his shoulder, and quickly

arranges the matter by the pressure it brings, though they all know that

he could not use it.

_Gulu_, Deity above, or heaven. _Mamvu_, earth or below. _Gulu_ is a

person, and men, on death, go to him. _Nkoba,_ lightning. _Nkongolo_,

Deity (?). _Kula_ or _Nkula_, salt spring west of Nyangwé. _Kalunda_,

ditto. _Kiria_, rapid down river. _Kirila_, islet in sight of Nyangwé.

_Magoya_, ditto.

_Note_.--The chief Zurampela is about N.W. of Nyangwé, and three days

off. The Luivé River, of very red water, is crossed, and the larger

Mabila River receives it into its very dark water before Mabila enters

Lualaba.

A ball of hair rolled in the stomach of a lion, as calculi are, is a

great charm among the Arabs: it scares away other animals, they say.

Lion's fat smeared on the tails of oxen taken through a country

abounding in tsetse, or bungo, is a sure preventive; when I heard of

this, I thought that lion's fat would be as difficult of collection as

gnat's brains or mosquito tongues, but I was assured that many lions

are killed on the Basango highland, and they, in common with all beasts

there, are extremely fat: so it is not at all difficult to buy a

calabash of the preventive, and Banyamwezi, desirous of taking cattle to

the coast for sale, know the substance, and use it successfully (?).

_11th August, 1871._--Came on by a long march of six hours across plains

of grass and watercourses, lined with beautiful trees, to Kassessa's,

the chief of Mamohela, who has helped the Arabs to scourge several of

his countrymen for old feuds: he gave them goats, and then guided them

by night to the villages, where they got more goats and many captives,

each to be redeemed with ten goats more. During the last foray, however,

the people learned that every shot does not kill, and they came up to

the party with bows and arrows, and compelled the slaves to throw down

their guns and powder-horns. They would have shown no mercy had Manyuema

been thus in slave power; but this is a beginning of the end, which will

exclude Arab traders from the country. I rested half a day, as I am

still ill. I do most devoutly thank the Lord for sparing my life three

times in one day. The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble,

and He knows them that trust in Him.

[The brevity of the following notes is fully accounted for: Livingstone

was evidently suffering too severely to write more.]

_12th August, 1871._--Mamohela camp all burned off. We sleep at Mamohela

village.

_13th August, 1871._--At a village on the bank of River Lolindi, I am

suffering greatly. A man brought a young, nearly full-fledged, kite from

a nest on a tree: this is the first case of their breeding, that I am

sure of, in this country: they are migratory into these intertropical

lands from the south, probably.

_14th August, 1871._--Across many brisk burns to a village on the side

of a mountain range. First rains 12th and 14th, gentle; but near Luamo,

it ran on the paths, and caused dew.

_15th August, 1871._--To Muanambonyo's. Golungo, a bush buck, with

stripes across body, and two rows of spots along the sides (?)

_16th August, 1871._--To Luamo River. Very ill with bowels.

_17th August, 1871._--Cross river, and sent a message to my friend.

Katomba sent a bountiful supply of food back.

_18th August, 1871._--Reached Katomba, at Moenemgoi's, and was welcomed

by all the heavily-laden Arab traders. They carry their trade spoil in

three relays. Kenyengeré attacked before I came, and 150 captives were

taken and about 100 slain; this is an old feud of Moenemgoi, which the

Arabs took up for their own gain. No news whatever from Ujiji, and M.

Bogharib is still at Bambarré, with all my letters.

_19th-20th August, 1871._--Rest from weakness. (_21st August, 1871._) Up

to the palms on the west of Mount Kanyima Pass. (_22nd August, 1871._)

Bambarré. (_28th August, 1871._) Better and thankful. Katomba's party

has nearly a thousand frasilahs of ivory, and Mohamad's has 300

frasilahs.

_29th August, 1871._--Ill all night, and remain. (_30th August, 1871._)

Ditto, ditto; but go on to Monandenda's on River Lombonda.

_31st August, 1871._--Up and half over the mountain range, (_1st

September, 1871_) and sleep in dense forest, with several fine running

streams.

_2nd September, 1871._--Over the range, and down on to a marble-capped

hill, with a village on top.

_3rd September, 1871._--Equinoctial gales. On to Lohombo.

_5th September, 1871._--To Kasangangazi's. (_6th September, 1871._)

Rest. (_7th September, 1871._) Mamba's. Rest on 8th. (_9th September,

1871._) Ditto ditto. People falsely accused of stealing; but I disproved

it to the confusion of the Arabs, who wish to be able to say, "the

people of the English steal too." A very rough road from Kasangangazi's

hither, and several running rivulets crossed.

_10th September, 1871._--Manyuema boy followed us, but I insisted on his

father's consent, which was freely given: marching proved too hard for

him, however, and in a few days he left.

Down into the valley of the Kapemba through beautiful undulating

country, and came to village of Amru: this is a common name, and is used

as "man," or "comrade," or "mate."

_11th September, 1871._--Up a very steep high mountain range, Moloni or

Mononi, and down to a village at the bottom on the other side, of a man

called Molembu.

_12th September, 1871._--Two men sick. Wait, though I am now

comparatively sound and well. Dura flour, which we can now procure,

helps to strengthen me: it is nearest to wheaten flour; maize meal is

called "cold," and not so wholesome as the _Holeus sorghum_ or dura. A

lengthy march through a level country, with high mountain ranges on each

hand; along that on the left our first path lay, and it was very

fatiguing. We came to the Rivulet Kalangai. I had hinted to Mohamad that

if he harboured my deserters, it might go hard with him; and he came

after me for two marches, and begged me not to think that he did

encourage them. They came impudently into the village, and I had to

drive them out: I suspected that he had sent them. I explained, and he

gave me a goat, which I sent back for.

_13th September, 1871._--This march back completely used up the Manyuema

boy: he could not speak, or tell what he wanted cooked, when he arrived.

I did not see him go back, and felt sorry for the poor boy, who left us

by night. People here would sell nothing, so I was glad of the goat.

_14th September, 1871._--To Pyanamosindé's. _(15th September, 1871.)_ To

Karungamagao's; very fine undulating green country. _(16th and 17th

September, 1871.)_ Rest, as we could get food to buy.

_(18th September, 1871.)_ To a stockaded village, where the people

ordered us to leave. We complied, and went out half a mile and built

our sheds in the forest: I like sheds in the forest much better than

huts in the villages, for we have no mice or vermin, and incur no

obligation.

_19th September, 1871._--Found that Barua are destroying all the

Manyuema villages not stockaded.

_20th September, 1871._--We came to Kunda's on the River Katemba,

through great plantations of cassava, and then to a woman chief's, and

now regularly built our own huts apart from the villages, near the hot

fountain called Kabila which is about blood-heat, and flows across the

path. Crossing this we came to Mokwaniwa's, on the River Gombezé, and

met a caravan, under Nassur Masudi, of 200 guns. He presented a fine

sheep, and reported that Seyed Majid was dead--he had been ailing and

fell from some part of his new house at Darsalam, and in three days

afterwards expired. He was a true and warm friend to me and did all he

could to aid me with his subjects, giving me two Sultan's letters for

the purpose. Seyed Burghash succeeds him; this change causes anxiety.

Will Seyed Burghash's goodness endure now that he has the Sultanate?

Small-pox raged lately at Ujiji.

_22nd September, 1871._--Caravan goes northwards, and we rest, and eat

the sheep kindly presented.

_23rd September, 1871._--We now passed through the country of mixed

Barua and Baguha, crossed the River Loñgumba twice and then came near

the great mountain mass on west of Tanganyika. From Mokwaniwa's to

Tanganyika is about ten good marches through open forest. The Guha

people are not very friendly; they know strangers too well to show

kindness: like Manyuema, they are also keen traders. I was sorely

knocked up by this march from Nyañgwé back to Ujiji. In the latter part

of it, I felt as if dying on my feet. Almost every step was in pain, the

appetite failed, and a little bit of meat caused violent diarrhoea,

whilst the mind, sorely depressed, reacted on the body. All the traders

were returning successful: I alone had failed and experienced worry,

thwarting, baffling, when almost in sight of the end towards which I

strained.

_3rd October, 1871._--I read the whole Bible through four times whilst I

was in Manyuema.

_8th October, 1871._--The road covered with angular fragments of quartz

was very sore to my feet, which are crammed into ill-made French shoes.

How the bare feet of the men and women stood out, I don't know; it was

hard enough on mine though protected by the shoes. We marched in the

afternoons where water at this season was scarce. The dust of the march

caused ophthalmia, like that which afflicted Speke: this was my first

touch of it in Africa. We now came to the Lobumba River, which flows

into Tanganyika, and then to the village Loanda and sent to Kasanga, the

Guha chief, for canoes. The Loñgumba rises, like the Lobumba, in the

mountains called Kabogo West. We heard great noises, as if thunder, as

far as twelve days off, which were ascribed to Kabogo, as if it had

subterranean caves into which the waves rushed with great noise, and it

may be that the Loñgumba is the outlet of Tanganyika: it becomes the

Luassé further down, and then the Luamo before it joins the Lualaba: the

country slopes that way, but I was too ill to examine its source.

_9th October, 1871._--On to islet Kasengé. After much delay got a good

canoe for three dotis, and on _15th October, 1871_ went to the islet

Kabiziwa.

_18th October, 1871._--Start for Kabogo East, and _19th_ reach it 8 A.M.

_20th October, 1871._--Rest men.

_22nd October, 1871._--To Rombola.

_23rd October, 1871._--At dawn, off and go to Ujiji. Welcomed by all the

Arabs, particularly by Moenyegheré. I was now reduced to a skeleton,

but the market being held daily, and all kinds of native food brought to

it, I hoped that food and rest would soon restore me, but in the evening

my people came and told me that Shereef had sold off all my goods, and

Moenyegheré confirmed it by saying, "We protested, but he did not leave

a single yard of calico out of 3000, nor a string of beads out of 700

lbs." This was distressing. I had made up my mind, if I could not get

people at Ujiji, to wait till men should come from the coast, but to

wait in beggary was what I never contemplated, and I now felt miserable.

Shereef was evidently a moral idiot, for he came without shame to shake

hands with me, and when I refused, assumed an air of displeasure, as

having been badly treated; and afterwards came with his "Balghere,"

good-luck salutation, twice a day, and on leaving said, "I am going to

pray," till I told him that were I an Arab, his hand and both ears would

be cut off for thieving, as he knew, and I wanted no salutations from

him. In my distress it was annoying to see Shereef's slaves passing from

the market with all the good things that my goods had bought.

_24th October, 1871._--My property had been sold to Shereef's friends at

merely nominal prices. Syed bin Majid, a good man, proposed that they

should be returned, and the ivory be taken from Shereef; but they would

not restore stolen property, though they knew it to be stolen.

Christians would have acted differently, even those of the lowest

classes. I felt in my destitution as if I were the man who went down

from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves; but I could not hope

for Priest, Levite, or good Samaritan to come by on either side, but one

morning Syed bin Majid said to me, "Now this is the first time we have

been alone together; I have no goods, but I have ivory; let me, I pray

you, sell some ivory, and give the goods to you." This was encouraging;

but I said, "Not yet, but by-and-bye." I had still a few barter goods

left, which I had taken the precaution to deposit with Mohamad bin Saleh

before going to Manyuema, in case of returning in extreme need. But when

my spirits were at their lowest ebb, the good Samaritan was close at

hand, for one morning Susi came running at the top of his speed and

gasped out, "An Englishman! I see him!" and off he darted to meet him.

The American flag at the head of a caravan told of the nationality of

the stranger. Bales of goods, baths of tin, huge kettles, cooking pots,

tents, &c, made me think "This must be a luxurious traveller, and not

one at his wits' end like me." _(28th October, 1871.)_ It was Henry

Moreland Stanley, the travelling correspondent of the _New York Herald,_

sent by James Gordon Bennett, junior, at an expense of more than

4000_l._, to obtain accurate information about Dr. Livingstone if

living, and if dead to bring home my bones. The news he had to tell to

one who had been two full years without any tidings from Europe made my

whole frame thrill. The terrible fate that had befallen France, the

telegraphic cables successfully laid in the Atlantic, the election of

General Grant, the death of good Lord Clarendon--my constant friend, the

proof that Her Majesty's Government had not forgotten me in voting

1000_l_. for supplies, and many other points of interest, revived

emotions that had lain dormant in Manyuema. Appetite returned, and

instead of the spare, tasteless, two meals a day, I ate four times

daily, and in a week began to feel strong. I am not of a demonstrative

turn; as cold, indeed, as we islanders are usually reputed to be, but

this disinterested kindness of Mr. Bennett, so nobly carried into effect

by Mr. Stanley, was simply overwhelming. I really do feel extremely

grateful, and at the same time I am a little ashamed at not being more

worthy of the generosity. Mr. Stanley has done his part with untiring

energy; good judgment in the teeth of very serious obstacles. His

helpmates turned out depraved blackguards, who, by their excesses at

Zanzibar and elsewhere, had ruined their constitutions, and prepared

their systems to be fit provender for the grave. They had used up their

strength by wickedness, and were of next to no service, but rather

downdrafts and unbearable drags to progress.

_16th November, 1871._--As Tanganyika explorations are said by Mr.

Stanley to be an object of interest to Sir Roderick, we go at his

expense and by his men to the north of the Lake.

[Dr. Livingstone on a previous occasion wrote from the interior of

Africa to the effect that Lake Tanganyika poured its waters into the

Albert Nyanza Lake of Baker. At the time perhaps he hardly realized the

interest that such an announcement was likely to occasion. He was now

shown the importance of ascertaining by actual observation whether the

junction really existed, and for this purpose he started with Mr.

Stanley to explore the region of the supposed connecting link in the

North, so as to verify the statements of the Arabs.]

_16th November, 1871._--Four hours to Chigoma.

_20th and 21st November, 1871._--Passed a very crowded population, the

men calling to us to land to be fleeced and insulted by way of Mahonga

or Mutuari: they threw stones in rage, and one, apparently slung,

lighted close to the canoe. We came on until after dark, and landed

under a cliff to rest and cook, but a crowd came and made inquiries,

then a few more came as if to investigate more perfectly: they told us

to sleep, and to-morrow friendship should be made. We put our luggage on

board and set a watch on the cliff. A number of men came along, cowering

behind rocks, which then aroused suspicion, and we slipped off quietly;

they called after us, as men baulked of their prey. We went on five

hours and slept, and then this morning came on to Magala, where the

people are civil, but Mukamba had war with some one. The Lake narrows to

about ten miles, as the western mountains come towards the eastern

range, that being about N.N.W. magnetic. Many stumps of trees killed by

water show an encroachment by the Lake on the east side. A transverse

range seems to shut in the north end, but there is open country to the

east and west of its ends.

_24th November, 1871._--To Point Kizuka in Mukamba's country. A

Molongwana came to us from Mukamba and asserted most positively that all

the water of Tanganyika flowed into the River Lusizé, and then on to

Ukerewé of Mtéza; nothing could be more clear than his statements.

_25th November, 1871._--We came on about two hours to some villages on a

high bank where Mukamba is living. The chief, a young good-looking man

like Mugala, came and welcomed us. Our friend of yesterday now declared

as positively as before that the water of Lusizé flowed into Tanganyika,

and not the way he said yesterday! I have not the smallest doubt but

Tanganyika discharges somewhere, though we may be unable to find it.

Lusizé goes to or comes from Luanda and Karagwé. This is hopeful, but I

suspend my judgment. War rages between Mukamba and Wasmashanga or

Uasmasané, a chief between this and Lusizé: ten men were killed of

Mukamba's people a few days ago. Vast numbers of fishermen ply their

calling night and day as far as we can see. Tanganyika closes in except

at one point N. and by W. of us. The highest point of the western range,

about 7000 feet above the sea, is Sumburuza. We are to go to-morrow to

Luhinga, elder brother of Mukamba, near Lusizé, and the chief follows us

next day.

_26th November, 1871._--Sunday. Mr. Stanley has severe fever. I gave

Mukamba 9 dotis and 9 fundos. The end of Tanganyika seen clearly is

rounded off about 4' broad from east to west.

_27th November, 1871._--Mr. Stanley is better. We started at sunset

westwards, then northwards for seven hours, and at 4 A.M. reached

Lohinga, at the mouth of the Lusizé.

_28th November, 1871._--Shot an _Ibis religiosa._ In the afternoon

Luhinga, the superior of Mukambé, came and showed himself very

intelligent. He named eighteen rivers, four of which enter Tanganyika,

and the rest Lusizé: all come into, none leave Tanganyika.[15] Lusizé is

said to rise in Kwangeregéré in the Kivo lagoon, between Mutumbé and

Luanda. Nyabungu is chief of Mutumbé. Luhinga is the most intelligent

and the frankest chief we have seen here.

_29th November, 1871._--We go to see the Lusizé Eiver in a canoe. The

mouth is filled with large reedy sedgy islets: there are three branches,

about twelve to fifteen yards broad, and one fathom deep, with a strong

current of 2' per hour: water discoloured. The outlet of the Lake is

probably by the Loñgumba River into Lualaba as the Luamo, but this as

yet must be set down as a "theoretical discovery."

_30th November, 1871._--A large present of eggs, flour, and a sheep came

from Mukamba. Mr. Stanley went round to a bay in the west, to which the

mountains come sheer down.

_1st December, 1871, Friday._--Latitude last night 3° 18' 3" S. I gave

fifteen cloths to Lohinga, which pleased him highly. Kuansibura is the

chief who lives near Kivo, the lagoon from which the Lusizé rises: they

say it flows under a rock.

_2nd December, 1871._--Ill from bilious attack.

_3rd December, 1871._--Better and thankful. Men went off to bring

Mukamba, whose wife brought us a handsome present of milk, beer, and

cassava. She is a good-looking young woman, of light colour and full

lips, with two children of eight or ten years of age. We gave them

cloths, and sheasked beads, so we made them a present of two fundos. By

lunars I was one day wrong to-day.

_4th December, 1871._--Very heavy rain from north all night. Baker's

Lake cannot be as near as he puts it in his map, for it is unknown to

Lohingé. He thinks that he is a hundred years old, but he is really

about forty-five! Namataranga is the name of birds which float high in

air in large flocks.

_5th December, 1871._--We go over to a point on our east. The bay is

about 12' broad: the mountains here are very beautiful. We visited the

chief Mukamba, at his village five miles north of Lohinga's; he wanted

us to remain a few days, but I declined. We saw two flocks of _Ibis

religiosa,_ numbering in all fifty birds, feeding like geese.

_6th December, 1871._--Remain at Luhinga's.

_7th December, 1871._--Start and go S.W. to Lohanga: passed the point

where Speke turned, then breakfasted at the marketplace.

_8th December, 1871._--Go on to Mukamba; near the boundary of Babembé

and Bavira. We pulled six hours to a rocky islet, with two rocks covered

with trees on its western side. The Babembé are said to be dangerous, on

account of having been slaughtered by the Malongwana. The Lat. of these

islands is 3° 41' S.

_9th December, 1871._--Leave New York Herald Islet and go S. to Lubumba

Cape. The people now are the Basansas along the coast. Some men here

were drunk and troublesome: we gave them a present and left them about

4-1/2 in afternoon and went to an islet at the north end in about three

hours, good pulling, and afterwards in eight hours to the eastern shore;

this makes the Lake, say, 28 or 30 miles broad. We coasted along to

Mokungos and rested.

_10th December, 1871._--Kisessa is chief of all the islet Mozima. His

son was maltreated at Ujiji and died in consequence; this stopped the

dura trade, and we were not assaulted because not Malongwana.

_11th December, 1871._--Leave Mokungo at 6 A.M. and coast along 6-1/2

hours to Sazzi.

_12th December, 1871._--Mr. Stanley ill with fever. Off, and after three

hours, stop at Masambo village.

_13th December, 1871._--Mr. Stanley better. Go on to Ujiji. Mr. Stanley

received a letter from Consul Webb (American) of 11th June last, and

telegrams from Aden up to 29th April.

_14th December, 1871._--Many people off to fight Mirambo at Unyanyembé:

their wives promenade and weave green leaves for victory.

_15th December, 1871._--At Ujiji. Getting ready to march east for my

goods.

_16th December, 1871._--Engage paddlers to Tongwé and a guide.

_17th December, 1871._--S. _18th._--Writing. _19th-20th._--Still

writing despatches. Packed up the large tin box with Manyuema swords and

spear heads, for transmission home by Mr. Stanley. Two chronometers and two

watches--anklets of Nzigé and of Manyuema. Leave with Mohamad bin Saleh

a box with books, shirts, paper, &c.; also large and small beads, tea,

coffee and sugar.

_21st December, 1871._--Heavy rains for planting now.

_22nd December, 1871._--Stanley ill of fever.

_23rd December, 1871._--Do. very ill. Rainy and uncomfortable.

_24th December, 1871._--S. _25th.--Christmas_. I leave here one bag of

beads in a skin, 2 bags of Sungo mazi 746 and 756 blue. Gardner's bag of

beads, soap 2 bars in 3 boxes (wood). 1st, tea and matunda; 2nd, wooden

box, paper and shirts; 3rd, iron box, shoes, quinine, 1 bag of coffee,

sextant stand, one long wooden box empty. These are left with Mohamad

bin Saleh at Ujiji, Christmas Day, 1871. Two bags of beads are already

here and table cloths.

_26th December, 1871._--Had but a sorry Christmas yesterday.

_27th December, 1871.--Mem_. To send Moenyegheré some coffee and tell

his wishes to Masudi.

_27th December, 1871._--Left Ujiji 9 A.M., and crossed goats, donkeys,

and men over Luiché. Sleep at the Malagarasi.

_29th December, 1871._--Crossed over the broad bay of the Malagarasi to

Kagonga and sleep.

_30th December, 1871._--Pass Viga Point, red sandstone, and cross the

bay of the River Lugufu and Nkala village, and transport the people and

goats: sleep.

_31st December, 1871._--Send for beans, as there are no provisions in

front of this. Brown water of the Lugufu bent away north: the high wind

is S.W. and W. Having provisions we went round Munkalu Point. The water

is slightly discoloured for a mile south of it, but brown water is seen

on the north side of bay bent north by a current.

_1st January, 1872._--May the Almighty help me to finish my work this

year for Christ's sake! We slept in Mosehezi Bay. I was storm-stayed in

Kifwé Bay, which is very beautiful--still as a millpond. We found 12 or

13 hippopotami near a high bank, but did not kill any, for our balls are

not hardened. It is high rocky tree-covered shore, with rocks bent and

twisted wonderfully; large slices are worn off the land with hillsides

clad with robes of living green, yet very, very steep.

_2nd January, 1872._--A very broad Belt of large tussocks of reeds lines

the shore near Mount Kibanga or Boumba. We had to coast along to the

south. Saw a village nearly afloat, the people having there taken refuge

from their enemies. There are many hippopotami and crocodiles in

Tanganyika. A river 30 yards wide, the Kibanga, flows in strongly. We

encamped on an open space on a knoll and put up flags to guide our land

party to us.

_3rd January, 1872._--We send off to buy food. Mr. Stanley shot a fat

zebra, its meat was very good.

_4th January, 1872._--The Ujijians left last night with their canoes. I

gave them 14 fundos of beads to buy food on the way. We are now waiting

for our land party. I gave headmen here at Burimba 2 dotis and a

Kitamba. Men arrived yesterday or 4-1/2 days from the Lugufu.

_5th January, 1872._--Mr. Stanley is ill of fever. I am engaged in

copying notes into my journal. All men and goats arrived safely.

_6th January, 1872._--Mr. Stanley better, and we prepare to go.

_7th January, 1872._--Mr. Stanley shot a buffalo at the end of our first

march up. East and across the hills. The River Luajeré is in front. We

spend the night at the carcase of the buffalo.

_8th January, 1872._--We crossed the river, which is 30 yards wide and

rapid. It is now knee and waist deep. The country is rich and beautiful,

hilly and tree-covered, reddish soil, and game abundant.

_9th January, 1872._--Rainy, but we went on E. and N.N.E. through a

shut-in valley to an opening full of all kinds of game. Buffalo cows

have calves now: one was wounded. Rain came down abundantly.

_10th January, 1872._--Across a very lovely green country of open forest

all fresh, and like an English gentleman's park. Game plentiful.

Tree-covered mountains right and left, and much brown hæmatite on the

levels. Course E. A range of mountains appears about three miles off on

our right.

_11th January, 1872._--Off through open forest for three hours east,

then cook, and go on east another three hours, over very rough rocky,

hilly country. River Mtambahu.

_12th January, 1872._--Off early, and pouring rain came down; as we

advance the country is undulating. We cross a rivulet 15 yards wide

going north, and at another of 3 yards came to a halt; all wet and

uncomfortable.

The people pick up many mushrooms and manendinga roots, like turnips.

There are buffaloes near us in great numbers.

_13th January, 1872._--Fine morning. Went through an undulating hilly

country clothed with upland trees for three hours, then breakfast in an

open glade, with bottom of rocks of brown hæmatite, and a hole with

rain-water in it. We are over 1000 feet higher than Tanganyika. It

became cloudy, and we finished our march in a pouring rain, at a rivulet

thickly clad with aquatic trees on banks. Course E.S.E.

_14th January, 1872._--Another fine morning, but miserably wet

afternoon. We went almost 4' E.S.E., and crossed a strong rivulet 8 or

10 yards wide: then on and up to a ridge and along the top of it, going

about south. We had breakfast on the edge of the plateau, looking down

into a broad lovely valley. We now descended, and saw many reddish

monkeys, which made a loud outcry: there was much game, but scattered,

and we got none. Miserably wet crossing another stream, then up a valley

to see a deserted Boma or fenced village.

_15th January, 1872._--Along a valley with high mountains on each hand,

then up over that range on our left or south. At the top some lions

roared. We then went on on high land, and saw many hartebeests and

zebra, but did not get one, though a buffalo was knocked over. We

crossed a rivulet, and away over beautiful and undulating hills and

vales, covered with many trees and jambros fruit. Sleep at a running

rill.

_16th January, 1872._--A very cold night after long-continued and heavy

rain. Our camp was among brakens. Went E. and by S. along the high land,

then we saw a village down in a deep valley into which we descended.

Then up another ridge in a valley and along to a village well

cultivated--up again 700 feet at least, and down to Meréra's village,

hid in a mountainous nook, about 140 huts with doors on one side. The

valleys present a lovely scene of industry, all the people being eagerly

engaged in weeding and hoeing to take advantage of the abundant rains

which have drenched us every afternoon.

_17th January, 1872._--We remain at Meréra's to buy food for our men

and ourselves.

_18th January, 1872._--March, but the Mirongosi wandered and led us

round about instead of S.S.E. We came near some tree-covered hills, and

a river Monya Mazi--Mtamba River in front. I have very sore feet from

bad shoes.

_19th January, 1872._--Went about S.E. for four hours, and crossed the

Mbamba River and passed through open forest. There is a large rock in

the river, and hills thickly tree-covered, 2' East and West, down a

steep descent and camp. Came down River Mpokwa over rough country with

sore feet, to ruins of a village Basivira and sleep. _21st._--Rest.

_22nd._--Rest. Mr. Stanley shot two zebras yesterday, and a she giraffe

to-day, the meat of the giraffe was 1000 lbs. weight, the two zebras

about 800 lbs.

_23rd January, 1872._--Rest. Mr. Stanley has fever. _24th._--Ditto.

_25th_.--Stanley ill. _26th_.--Stanley better and off.

_26th January, 1872._--Through low hills N.E. and among bamboos to open

forest--on in undulating bushy tract to a river with two rounded hills

east, one having three mushroom-shaped trees on it.

_27th January, 1872._--On across long land waves and the only bamboos

east of Mpokwa Rill to breakfast. In going on a swarm of bees attacked a

donkey Mr. Stanley bought for me, and instead of galloping off, as did

the other, the fool of a beast rolled down, and over and over. I did the

same, then ran, dashed into a bush like an ostrich pursued, then ran

whisking a bush round my head. They gave me a sore head and face, before

I got rid of the angry insects: I never saw men attacked before: the

donkey was completely knocked up by the stings on head, face, and lips,

and died in two days, in consequence. We slept in the stockade of

Misonghi.

_28th January, 1872._--We crossed the river and then away E. to near a

hill. Crossed two rivers, broad and marshy, and deep with elephants

plunging. Rain almost daily, but less in amount now. Bombay says his

greatest desire is to visit Speke's grave ere he dies: he has a square

head with the top depressed in the centre.

_29th January, 1872._--We ascended a ridge, the edge of a flat basin

with ledges of dark brown sandstone, the brim of ponds in which were

deposited great masses of brown hæmatite, disintegrated into gravel,

flat open forest with short grass. We crossed a rill of light-coloured

water three times and reached a village. After this in 1-1/2 hour we

came to Meréra's.

_30th January, 1872._--At Meréra's, the second of the name. Much rain

and very heavy; food abundant. Baniayamwezi and Yukonongo people here.

_31st January, 1872._--Through scraggy bush, then open forest with short

grass, over a broad rill and on good path to village Mwaro; chief

Kamirambo.

_1st February, 1872._--We met a caravan of Syde bin Habib's people

yesterday who reported that Mirambo has offered to repay all the goods

he has robbed the Arabs of, all the ivory, powder, blood, &c., but his

offer was rejected. The country all around is devastated, and Arab force

is at Simba's. Mr. Stanley's man Shaw is dead. There is very great

mortality by small-pox amongst the Arabs and at the coast. We went over

flat upland forest, open and bushy, then down a deep descent and along

N.E. to a large tree at a deserted stockade.

_2nd February, 1872._--Away over ridges of cultivation and elephant's

footsteps. Cultivators all swept away by Basavira. Very many elephants

feed here. We lost our trail and sent men to seek it, then came to the

camp in the forest. Lunched at rill running into Ngombé Nullah.

Ukamba is the name of the Tsetse fly here.

_3rd February, 1872._--Mr. Stanley has severe fever, with great pains in

the back and loins: an emetic helped him a little, but resin of jalap

would have cured him quickly. Rainy all day.

_4th February, 1872._--Mr. Stanley so ill that we carried him in a cot

across flat forest and land covered with short grass for three hours,

about north-east, and at last found a path, which was a great help. As

soon as the men got under cover continued rains began. There is a camp

of Malongwana here.

_5th February, 1872._--Off at 6 A.M. Mr. Stanley a little better, but

still carried across same level forest; we pass water in pools, and one

in hæmatite. Saw a black rhinoceros, and come near people.

_6th February, 1872._--Drizzly morning, but we went on, and in two hours

got drenched with cold N.W. rain: the paths full of water we splashed

along to our camp in a wood. Met a party of native traders going to

Mwara.

_7th February, 1872._--Along level plains, and clumps of forest, and

hollows filled at present with water, about N.E., to a large pool of

Ngombé Nullah. Send off two men to Unyanyembé for letters and medicine.

_8th February, 1872._--Removed from the large pool of the nullah, about

an hour north, to where game abounds. Saw giraffes and zebras on our

way. The nullah is covered with lotus-plants, and swarms with

crocodiles.

_9th February, 1872._--Remained for game, but we were unsuccessful. An

eland was shot by Mr. Stanley, but it was lost. Departed at 2 P.M., and

reached Manyara, a kind old chief. The country is flat, and covered with

detached masses of forest, with open glades and flats.

_10th February, 1872._--Leave Manyara and pass along the same park-like

country, with but little water. The rain sinks into the sandy soil at

once, and the collection is seldom seen. After a hard tramp we came to a

pool by a sycamore-tree, 28 feet 9 inches in circumference, with broad

fruit-laden branches. Ziwané.

_11th February, 1872._--Rain nearly all night. Scarcely a day has

passed without rain and thunder since we left Tanganyika Across a flat

forest again, meeting a caravan for Ujiji. The grass is three feet high,

and in seed. Reach Chikuru, a stockaded village, with dura plantations

around it and pools of rain-water.

_12th February, 1872._--Rest.

_13th February, 1872._--Leave Chikuru, and wade across an open flat with

much standing-water. They plant rice on the wet land round the villages.

Our path lies through an open forest, where many trees are killed for

the sake of the bark, which is used as cloth, and for roofing and beds.

Mr. Stanley has severe fever.

_14th February, 1872._--Across the same flat open forest, with scraggy

trees and grass three feet long in tufts. Came to a Boma. N.E. Gunda.

_15th February, 1872._--Over the same kind of country, where the water

was stagnant, to camp in the forest.

_16th February, 1872._--Camp near Kigando, in a rolling country with

granite knolls.

_17th February, 1872._--Over a country, chiefly level, with stagnant

water; rounded hills were seen. Cross a rain torrent and encamp in a new

Boma, Magonda.

_18th February, 1872._--Go through low tree-covered hills of granite,

with blocks of rock sticking out: much land cultivated, and many

villages. The country now opens out and we come to the Tembé,[16] in the

midst of many straggling villages. Unyanyembé. Thanks to the Almighty.

FOOTNOTES:

[14] The reader will best judge of the success of the experiment by

looking at a specimen of the writing. An old sheet of the _Standard_

newspaper, made into rough copy-books, sufficed for paper in the

absence of all other material, and by writing across the print no

doubt the notes were tolerably legible at the time. The colour of the

decoction used instead of ink has faded so much that if Dr.

Livingstone's handwriting had not at all times been beautifully clear

and distinct it would have been impossible to decipher this part of

his diary.--Ed.

[15] Thus the question of the Lusizé was settled at once: the previous

notion of its outflow to the north proved a myth.--ED.

[16] Tembé, a flat-roofed Arab house.

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