A BOAT-EXCURSION INTO THE CONGO.

Our skipper's instructions were to the effect that he was, in the first

instance, to report himself to the governor of Sierra Leone; and it was

to that port, therefore, that we now made the best of our way.

The breeze with which we started carried us handsomely down channel and

half-way across the Bay of Biscay, and the ship proving to be a regular

flyer, everybody, from the skipper downwards, was in the very best of

spirits. Then came a change, the wind backing out from south-west with

squally weather which placed us at once upon a taut bowline; and

simultaneously with this change of weather a most disagreeable discovery

was made, namely, that the _Daphne_ was an exceedingly crank ship.

However, we accomplished the passage in a little over three weeks; and

after remaining at Sierra Leone for a few hours only, proceeded for the

mouth of the Congo, off which we expected to fall in with the _Fawn_,

which ship we had been sent out to relieve. Proceeding under easy

canvas, in the hope of picking up a prize by the way--in which hope, so

however, we were disappointed--we reached our destination in twenty-

three days from Sierra Leone; sighting the _Fawn_ at daybreak and

closing with her an hour afterwards. Her skipper came on board the

_Daphne_ and remained to breakfast with Captain Vernon, whom--our

skipper being a total stranger to the coast--he posted up pretty

thoroughly in the current news, as well as such of the "dodges" of the

slavers as he had happened to have picked up. He said that at the

moment there were no ships in the river, but that intelligence--whether

trustworthy or no, however, he could not state--had reached him of the

daily-expected arrival of three ships from Cuba. He also confirmed a

very extraordinary story which had been told our skipper by the governor

of Sierra Leone, to the effect that large cargoes of slaves, known to

have been collected on shore up the river, awaiting the arrival of the

slavers, had from time to time disappeared in a most mysterious manner,

at times when, as far as could be ascertained, no craft but men-o'-war

were anywhere near the neighbourhood. At noon the _Fawn_ filled away

and bore up for Jamaica--whither she was to proceed preparatory to

returning home to be paid off--her crew manning the rigging and giving

us a parting cheer as she did so; and two hours later her royals dipped

below the horizon, and we were left alone in our glory.

On parting from the _Fawn_ we filled away again upon the starboard tack,

the wind being off the shore, and at noon brought the ship to an anchor

in nine fathoms of water off Padron Point (the projecting headland on

the southern side of the river's mouth) at a distance of two miles only

from the shore. The order was then given for the men to go to dinner as

soon as that meal could be got ready; it being understood that,

notwithstanding the _Fawn's_ assurance as to there being no ships in the

river, our skipper intended to satisfy himself of that fact by actual

examination. Moreover, the deserted state of the river afforded us an

excellent opportunity for making an unmolested exploration of it--making

its acquaintance, so to speak, in order that at any future time, if

occasion should arise, we might be able to make a dash into it without

feeling that we were doing so absolutely blindfold.

At 1:30 p.m. the gig was piped away; Mr Austin being in charge, with me

for an _aide_, all hands being fully armed.

The wind had by this time died away to a dead calm; the sun was blazing

down upon us as if determined to roast us as we sat; and we had a long

pull before us, for although the ship lay only two miles from the shore,

we had to round a low spit, called, as Mr Austin informed me, Shark

Point, six miles away, in a north-easterly direction, before we could be

said to be fairly in the river.

For this point, then, away we stretched, the perspiration streaming from

the men at every pore. Fortunately the tide had begun to make before we

started, and it was therefore in our favour. We had a sounding-line

with us, which we used at frequent intervals; and by its aid we

ascertained that at a distance of one mile from the shore the shallowest

water between the ship and Shark Point was about three and a half

fathoms at low water. This was at a spot distant some three and a half

miles from the point. Half a mile further on we suddenly deepened our

water to forty-five fathoms; and at a distance of only a quarter of a

mile from the point as we rounded it, the lead gave us fifteen fathoms,

shortly afterwards shoaling to six fathoms, which depth was steadily

maintained for a distance of eight miles up the river, the extent of our

exploration on this occasion. On our return journey we kept a little

further off the shore, and found a corresponding increase in the depth

of water; a result which fully satisfied us that we need have no

hesitation about taking the _Daphne_ inside should it at any time seem

desirable so to do.

Immediately abreast of Shark Point is an extensive creek named Banana

Creek; and hereabouts the river is fully six miles wide. On making out

the mouth of this creek it was our first intention to have explored it;

but on rounding the point and fairly entering the river, we made out so

many snug, likely-looking openings on the southern side that we

determined to confine our attention to that side first.

In the first place, immediately on rounding Shark Point we discovered a

bay at the back of it, roughly triangular in shape, about four miles

broad across the base, and perhaps three miles deep from base to apex.

At the further end of the base of this triangular bay we descried the

mouth of the creek; and at the apex or bottom of the bay, another. The

latter of these we examined first, making the discovery that the mouth

or opening gave access to _three_ creeks instead of one; they were all,

however, too shallow to admit anything drawing over ten feet, even at

high-water; and the land adjoining was also so low and the bush so

stunted--consisting almost exclusively of mangroves--that only a partial

concealment could have been effected unless a ship's upper spars were

struck for the occasion. A low-rigged vessel, such as a felucca, would

indeed find complete shelter in either of the two westernmost creeks--

the easternmost had only three feet of water in it when we visited it;

but the shores on either side consisted only of a brownish-grey fetid

mud, of a consistency little thicker than pea-soup; and the facilities

for embarking slaves were so utterly wanting that we felt sure we need

not trouble ourselves at any future time about either of these creeks.

The other creek, that which I have described as situated at the further

end of the base of the triangle forming the bay, was undoubtedly more

promising; though, like the others, it could only receive craft of small

tonnage, having a little bar of its own across its mouth, on which at

half-tide, which was about the time of our visit, there was only seven

feet of water. Its banks, however, were tolerably firm and solid; the

jungle was thicker and higher; though little more than a cable's length

wide at its mouth, it was nearly a mile in width a little further in;

and branching off from it, right and left, there were three or four

other snug-looking little creeks, wherein a ship of light draught might

lie as comfortably as if in dry-dock, and wherein, by simply sending

down topgallant-masts, she would be perfectly concealed. Mr Austin

would greatly have liked to land here and explore the bush a bit on each

side of the creek; but our mission just then was to make a rough survey

of the river rather than of its banks, so we reluctantly made our way

back once more to the broad rolling river.

A pull of a couple of miles close along the shore brought us to the

entrance of another creek, which for a length of two miles averaged

quite half a mile wide, when it took a sharp bend to the right, or in a

southerly direction, and at the same time narrowed down to less than a

quarter of a mile in width. For the first two miles we had plenty of

water, that is to say, there was never less than five fathoms under our

keel; but with the narrowing of the creek it shoaled rapidly, so that by

the time we had gone another mile we found ourselves in a stream about a

hundred yards wide and only six feet deep. The mangrove-swamp, however,

had ceased; and the grassy banks, shelving gently down to the water on

each side, ended in a narrow strip of reddish sandy beach. The bush

here was very dense and the vegetation extremely varied, whilst the

foliage seemed to embrace literally all the colours of the rainbow.

Greens of course predominated, but they were of every conceivable shade,

from the pale delicate tint of the young budding leaf to an olive which

was almost black. Then there was the ruddy bronze of leaves which

appeared just ready to fall; and thickly interspersed among the greens

were large bushes with long lance-shaped leaves of a beautifully

delicate ashen-grey tint; others glowed in a rich mass of flaming

scarlet; whilst others again had a leaf thickly covered with short white

sheeny satin-like fur--I cannot otherwise describe it--which gleamed and

flashed in the sun-rays as though the leaves were of polished silver.

Some of the trees were thickly covered with blossoms exquisite both in

form and colour; while as to the passion-plant and other flowering

creepers, they were here, there, and everywhere in such countless

varieties as would have sent a botanist into the seventh heaven of

delight.

That this vast extent of jungle was not tenantless we had frequent

assurance in the sudden sharp cracking of twigs and branches, as well as

other more distant and more mysterious sounds; an occasional glimpse of

a monkey was caught high aloft in the gently swaying branches of some

forest giant; and birds of gorgeous plumage but more or less discordant

cries constantly flitted from bough to bough, or swept in rapid flight

across the stream.

We were so enchanted with the beauty of this secluded creek that though

the time was flitting rapidly away Mr Austin could not resist the

temptation to push a little further on, notwithstanding the fact that we

had already penetrated higher than a ship, even of small tonnage, could

possibly reach; and the men, nothing loath, accordingly paddled gently

ahead for another mile. At this point we discovered that the tide was

met and stopped by a stream of thick muddy fresh water; the creek or

river, whichever you choose to call it, had narrowed in until it was

only about a hundred feet across; and the water had shoaled to four

feet. The trees in many places grew right down to the water's edge; the

roots of some, indeed, were actually covered, and here and there the

more lofty ones, leaning over the stream on either side, mingled their

foliage overhead and formed a leafy arch, completely excluding the sun's

rays and throwing that part of the river which they overarched into a

deep green twilight shadow to which the eye had to become accustomed

before it was possible to see anything. A hundred yards ahead of us

there was a long continuous _tunnel_ formed in this way; and, on

entering it, the men with one accord rested on their oars and allowed

the boat to glide onward by her own momentum, whilst they looked around

them, lost in wonder and admiration.

As we shot into this watery lane, and the roll of the oars in the

rowlocks ceased, the silence became profound, almost oppressively so,

marked and emphasised as it was by the lap and gurgle of the water

against the boat's planking. Not a bird was here to be seen; not even

an insect--except the mosquitoes, by the by, which soon began to swarm

round us in numbers amply sufficient to atone for the absence of all

other life. But the picture presented to our view by the long avenue of

variegated foliage, looped and festooned in every direction with flowery

creepers loaded with blooms of the most gorgeous hues; and the deep

green--almost black--shadows, contrasted here and there with long arrowy

shafts of greenish light glancing down through invisible openings in the

leafy arch above, and lighting up into prominence some feathery spray or

drooping flowery wreath, was enchantingly beautiful.

We were all sitting motionless and silent, wrapped in admiration of the

enchanting scene, all the more enchanting, perhaps, to us from its

striking contrast to the long monotony of sea and sky only upon which

our eyes had so lately rested, when a slight, sharp, crackling sound--

proceeding from apparently but a short distance off in the bush on our

port bow--arrested our attention. The boat had by this time lost her

way, and the men, abruptly roused from their trance of wondering

admiration, were about once more to dip their oars in the water when Mr

Austin's uplifted hand arrested them.

The sounds continued at intervals; and presently, without so much as the

rustling of a bough to prepare us for the apparition, a magnificent

antelope emerged from the bush about fifty yards away, and stepped

daintily down into the water. His quick eye detected in an instant the

unwonted presence of our boat and ourselves, and instead of bowing his

head at once to drink, as had evidently been his first intention, he

stood motionless as a statue, gazing wonderingly at us. He was a superb

creature, standing as high at the shoulders as a cow, with a smooth,

glossy hide of a very light chocolate colour--except along the belly and

on the inner side of the thighs, where the hair was milk-white--and

long, sharp, gracefully curving horns. We were so close to him that we

could even distinguish the greenish lambent gleam of his eyes.

Mr Austin very cautiously reached out his hand for a musket which lay

on the thwart beside him, and had almost grasped it, when--in the

millionth part of a second, as it seemed to me, so rapid was it--there

was a flashing swirl of water directly in front of the deer, and before

the startled creature had time to make so much as a single movement to

save itself, an immense alligator had seized it by a foreleg and was

tug-tugging at it in an endeavour to drag it into deep water. The deer,

however, though taken by surprise and at a disadvantage, was evidently

determined not to yield without a struggle, and, lowering his head, he

made lunge after lunge at his antagonist with the long, sharply-pointed

horns which had so excited my admiration, holding bravely back with his

three disengaged legs the while.

"Give way, men," shouted Mr Austin in a voice which made the leafy

archway ring again. "Steer straight for the crocodile, Tom; plump the

boat right on him; and, bow-oar, lay in and stand by to prod the fellow

with your boat-hook. Drive it into him under the arm-pit if you can;

that, I believe, is his most vulnerable part."

Animated by the first lieutenant's evident excitement, the men dashed

their oars into the water, and, with a tug which made the stout ash

staves buckle like fishing-rods, sent the boat forward with a rush.

The alligator--or crocodile, whichever he happened to be--was, however,

in the meantime, getting the best of the struggle, dragging the antelope

steadily ahead into deeper water every instant, in spite of the

beautiful creature's desperate resistance. We were only a few seconds

in reaching the scene of the conflict, yet during that brief period the

buck had been dragged forward until the water was up to his belly.

"Hold water! back hard of all!" cried Mr Austin, standing up in the

stern-sheets, musket in hand, as we ranged up alongside the frantic

deer. "Now give it him with your boat-hook; drive it well home into

him. That's your sort, Ben; another like that, and he _must_ let go.

Well struck! now another--"

Bang!

The crocodile had suddenly released his hold upon the antelope; and the

creature no sooner felt itself free than it wheeled round, and, on three

legs--the fourth was broken above the knee-joint, or probably _bitten_

in two--made a gallant dash for the shore. But our first lieutenant was

quite prepared for such a movement, had anticipated it, in fact, and the

buck had barely emerged from the water when he was cleverly dropped by a

bullet from Mr Austin's musket. The boat was thereupon promptly

beached, the buck's throat cut, and the carcass stowed away in the

stern-sheets, which it pretty completely filled. We were just about to

shove off again when the first lieutenant caught sight of a banana-tree,

with the fruit just in right condition for cutting; so we added to our

spoils three huge bunches of bananas, each as much as a man could

conveniently carry.

The deepening shadows now warned us that the sun was sinking low; so we

shoved off and made the best of our way back to the river. When we

reached it we found that there was a small drain of the flood-tide still

making, and, the land-breeze not yet having sprung up, Mr Austin

determined to push yet a little higher up the river. The boat's head

was accordingly pointed to the eastward, and, four miles further on, we

hit upon another opening, into which we at once made our way.

We had no sooner entered this creek, however, than we found that, like

the first we had visited, it forked into two, one branch of which

trended to the south-west and the other in a south-easterly direction.

We chose the latter, and soon found ourselves pulling along a channel

very similar to the last one we had explored, except that, in the

present instance, the first of a chain of hills, stretching away to the

eastward, lay at no great distance ahead of us. A pull of a couple of

miles brought us to a bend in the stream; and in a few minutes

afterwards we found ourselves sweeping along close to the base of the

hills, in a channel about a quarter of a mile wide and with from three

to four and a half fathoms of water under us. Twenty minutes later the

channel again divided, one branch continuing on in an easterly

direction, whilst the other--which varied from a half to three-quarters

of a mile in width--branched off abruptly to the northward and westward.

Mr Austin chose this channel, suspecting that it would lead into the

river again, a suspicion which another quarter of an hour proved

correct.

The sun was by this time within half an hour of setting, and Shark

Point--or rather the tops of the mangroves growing upon it--lay

stretched along the horizon a good eleven miles off, so it was high time

to see about returning. But the tide had by this time turned and was

running out pretty strongly in mid-channel; the land-breeze also had

sprung up, and, though where we were, close inshore, we did not feel

very much of it, was swaying the tops of the more lofty trees in a way

which I am sure must have gladdened the hearts of the boat's crew; so

the oars were laid in, the mast stepped, and the lug hoisted, and in

another ten minutes we were bowling down stream--what with the current

and the breeze, both of which we got in their full strength as soon as

we had hauled a little further out from the bank--at the rate of a good

honest ten knots per hour.

The sun went down in a bewildering blaze of purple and crimson and gold

when we were within five miles of Shark Point; and, ten minutes

afterwards, night--the glorious night of the tropics--was upon us in all

its loveliness. The heavens were destitute of cloud--save a low bank

down on the western horizon--and the soft velvety blue-black of the sky

was literally powdered with countless millions of glittering gems. I do

not remember that I ever before or since saw so many of the smaller

stars; and as for the larger stars and the planets, they shone down upon

us with an effulgence which caused them to be reflected in long

shimmering lines of golden light upon the turbid water.

Presently the boat's lug-sail, which spread above and before us like a

great blot of ghostly grey against the starlit sky, began perceptibly to

pale and brighten until it stood out clear and distinct, bathed in

richest primrose light, with the shadow of the mast drawn across it in

ebony-black. Striking the top of the sail first, the light swept

gradually down; and in less than a minute the whole of the boat, with

the crew and ourselves, were completely bathed in it. I looked behind

me to ascertain the cause of this sudden glorification, and, behold!

there was the moon sweeping magnificently into view above the distant

tree-tops, her full orb magnified to three or four times its usual

dimensions and painted a glorious ruddy orange by the haze which began

to rise from the bosom of the river. Under the magic effect of the

moonlight the noble river, with its background of trees and bush rising

dim and ghostly above the wreathing mist and its swift-flowing waters

shimmering in the golden radiance, presented a picture the dream-like

beauty of which words are wholly inadequate to describe. But I am

willing to confess that my admiration lost a great deal of its ardour

when Mr Austin informed me that the mist which imparted so subtle a

charm to the scene was but the forerunner of the deadly miasmatic fog

which makes the Congo so fatal a river to Europeans; and I was by no

means sorry when we found ourselves, three-quarters of an hour later,

once more in safety alongside the _Daphne_, having succeeded in making

good our escape before the pestilential fog overtook us. Our prizes,

the buck and the bananas, were cordially welcomed on board the old

barkie; the bananas being carefully suspended from the spanker-boom to

ripen at their leisure, whilst the buck was handed over to the butcher

to be operated upon forthwith, so far at least as the flaying was

concerned; and on the morrow all hands, fore and aft, enjoyed the

unwonted luxury of venison for dinner.

Mr Austin having duly reported to Captain Vernon that the river was

just then free of shipping, we hove up the anchor that same evening, at

the end of the second dog-watch, and stood off from the land all night

under easy canvas.

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