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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Shortly After Debouching Into The Mukondokwa Valley, We Struck The
Road Traversed By Captains Buxton And Speke In 1857, Between Mbumi
And Kadetamare (The Latter Place Should Be Called Misonghi,
Kadetamare Being But The Name Of A Chief).
After following the
left bank of the Mukondokwa, during which our route diverged to
every point from south-east to west, north and northeast, for
about an hour, we came to the ford.
Beyond the ford, a short
half-hour's march, we came to Kiora.
At this filthy village of Kiora, which was well-grounded with
goat-dung, and peopled with a wonderful number of children for a
hamlet that did not number twenty families, with a hot sun pouring
on the limited open space, with a fury that exceeded 128 degrees
Fahrenheit; which swarmed with flies and insects of known and
unknown species; I found, as I had been previously informed, the
third caravan, which had started out of Bagamoyo so well fitted
and supplied. The leader, who was no other than the white man
Farquhar, was sick-a-bed with swollen legs (Bright's disease),
unable to move.
As he heard my voice, Farquhar staggered out of his tent, so
changed from my spruce mate who started from Bagamoyo, that I
hardly knew him at first. His legs were ponderous, elephantine,
since his leg-illness was of elephantiasis, or dropsy. His face
was of a deathly pallor, for he had not been out of his tent for
two weeks.
A breezy hill, overlooking the village of Kiora, was chosen by me
for my camping-ground, and as soon as the tents were pitched, the
animals attended to, and a boma made of thorn bushes, Farquhar was
carried up by four men into my tent.
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