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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It Was Unnecessary To Proceed Further; Without
An Exception, All Marched Away Obediently After The Kirangozi.
I Was About Bidding Farewell To Thani, And Hamed, When Thani Said,
"Stop A Bit, Sahib; I Have Had Enough Of This Child's Play; I Come
With You," And His Caravan Was Turned After Mine.
Hamed's caravan
was by this time close to the defile, and he himself was a full
mile behind it, weeping like a child at what he was pleased to call
our desertion of him.
Pitying his strait - for he was almost beside
himself as thoughts of Kiwyeh's sultan, his extortion and rudeness,
swept across his mind - I advised him to run after his caravan,
and tell it, as all the rest had taken the other road, to think
of the Sultan of Kiwyeh. Before reaching the Kiti defile I was
aware that Hamed's caravan was following us.
The ascent of the ridge was rugged and steep, thorns of the
prickliest nature punished us severely, the _acacia horrida_ was
here more horrid than usual, the gums stretched out their branches,
and entangled the loads, the mimosa with its umbrella-like top
served to shade us from the sun, but impeded a rapid advance.
Steep outcrops of syenite and granite, worn smooth by many feet,
had to be climbed over, rugged terraces of earth and rock had to
be ascended, and distant shots resounding through the forest added
to the alarm and general discontent, and had I not been immediately
behind my caravan, watchful of every manoeuvre, my Wanyamwezi
had deserted to a man.
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