A
Chief Of More Than Ordinary Ability Arises And, Subduing All His Less
Powerful Neighbours, Founds A Kingdom, Which He Governs More Or Less
Wisely Till He Dies.
His successor not having the talents of the
conqueror cannot retain the dominion, and some of the abler under-
chiefs set up for themselves, and, in a few years, the remembrance
only of the empire remains.
This, which may be considered as the
normal state of African society, gives rise to frequent and
desolating wars, and the people long in vain for a power able to make
all dwell in peace. In this light, a European colony would be
considered by the natives as an inestimable boon to intertropical
Africa. Thousands of industrious natives would gladly settle round
it, and engage in that peaceful pursuit of agriculture and trade of
which they are so fond, and, undistracted by wars or rumours of wars,
might listen to the purifying and ennobling truths of the gospel of
Jesus Christ. The Manganja on the Zambesi, like their countrymen on
the Shire, are fond of agriculture; and, in addition to the usual
varieties of food, cultivate tobacco and cotton in quantities more
than equal to their wants. To the question, "Would they work for
Europeans?" an affirmative answer may be given, if the Europeans
belong to the class which can pay a reasonable price for labour, and
not to that of adventurers who want employment for themselves. All
were particularly well clothed from Sandia's to Pangola's; and it was
noticed that all the cloth was of native manufacture, the product of
their own looms. In Senga a great deal of iron is obtained from the
ore and manufactured very cleverly.
As is customary when a party of armed strangers visits the village,
Pangola took the precaution of sleeping in one of the outlying
hamlets. No one ever knows, or at any rate will tell, where the
chief sleeps. He came not next morning, so we went our way; but in a
few moments we saw the rifle-loving chief approaching with some armed
men. Before meeting us, he left the path and drew up his "following"
under a tree, expecting us to halt, and give him a chance of
bothering us again; but, having already had enough of that, we held
right on: he seemed dumbfoundered, and could hardly believe his own
eyes. For a few seconds he was speechless, but at last recovered so
far as to be able to say, "You are passing Pangola. Do you not see
Pangola?" Mbia was just going by at the time with the donkey, and,
proud of every opportunity of airing his small stock of English,
shouted in reply, "All right! then get on." "Click, click, click."
On the 26th June we breakfasted at Zumbo, on the left bank of the
Loangwa, near the ruins of some ancient Portuguese houses. The
Loangwa was too deep to be forded, and there were no canoes on our
side. Seeing two small ones on the opposite shore, near a few
recently erected huts of two half-castes from Tette, we halted for
the ferry-men to come over. From their movements it was evident that
they were in a state of rollicking drunkenness. Having a waterproof
cloak, which could be inflated into a tiny boat, we sent Mantlanyane
across in it. Three half-intoxicated slaves then brought us the
shaky canoes, which we lashed together and manned with our own canoe-
men. Five men were all that we could carry over at a time; and after
four trips had been made the slaves began to clamour for drink; not
receiving any, as we had none to give, they grew more insolent, and
declared that not another man should cross that day. Sininyane was
remonstrating with them, when a loaded musket was presented at him by
one of the trio. In an instant the gun was out of the rascal's
hands, a rattling shower of blows fell on his back, and he took an
involuntary header into the river. He crawled up the bank a sad and
sober man, and all three at once tumbled from the height of saucy
swagger to a low depth of slavish abjectness. The musket was found
to have an enormous charge, and might have blown our man to pieces,
but for the promptitude with which his companions administered
justice in a lawless land. We were all ferried safely across by 8
o'clock in the evening.
In illustration of what takes place where no government, or law
exists, the two half-castes, to whom these men belonged, left Tette,
with four hundred slaves, armed with the old Sepoy Brown Bess, to
hunt elephants and trade in ivory. On our way up, we heard from
natives of their lawless deeds, and again, on our way down, from
several, who had been eyewitnesses of the principal crime, and all
reports substantially agreed. The story is a sad one. After the
traders reached Zumbo, one of them, called by the natives Sequasha,
entered into a plot with the disaffected headman, Namakusuru, to kill
his chief, Mpangwe, in order that Namakusuru might seize upon the
chieftainship; and for the murder of Mpangwe the trader agreed to
receive ten large tusks of ivory. Sequasha, with a picked party of
armed slaves, went to visit Mpangwe who received him kindly, and
treated him with all the honour and hospitality usually shown to
distinguished strangers, and the women busied themselves in cooking
the best of their provisions for the repast to be set before him. Of
this, and also of the beer, the half-caste partook heartily. Mpangwe
was then asked by Sequasha to allow his men to fire their guns in
amusement. Innocent of any suspicion of treachery, and anxious to
hear the report of firearms, Mpangwe at once gave his consent; and
the slaves rose and poured a murderous volley into the merry group of
unsuspecting spectators, instantly killing the chief and twenty of
his people.
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