Ten years in Equatoria; . MEETING WITH MAMBAXGA, by his left side, waving the historical troriibask (war knife) with hisright hand, and his shield leaning against a tree; he saluted meand invited me to sit down upon a bench opposite, upon which healso seated himself ; his faithful followers, armed to the teeth,squatted on the ground, forming a circle round their chief, and insuch a position that my back was turned towards them. I lookedat him attentively; he was a man of tall stature and strong limbs,but agile and quick in motion, with a penetrating eye and regularfeatures, the image of resolu
Ten years in Equatoria; . MEETING WITH MAMBAXGA, by his left side, waving the historical troriibask (war knife) with hisright hand, and his shield leaning against a tree; he saluted meand invited me to sit down upon a bench opposite, upon which healso seated himself ; his faithful followers, armed to the teeth,squatted on the ground, forming a circle round their chief, and insuch a position that my back was turned towards them. I lookedat him attentively; he was a man of tall stature and strong limbs,but agile and quick in motion, with a penetrating eye and regularfeatures, the image of resolution; his complexion was light brown,and his countenance pleasant, not even suggesting a suspicion offerocity. We only remained upon the hill long enough to exchangethe usual courtesies, and then we went together in the direction ofthe village where his residence was MEETING WITH DR. JUNKER. 77 The road ascended the slope of a mountain which was occa-sionally rent by precipices. The path on the extensive plateau onthe hill was crossed by defensive ditches, over which a passagecould only be effected bystepping upon transversepieces of timber, which werewithdrawn immediately afterthe transit of the wholeparty. We were in a countrywhich was in a state of war ;the bravery and wisdom ofMambanga were proved tome by the sight of the pre-cautions he had taken. When we reached the firsthut of the village, the sun hadalready sunk beneath thehorizon. Dr. Junker waswaiting for me, and we salutedeach other and shook hands;this gentleman, whose in-telligence and knowledge areso prominent, and whosemanners are so courteous andsimple, overwhelmed me withkindness. He is an experienced exjjlorer, of a quiet and resolutetemperament. I stayed with Mambanga three days, and only those who haveexperienced African solitudes and had the good fortune to meet aEuropean gent
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