at he had only arrived either the same day they had left Ujiji with their caravan, or the day before.
To my mind, startling as it was to me, it appeared that he could be no other than Livingstone.
True, Sir Samuel Baker was known to be in Central Africa in the neighbourhood of the Nile lakes — but he was not grey-bearded; a traveller might have arrived from the West Coast,--he might be a Portuguese, a German, or a Frenchman,--but then none of these had ever been heard of in the neighbourhoodut someone must begin the work.
Christ was the beginner of the Christianity that is now spread over a large part of the world, then came the Twelve Apostles, and then the Disciples.
I feel, sometimes, as if I were the beginner for attacking Central Africa, and that others will shortly come; and, after those, there will come the thousand workers that you speak of. It is very dark and dreary, but the promise is, Commit thy way to the Lord, trust in Him, and He shall bring it to pass.
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to convey him back to the coast.
He repudiates the insinuation their words convey with indignant warmth.
He buys their submission by liberal largesse, and resumes his interrupted journey westward.
In a few days, he arrives at the banks of the Lualaba, which is now two thousand yards wide, deep, and flowing strong still northward, at a point thirteen hundred miles from its source.
The natives as well as the Arab traders unite in the statement that, as far as their acquaintance with it is, ittwo white men — Livingstone and myself — met, as already described.
Our meeting took place on the 10th November, 1871.
It found him reduced to the lowest ebb in fortune by his endless quest of the solution to the problem of that mighty river Lualaba, which, at a distance of three hundred miles from Lake Tanganyika, flowed parallel with the lake, northward.
In body, he was, as he himself expressed it, a mere ruckle of bones.
The effect of the meeting was a rapid restoration to health he