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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In His Insane Fury He Had Attempted To Slash At
One Of My Men With A Billhook He Carried.
This had been taken as
a declaration of hostilities, and the soldiers were ready enough
to engage in war; but there was no necessity to commence fighting
with a drunken mob, who could have been cleared off the ground
with our revolvers alone had we desired it.
The Doctor, baring his arm, said to them that he was not a Mgwana,
or an Arab; but a white man; that Arabs and Wangwana had no such
colour as we had. We were white men, different people altogether
from those whom they were accustomed to see: that no black men
had ever suffered injury from white men. This seemed to produce
great effect, for after a little gentle persuasion the drunken
youth, and his no less inebriate sire, were induced to sit down
to talk quietly. In their conversation with us, they frequently
referred to Mombo, the son of Kisesa, Sultan of Muzimu, who was
brutally murdered. "Yes, brutally murdered!" they exclaimed
several times, in their own tongue; illustrating, by a faithful
pantomime, how the unfortunate youth had died.
Livingstone continued talking with them in a mild, paternal way,
and their loud protestations against Arab cruelty were about to
subside, when the old Sultan suddenly rose up and began to pace
about in an excited manner, and in one of his perambulations
deliberately slashed his leg with the sharp blade of his spear,
and then exclaimed that the Wangwana had wounded him!
At this cry one half of the mob hastily took to flight, but one
old woman, who carried a strong staff with a carved lizard's body
on its top, commenced to abuse the chief with all the power of her
voluble tongue, charging him with a desire to have them all killed,
and other women joined in with her in advising him to be quiet,
and accept the present we were willing to give.
But it is evident that there was little needed to cause all men
present in that little hollow to begin a most sanguinary strife.
The gentle, patient bearing of the Doctor had more effect than
anything else in making all forbear bloodshed, while there was
left the least chance of an amicable settlement, and in the end
it prevailed. The Sultan and his son were both sent on their way
rejoicing.
While the Doctor conversed with them, and endeavoured to calm their
fierce passions, I had the tent struck, and the canoes launched,
and the baggage stowed, and when the negotiations had concluded
amicably, I begged the Doctor to jump into the boat, as this
apparent peace was simply a lull before a storm; besides, said I,
there are two or three cowardly creatures in the boat, who, in
case of another disturbance, would not scruple to leave both of us
here.
From Cape Luvumba, about 4.30 P.M. we commenced pulling across;
at 8 P.M. we were abreast of Cape Panza, the northern extremity
of the island of Muzimu; at 6 A.M. we were southward of Bikari,
and pulling for Mukungu, in Urundi, at which place we arrived at
10 A.M., having been seventeen hours and a half in crossing the
lake, which, computing at two miles an hour, may be said to be
thirty-five miles direct breadth, and a little more than
forty-three miles from Cape Luvumba.
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