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Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 2.13, chapter 2.24 (search)
ice. After dinner, the King cautiously approached and sounded me on the possibility of my resuming my duties on the Congo. I pointed to my broken leg, for I am still very lame. Oh. he said, not now, but when you return from Australia, sound in health and limb. We shall see, your Majesty, I said. I have a big task on hand for you, when you are ready, were his last words. In October, 1891, we left England for a visit to Australia, New Zealand, and Tasmania, travelling via Brindisi, some twelve miles from which our train came into collision with a goods train. Stanley thus describes the accident:-- At 3.45 P. M., we were rattling along at forty miles an hour, when the train jostled dangerously at the northern end of a siding. D. and I cast enquiring glances at each other, but, finding we were not derailed, resumed our composure. A second later there was an explosion like that of a rocket, and, the next second, there was a jar and a slight shock. Lift up your f