A voice from the Congo : comprising stories, anecdotes, and descriptive notes . observe a certain shyness in Bulelusmanner, which contrasted strangely with the naturalself-confidence which is characteristic of his , he had grown to comprehend the widedistinction between the lives of the civilised and thelives of the barbarians, and the realisation of his owninferiority had filled him with a sense of shame. Gazing at the African weapons which adorned mywalls, Bulelu flicked his fingers and said excitedly: Koi-ye! See, there hangs ngura, na likongo—our knives and our spears. Look!
A voice from the Congo : comprising stories, anecdotes, and descriptive notes . observe a certain shyness in Bulelusmanner, which contrasted strangely with the naturalself-confidence which is characteristic of his , he had grown to comprehend the widedistinction between the lives of the civilised and thelives of the barbarians, and the realisation of his owninferiority had filled him with a sense of shame. Gazing at the African weapons which adorned mywalls, Bulelu flicked his fingers and said excitedly: Koi-ye! See, there hangs ngura, na likongo—our knives and our spears. Look! O White Man,there are spots of blood upon that shield. It is surelythe blood of my own people. Ekh! my heart wantsmy home. These weapons are like friends of yours, it not so ? They awaken in your mind the recol-lections of your life at Bangala. Yours is a wildcountry, Bulelu. Can you tell me some of the inci-dents that happened in your villages before you knewof white men? That was many moons ago. I was only so high,and Bulelu indicated two feet from the ground,. &m. ^. •> 9
Size: 1981px × 1262px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1910, bookpublishernewyo, bookyear1910
