. api kuenda Luapula? (How many days is it tqthe Luapula ?) *Na zani zikutatu, Bwana (I think it is three days, mas-ter), replied Susi. A few seconds after, as if in great pain, he half sighed,half said, Oh dear, dear! and then dozed off again. It was about an hour later that Susi heard Majwara againoutside the door, Bwana wants you, Susi/ On reaching thebed the doctor told him he wished him to boil some water, andfor this purpose he went to the fire outside, and soon returnedwith the copper kettle full. Calling him close, he asked h
. api kuenda Luapula? (How many days is it tqthe Luapula ?) *Na zani zikutatu, Bwana (I think it is three days, mas-ter), replied Susi. A few seconds after, as if in great pain, he half sighed,half said, Oh dear, dear! and then dozed off again. It was about an hour later that Susi heard Majwara againoutside the door, Bwana wants you, Susi/ On reaching thebed the doctor told him he wished him to boil some water, andfor this purpose he went to the fire outside, and soon returnedwith the copper kettle full. Calling him close, he asked him tobring his medicine-chest and to hold the candle near him, forthe man noticed he could hardly see. With great difficulty selected the calomel, which he told him to place byhis side; then, directing him to pour a little water into a cup,and to put another empty one by it, he said in a low, feeblevoice, All right; you can go out now/ These were the lastwords he was ever heard to speak. It must have been about 4 a. m. when Susi heard Majwaras. DEATH. 751 step once more. l Come to Bwana, I am afraid; I dont knowif he is alive. The lads evident alarm made Susi run toarouse Chuma, Chowpere, Matthew, and Muanyasere, and thesix men went immediately to the hut. Passing inside they looked towards the bed. Dr. Living-stone was not lying on it, but appeared to be engaged inprayer, and they instinctively drew backwards for the to him, Majwara said, When I lay down he was justas he is now, and it is because I find that he does not movethat I fear he is dead/ They asked the lad how long he hadslept. Majwara said he could not tell, but he was sure that itwas some considerable time: the men drew nearer. A candle stuck by its own wax to the top of the box sheda light sufficient for them to see his form. Dr. Livingstone waskneeling by the side of his bed, his body stretched forward, hishead buried in his hands upon the pillow. For a minute theywatched him : he
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