. James Hannington, , , , first bishop of eastern equatorial Africa; a history of his life and work, 1847-1885. ten thought of poor Dr. The above and succeeding sketches are all reduced fac-similesfrom the Bishops note-book. ^t. 35.] Method of Crossing Water. 237 Livingstones trials, and realized what he went through,for my own experience very closely resembled his. If thepicture on the cover of His Last Journals is correct, mymode of being carried across deep streams is, I think, betterthan his. If vou glance at the illustration you will see thatI knelt on the shoulders of a
. James Hannington, , , , first bishop of eastern equatorial Africa; a history of his life and work, 1847-1885. ten thought of poor Dr. The above and succeeding sketches are all reduced fac-similesfrom the Bishops note-book. ^t. 35.] Method of Crossing Water. 237 Livingstones trials, and realized what he went through,for my own experience very closely resembled his. If thepicture on the cover of His Last Journals is correct, mymode of being carried across deep streams is, I think, betterthan his. If vou glance at the illustration you will see thatI knelt on the shoulders of a tall, powerful man, and heldthe uplifted hands of another in front, while a third behindgrasped my feet and kept us steady. In very swift streams,sometimes six or eight men were required to keep the threebearers, with their burden, from being swept away. These floods kept me in constant suspense lest, in myweak state, I should be plunged into the water; but farworse are the morasses. For a mile together I have beenborne through the most horrible black mud, often abovethe knee. This was exceedingly fatiguing for the men and. trying to me, the more so as I knew that I was inhalingmalarious poison of the worst description. i^rd.—My men again ran away, and I had to walk, orrather crawl, for fifteen miles, which tired greatly my poorlittle strength. We crossed a picturesque bridge over avery wide river, and reached our friends at Urambo at about12 oclock, and received a very kind welcome. (This isa station of the L. M. S.) Shaw kindly received me, and Willoughby entertainedEdmonds, who had joined me a few days before. Wil-loughby was not in when I arrived. He has since told methat Shaw came outside the house to tell him that he wouldfind me very altered—dying, in fact—but he must notappear to notice the change, lest it should alarm me. Heasked my black men about me. They replied, Mastermust die; he is sure to die .; but how is it master is always 238 James Hannington. [ 1
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