How I Found Livingstone Travels, Adventures And Discoveries In Central Africa Including Four Months Residence With Dr. Livingstone By Sir Henry M. Stanley
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When The Sun Shone It Appeared But A Pale
Image Of Itself, And Old Pagazis, Wise In Their Traditions
As Old Whaling Captains, Shook Their Heads Ominously At The
Dull Spectre, And Declared It Was Doubtful If The Rain Would Cease
For Three Weeks Yet.
The site of the caravan camp on the hither side of the Ungerengeri
was a hot-bed of malaria, unpleasant to witness - an abomination to
memory.
The filth of generations of pagazis had gathered
innumerable hosts of creeping things. Armies of black, white, and
red ants infest the stricken soil; centipedes, like worms, of
every hue, clamber over shrubs and plants; hanging to the
undergrowth are the honey-combed nests of yellow-headed wasps with
stings as harmful as scorpions; enormous beetles, as large as
full-grown mice, roll dunghills over the ground; of all sorts,
shapes, sizes, and hues are the myriad-fold vermin with which the
ground teems; in short, the richest entomological collection could
not vie in variety and numbers with the species which the four
walls of my tent enclosed from morning until night.
On the fifth morning, or the 23rd April, the rain gave us a few
hours' respite, during which we managed to wade through the
Stygian quagmire reeking with noisomeness to the inundated
river-bank. The soldiers commenced at 5 A.M. to convey the
baggage across from bank to bank over a bridge which was the most
rustic of the rustic kind. Only an ignorant African would have
been satisfied with its small utility as a means to cross a deep
and rapid body of water.
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