Chapter XIII

Fresh Troubles

At last Fort Bodo was reached and there fortunately Stanley found all

well and hoped that troubles were at an end. In the eight months of his

absence he expected that Emin Pasha would certainly be ready to take his

departure, and that the united company could enter upon its journey to

the coast without delay. He impatiently waited daily news from the

Pasha, for he must certainly be in camp by the lake with his people in

the neighborhood of the storehouse which he had engaged to erect. At

last a messenger came from Kavalli and Stanley learned what we have

already learned. The news occasioned him bitter disappointment and a

feeling of dread. The letter read:

Dufile, 6. 11. 88

Dear Sir,--I have been held a prisoner here since August. We knew as

soon as the Mahdists arrived and captured the station of Redjaf that

we should be attacked one day or another, and there seemed to be

little hope that we should escape. Jephson, who has been of great

assistance to me in all my difficulties, will inform you what has been

done here and will also give you valuable advice in case you decide to

come here as the people wish. Should you come, you will greatly oblige

me if you will take measures for the safety of my little girl, for I

am very anxious about her. Should you, on the other hand, decide not

to come, then I can only wish you a safe and happy return home. I beg

you to convey to your officers and men my hearty thanks and my most

cordial gratitude to all those in England by whose generosity the

expedition was sent out.

Believe me, dear sir,

Your most devoted,

Dr. Emin

Thus Emin was in the power of his barbarous inferiors, who, if they felt

so disposed, could end his life any moment. But the province was in

danger of being overrun by the swarms of Mahdists, and in that case

there would be no alternative for man, woman, or child, but death or

slavery. The efforts of the relief expedition had been wasted for a

year, a very hell of torment had been endured, and hundreds of lives had

been sacrificed, only at last to hasten the doom of Emin, for there is

no doubt that the arrival of Stanley with his tattered, hungry people

kindled the torch of revolt. The people of the Equatorial Provinces

would not leave their country and exchange its comfort for poverty and

wretchedness, and deaf to every protest of reason imprisoned their

governor, who they believed would take them to strange countries, sell

them as slaves, and forsake them. Fortunately Jephson reached the camp

and Stanley learned from his own mouth what had transpired. He described

the dissensions and insubordination of the Soudanese officers which made

it impossible to organize any defence against the enemy approaching from

the north.

Stanley was indignant at the condition of affairs. "As they will not go

they can stay and perish. But how can we save the Pasha?"

"The Pasha would come to us if there were nothing to hinder," said

Jephson, "but he will not be rescued alone. These people have deceived

him, imprisoned him, and treated him shamefully, and yet he will not be

induced to forsake them when it means their certain destruction."

"That is bad," said Stanley. "We shall have to carry him off by force."

The situation was a doubtful one. Stanley could not wait any longer at

his camp on the shore of the lake, for he was in a country destitute of

supplies and he was constantly exposed to danger from the hostile people

in his vicinity. At last he succeeded in getting Emin with some of his

most faithful officers to come to the camp and after endless

discussions, deliberations, and protests, the tenth of April, 1889, was

fixed upon for the march to the coast. Those of the Soudanese who would

not join them within two months must take the consequences. Emin gave up

with a sad heart. Over and over he declared he could not leave his

people. The indifferent manner with which Stanley imposed his will

grieved the man whom the negroes rightly designated as "father and

mother of their country." At last he had to yield. Of all his people

only six hundred were in camp at the right time and saved from the

dreadful cruelty of the Mahdi.

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