A voice from the Congo : comprising stories, anecdotes, and descriptive notes . ed in re-pairing the damage done. * * * * * That same evening, in spite of our mishap, Stan-ley was in excellent spirits, and he related with muchdramatic power several incidents of his African ex-periences. I recall his story of Baruti, a boy hailingfrom Basoko. Of a cannibal tribe, he was be-friended by Stanley who took him to Europe andemployed him as a page. The savage instinct wasineradicable, and in spite of kindly treatment he re-tained many of the lower characteristics of his appears that one evenin
A voice from the Congo : comprising stories, anecdotes, and descriptive notes . ed in re-pairing the damage done. * * * * * That same evening, in spite of our mishap, Stan-ley was in excellent spirits, and he related with muchdramatic power several incidents of his African ex-periences. I recall his story of Baruti, a boy hailingfrom Basoko. Of a cannibal tribe, he was be-friended by Stanley who took him to Europe andemployed him as a page. The savage instinct wasineradicable, and in spite of kindly treatment he re-tained many of the lower characteristics of his appears that one evening in London, during Stan-leys absence, Baruti endeavoured to persuade thehousekeeper to give him a certain choice dish from thelarder. This being refused, Baruti became violentin his manner, and seizing the housekeepers baby hedashed up stairs. Upon reaching the top landingBaruti held the baby over the balusters and threat-ened to let it fall unless his demand was granted.***** Ascending the Congo with Stanley on the Missionsteamer, a work of vital importance was the cutting. o P STANLEY 185 of wood to provide fuel for the engines, an operationwhich necessitated working far into the night. Oncertain occasions in fact, entire nights were passedhewing wood in the forest and cutting it in lengthsto fit the furnace. Once, during a spell of bad weather, we had aparticularly busy time, and for two days and twonights consecutively I had but little chance of to my habit, I passed two days withoutshaving. At the conclusion of a conversation withStanley, he glanced at my chin and said: Dr. Livingstone, you know, used to shave everymorning. Stanley once called his Zanzibaris to turn out atearly dawn. Being thoroughly tired out, there werebut a few who responded to his call. Stanley thenshouted out in Kiswahili: Will you follow me to death? And he wasimmediately answered by shouts of: Ewallah bwana! (Yes, yes! we will, mas-ter!) ***** I well remember one evening we spent toge
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