CHAPTER XVI.

THE CORPSE BORNE TO ENGLAND AND LAID IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.

The Body of Dr. Livingstone Borne to Unyanyembe by his Attendants, and

thence to Zanzibar -- The British Consul-General sends it, with the

Doctor’s Papers, Books, etc., to England -- Arrival at Southampton,

and at London -- The People Vie in Tributes of Respect -- The Funeral

-- The Grave in Westminster Abbey.

[Illustration: LIVINGSTONE ENDING HIS LAST MARCH AT ILALA.]

From the point where Dr. Livingstone died to Unyanyembe was a distance

of upward of one thousand miles; this the Doctor’s faithful attendants

traversed with his remains, frequently having to diverge materially from

the road to circumvent hostile demonstrations of parties of natives. Six

toilsome months were consumed in the journey, and the month of November

had opened ere they reached Unyanyembe. Thence, after a pause, they bore

their precious burden to Zanzibar, where they arrived in February, 1874,

and delivered the corpse and the Doctor’s personal effects (including

his Diary, papers, etc.) into the custody of the British Consul-General,

who immediately shipped them, in care of Mr. Arthur Laing, for England.

Among those who accompanied the body was Jacob Wainwright, Dr.

Livingstone’s body-servant. At Aden, the steamer _Malwa_, which had been

sent out by the British Government, met them, and the party were

transferred to her.

On the 15th of April, the _Malwa_ arrived at Southampton, and at eleven

o’clock landed the party, with the corpse, at the Royal Pier, in the

presence of a vast concourse of people, estimated at upward of fifty

thousand, business having been suspended, and all classes of the people

having come to testify their respect for the illustrious dead. The Mayor

formally received the remains, and they were borne to the railway

station, accompanied by the assembled thousands, while minute guns were

fired and the bells tolled. The scene was very impressive. The remains

were thence carried to London by rail, and, arriving there at three

o’clock, P. M., were taken in charge by the Royal Geographical Society,

who had the coffin transferred to a hearse, and taken to their rooms,

followed by a numerous line of carriages and a large number of persons

afoot. Here the corpse was viewed by Sir William Ferguson in the

presence of Drs. Kirk and Loudon, Rev. Dr. Moffat and others, the object

being to identify the remains and to remove all possibility of cavil as

to their being those of Dr. Livingstone. The result can best be told in

Sir William Ferguson’s own words, and hence we insert his letter to _The

London Lancet_:

[Illustration: JACOB WAINWRIGHT WITH DR. LIVINGSTONE’S REMAINS AT ADEN.]

“Within the last few months, many have hesitated to believe that

Livingstone was dead. Above all, it seemed beyond ordinary probability

that his remains would have been brought from Central Africa to the

heart of London. That a body was on its way from this all but mythical

region could hardly be doubted after the examination at Zanzibar of the

remains, but many were skeptical as to this dead frame being that of

Livingstone. Happily it was borne in mind by many old friends that he

had one condition of body which would mark the identification of his

remains, even if years and years had elapsed. If it should be proved on

anatomical examination that the remains of an old ununited fracture in

his left humerus (arm bone) could be recognized, all doubt on the

subject would be settled at once and for ever. It has fallen to my lot

to have the honor of being selected to make the crucial examination to

this end, and I have accordingly performed that duty. From what I have

seen I am much impressed with the ingenious manner in which those who

have contrived to secure that the body should be carried through the

long distance from where Livingstone died, until it could reach a place

where transit was comparatively easy, accomplished their task. The lower

limbs were so severed from the trunk that the length of the bulk of

package was reduced to a little over four feet. The soft tissues seem to

have been removed to a great extent from the bones, and these latter

were so disposed that, by doubling and otherwise, the shortening was

accomplished. The abdominal viscera were absent, and so were those of

the chest, including, of course, heart and lungs. There had been made a

large opening in front of the abdomen, and through that the native

operators had ingeniously contrived to remove the contents of the chest

as well as of the abdomen. The skin over the chest, sternum and ribs had

been untouched. Before these points were clearly ascertained some coarse

tapes had to be loosened, which set free some rough linen material--a

striped colored bit of cotton cloth, such as might have been an

attractive material for the natives among whom Livingstone traveled--a

coarse cotton shirt which doubtless belonged to the traveler’s scanty

wardrobe, and in particular a large portion of the bark of a tree, which

had formed the principal part of the package--the case thereof no doubt.

The skin of the trunk, from the pelvis to the crown of the head, had

been untouched. Everywhere was that shriveling which might have been

expected after salting, baking in the sun, and eleven months of time.

The features of the face could not be recognized. The hair on the scalp

was plentiful, and much longer than he wore it when last in England. A

moustache could not be recognized, but whiskers were in abundance. The

forehead was in shape such as we are familiar with from memory, and from

the pictures and busts now extant. The circumference of the cranium,

from the occiput to the brow, was 23⁷⁄₈ inches, which was recognized by

some present to be in accordance with the measurement when alive. In

particular, the arms attracted attention. They lay as if placed in

ordinary fashion, each down by the side. The skin and tissues under were

on each side shrunk almost to skeleton bulk, and at a glance to

practiced eyes--there were five, I may say six, professional men

present--the state of the left arm was such as to convince every one

present who had examined it during life, that the limb was

Livingstone’s. Exactly in the region of the attachment of the deltoid to

the humerus, there were the indications of an oblique fracture. On

moving the arm, there were the indications of the ununited fracture. A

closer investigation and dissection displayed the false joint which had

long ago been so well recognized by those who had examined the arm in

former days. The Rev. Dr. Moffat, and in particular Dr. Kirk, late of

Zanzibar, and Dr. Loudon, of Hamilton, in Scotland, at once recognized

the condition. Having myself been consulted regarding the state of the

limb when Livingstone was last in London, I was convinced that the

remains of the great traveler lay before us. Thousands of heads with a

like large circumference might have been under similar scrutiny; the

skeletons of hundreds of thousands might have been so; the humerus in

each might have been perfect; if one or both had been broken during life

it would have united again in such a manner that a tyro could easily

have detected the peculiarity. The condition of ununited fracture in

this locality is exceedingly rare. I say this from my personal

professional experience, and that such a specimen should have turned up

in London from the centre of Africa, excepting in the body of Dr.

Livingstone, where it was known by competent authorities to have

existed, is beyond human credibility. It must not be supposed by those

who are not professionally acquainted with this kind of lesion--which

often causes so much interest to the practical surgeon--that a fracture

and new joint of the kind now referred to could have been of recent date

or made for a purpose. There were in reality all the indications which

the experienced pathologist recognizes as infallible, such as the

attenuated condition of the two great fragments (common under such

circumstances), and the semblance of a new joint, but actually there

was a small fragment detached from the others which bore out

Livingstone’s own view that the bones had been ‘crushed into splinters.’

Having had ample opportunity of examining the arm during life, and

conversing with Livingstone on the subject, and being one of those who

entertained hopes that the last reports of Livingstone’s death might,

like others, prove false, I approached the examination with an anxious

feeling regarding this great and most peculiar crucial test. The first

glance at the left arm set my mind at rest, and that, with the further

examination, made me as positive as to the identity of these remains as

that there has been among us in modern times one of the greatest men of

the human race--David Livingstone.”

On Saturday, the 18th of April, all that was mortal of the great

missionary-explorer was consigned to its last resting-place in

Westminster Abbey. The funeral procession started at about ten o’clock

from the Rooms of the Royal Geographical Society, and was participated

in by an immense number of people of all ranks in life. The cortege

included the hearse and twelve mourning coaches, and the private

carriages of the Queen, the Prince of Wales, the German Ambassador,

Baroness Burdett-Coutts, Lady Franklin and many others. The pall-bearers

were Mr. Stanley, Jacob Wainwright, Sir Thomas Steele, W. C. Oswell, W.

F. Webb, Dr. Kirk, Rev. H. Waller, Mr. Young, Rev. F. Steele and Kalulu

(the African boy brought home by Stanley). Among the mourners, we may

note the Duke of Sutherland, Lord Houghton (the poet), the Duke of

Manchester, the Bishops of Lincoln and Sierra Leone, the Lord Mayor and

Corporation of London, Lord Shaftesbury (the philanthropist), Colonel

Grant (the explorer), Mr. Moran (the American Secretary of Legation),

Sir Bartle Frere, Sir H. Rawlinson, Sir Rutherford Alcock, Rev. Dr.

Moffat, Dr. Lyon Playfair, Lord Lawrence, Sir F. Buxton, Hon. Arthur

Kinnaird, Admiral Sir William Hall, Sherard Osborn, Codrington and

Ommaney, of the British Navy, besides deputations from the various

learned societies, and from Glasgow, Edinburgh and Hamilton, together

with other men of eminence too numerous to recapitulate. The procession

did not enter the Abbey till past one o’clock, and long before that hour

every available space in the vicinity of the grave was occupied, and

there were persons even in the clerestory.

“Five minutes past one, Dean Stanley, in his full robes, with a purple

cap on his head, and the red ribbon of the Order of the Bath, of which

he is chaplain, round his neck, is standing at the door of the west

nave, attended by the Sub-Dean and Canons, waiting for the body. Now we

see the procession slowly filing through the cloisters.

“First come the silver mace-bearers, then the choristers, then the

coffin, of brightly polished oak, in which the metal shells have been

enclosed. On the brass plate is the inscription,

DAVID LIVINGSTONE,

Born at Blantyre, Lanarkshire, Scotland,

19th March, 1813.

Died at Mullala, Central Africa,

4th May, 1873.

and the lid is covered with wreaths of white camellias and branches of

palm.”

The solemn and impressive service of the English Church was effectively

conducted by Dean Stanley, assisted by the Sub-Dean and Canons; it was

choral throughout. The entire effect was grand in its solemn intensity.

The grave is in the centre of the west part of the nave, in close

proximity to those of Telford and Stephenson, the engineers, Sir James

Outram and General Wade, the soldiers, and other men of eminence in

various lines of service. It is in a spot cheered with sunshine, and

during the funeral service it was illumined with a ray of sunlight

which, passing through the superb stained-glass memorial window erected

to the memory of Brunel, the engineer of the Thames Tunnel and the

Saltash Viaduct, had a fine effect. The grave is shallow, owing to the

fact that the soil is too sandy to admit of digging deep.

The words “Dust to dust, ashes to ashes” having been pronounced and the

service closed, the people dispersed slowly and with a solemnity that

seemed to betoken a sense of personal loss.

One fact was evident throughout all the doings of the three days, from

the time of the landing at Southampton, to the close of the ceremonies

in Westminster Abbey--and that was that the deceased explorer-missionary

had won the respect, the esteem, nay, the love, of all classes, from the

Royal household to the humblest of the people.

Nor are these sentiments confined to the people of the British Empire;

all nations and peoples of the Christian world share in them. And in no

part of the world are these feelings warmer and stronger than in the

United States. As a partial evidence of this, we may allude to the

immense meeting in New York on the 23d of April. The spacious Academy of

Music proved far too small to admit the thousands who sought entrance.

The warmly eulogistic addresses of Chief Justice Daly, Rev. Dr. Adams,

Henry Ward Beecher, Dr. I. I. Hayes (the Arctic explorer), the Rev. Dr.

Schenck and others, met with the hearty endorsement of those who were

fortunate enough to gain admittance. And outside of New York and among

those who could not attend the meeting, the feeling is no less sincere.

This universal sentiment is attributable not so much to Dr.

Livingstone’s eminent services as an explorer, great as are their

certain results, as to his unwearied philanthropy and his Christian

spirit of self-consecration to the great work of rescuing the degraded

people of Central Africa and of putting an end to the fearful slave

trade. His heart lies buried in the land to whose interests he devoted

his best years, and his body in an honored grave in Westminster Abbey

amid England’s most distinguished sons--his soul has found its home

among the “blessed of the Father,” with the Lord whom he loved and

served, but he yet lives, a cherished hero, in the memories of the good

and true of all Christian climes.

The British Government and people received more than they conferred of

honor, in their earnest and unsparing tributes to his memory.

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