. Stanley and the white heroes in Africa; being an edition from Mr. Stanley's late personal writings on the Emin Pasha relief expedition ... eventy-three days after hisarrival at Zanzibar, Stanleys fifth caravan, led by himself,left the town of Bagamoyo for thefirst journey westward. Theother caravans had preceded him, some by as much as a left Bagamoyo, the attraction of all the curious, withmuch eclat; and defiled up a narrow lane shaded almost totwilight by the dense umbrage of two parallel rows of were all in the highest spirits. The first camp, ShambaGonera, they a
. Stanley and the white heroes in Africa; being an edition from Mr. Stanley's late personal writings on the Emin Pasha relief expedition ... eventy-three days after hisarrival at Zanzibar, Stanleys fifth caravan, led by himself,left the town of Bagamoyo for thefirst journey westward. Theother caravans had preceded him, some by as much as a left Bagamoyo, the attraction of all the curious, withmuch eclat; and defiled up a narrow lane shaded almost totwilight by the dense umbrage of two parallel rows of were all in the highest spirits. The first camp, ShambaGonera, they arrived at in one hour and thirty minutes, equalto three and one-fourth miles. The first or little journey,was performed very well, considering, as the Irishman boy Selim upset the cart not more than three times;Zaidi, the soldier, only once let his donkey,-which carried hismasters box of ammunition and one bag of his clothes, lie in apuddle of black water. The clothes had to be re-washed; theammunition-box, thanks to its owners prevision, was water-proof. Kamna perhaps knew the art of donkey-driving, but If I w I! 11III ? B. HOW STANLEY FOUND LIVINGSTONE. 427 had sung himself- into oblivion of the difficulties with whichan animal of the pure asinine breed has to contend, such asnot knowing the road, and inability to resist the temptation ofstraying into a manioc-field; and the donkey, misunderstand-ing the direction in which he was required to go, ran off atfull speed along an opposite road, until his pack got unbal-anced, and he was fain to come to the earth. But these inci-dents were trivial, of no importance, and natural to the first little journey in Africa. The road was a mere foot-path, and led over a soil which,though sandy, was of surprising fertility, producing grain andvegetables a hundred fold, the sowing and planting of whichwas done in the most unskilful manner. In their fields, atheedless labor, were men and women in the scantiest costumes,compared with w
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