The story of Africa and its explorers . o which they * The shed to the right was Mackays workshop ; thet Stairs, , p. 956. self rode a very good donkey, which was incharge of a young man with a red turban,red knee-breeches, and a red shirt, and Avhoseemed fully conscious of the exalted positionto which he had, by his personal merits, at-tained. Behind the donkey streamed thegreat explorers special corps, with boxes,tents, and other articles on their heads,and each with a red blanket proudly trail- ing at his heels This scarlet brigade— door to the left leads to the diniiifr-room and librar
The story of Africa and its explorers . o which they * The shed to the right was Mackays workshop ; thet Stairs, , p. 956. self rode a very good donkey, which was incharge of a young man with a red turban,red knee-breeches, and a red shirt, and Avhoseemed fully conscious of the exalted positionto which he had, by his personal merits, at-tained. Behind the donkey streamed thegreat explorers special corps, with boxes,tents, and other articles on their heads,and each with a red blanket proudly trail- ing at his heels This scarlet brigade— door to the left leads to the diniiifr-room and library. THE MARCH TO THE COAST. 61 with Mr. Stanley and his donkey—hurriedalong, passing the others as a fast trainpasses a slow one, and easily reached thecamp in advance. If the sun were shining,Mr. Stanley hoisted up a greenish umbrella. The plucky surgeon had, indeed, neverridden a step of the way across Africa. Twosteady servants carried Emin Pashas littlegirl in a litter; and among the Egyptianand mongrel women, some rode donkeys,. OBJECTS FROM ZANZIBAK, MOMBASA, ETC. {Collected hy Miss Mary A. Wardlaw Ramsay. Photographed by Dr. Felkin, Edinburgh.) The rest of the folk were divided into com-panies, over one of which an officer had com-mand and was responsible for certain goods. Of the Europeans—besides Mr. Stanley—Emin Pasha, Captain Casati, Mr. Jephson, andMr. Bonny rode donkeys, but Captain Nelson,Lieutenant Stairs, and Dr. Parke walked. some walked, and some were conveyed onstretchers. Men and women bore infants ontheir shoulders, though not always, for one ofthe saddest sights of the whole march waspoor little children, of six or seven years old,footsore and weary, hobbling along and cryingall the time to be carried. Thirsty, hungry 62 THE STORY OF AFRICA. and tired, limping, as tliorns ran into theirfeet, tliey wailed piteously as they now andthen lost sight of their mothers. Jostled andpushed by rude, brutish men, who wishedthem dead and out of the way, the lot
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