The
young Arab, though not remarkably bright, seemed honest and able,
but I left his further employment after reaching Unyanyembe to Dr.
Livingstone, who would be able to decide then whether he was quite
trustworthy.
The next day I collected the men of the new Livingstone Expedition
together, and as it was dangerous to allow them to wander about the
city, I locked them up in a courtyard, and fed them there, until
every soul, fifty seven in number, answered to their names.
In the meantime, through the American Consul's assistance, I
obtained the services of Johari, the chief dragoman of the
American Consulate, who was charged with the conduct of the party
across the inundated plain of the Kingani, and who was enjoined on
no account to return until the Expedition had started on its march
from the western bank of the Kingani River. Mr. Oswell Livingstone
generously paid him a douceur for the promise of doing
his work thoroughly.
A dhow having been brought to anchor before the American Consulate,
I then addressed my old companions, saying, "You are now about to
return to Unyanyembe, to the `Great Master'. You know him; you
know he is a good man, and has a kind heart.
