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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I Conscientiously Believed That A Diet On Potted Ham,
Crackers, And Jellies Would Make Me As Invincible As Talus, And
That I Only Required A Stout Flail To Be Able To Drive The Mighty
Wagogo Into The Regions Of Annihiliation, Should They Dare Even To
Wink In A Manner I Disapproved.
The first box opened contained three tins of biscuits, six tins
of potted hams - tiny things, not much larger than thimbles, which,
when opened, proved to be nothing more than a table-spoonful of
minced meat plentifully seasoned with pepper:
The Doctor's stores
fell five hundred degrees below zero in my estimation. Next were
brought out five pots of jam, one of which was opened - this was also
a delusion. The stone jars weighed a pound, and in each was found
a little over a tea-spoonful of jam. Verily, we began to think our
hopes and expectations had been raised to too high a pitch. Three
bottles of curry were next produced - but who cares for curry?
Another box was opened, and out tumbled a fat dumpy Dutch cheese,
hard as a brick, but sound and good; though it is bad for the
liver in Unyamwezi. Then another cheese was seen, but this was
all eaten up - it was hollow and a fraud. The third box contained
nothing but two sugar loaves; the fourth, candles; the fifth,
bottles of salt, Harvey, Worcester, and Reading sauces, essence
of anchovies, pepper, and mustard. Bless me! what food were these
for the revivifying of a moribund such as I was!
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