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general Indian war seemed imminent. In July, Congress met the emergency by the appointment and despatch of a Peace Commission. At its head was General Sherman, with a group of distinguished officers, two chief Indian Commissioners, and Senator Henderson, of Missouri. Sherman, after some very effective speeches to the Indians, left the further work to the other Peace Commissioners, who travelled far and wide over the Plains, for two thousand miles. They met the principal tribes in council, their proud contempt of danger, and betray, in many instances, a consciousness of the sad destiny awaiting them. In all this, Stanley was unconsciously acquiring a preliminary lesson in dealing with savage races. The tone in which Sherman, Henderson, and Commissioner Taylor, spoke to the Indians, now as to warriors, now as to children, gave hints which, later, Stanley put to good use. And the experience of the Indians suggests a parallel with that of the Congo natives as each met the white
a nice wife for me. Do, say I, and I will be eternally grateful. Good-bye, Miss Virginia. Good-bye, she says timidly, blushing painfully. I note she has a French accent. I find she only knows a few words of English, but she is fluent in French. Here then comes another obstacle. I could make no love in French, without exploding at my own ignorance of it. But there is no doubt that, so far as beauty goes, Virginia is sufficient. September 9th. After a short absence, I have returnedFrench, without exploding at my own ignorance of it. But there is no doubt that, so far as beauty goes, Virginia is sufficient. September 9th. After a short absence, I have returned. Evangelides welcomed me effusively. Passed the evening with Virginia's family. There were two brothers of Virginia's, fine young fellows, present, and a sister. It was clear that my letter had been a subject of family discussion, for every eye was marked by a more discerning glance than would have been noticeable otherwise. Even on the little girl's face I read, I wonder if he will suit me as a brother-in-law. I wished I could say to her, So far as you and Virginia are concerned, I do no
e, August 20th, 1868. Christo Evangelides seems desirous of cultivating my acquaintance. He has volunteered to be my conductor through Hermopolis. As he speaks English, and is a genial soul, and my happiness is to investigate, I have cordially accepted his services. He first took me on a visit of call to Mrs. Julia Ward Howe, oI bethought me of the Empress Eugenie when she was the Countess Montijo. A marvellous likeness in profile and style! She is about sixteen, and, if she can speak English, who knows? Simultaneously with the drift of my thoughts, Evangelides in the easiest manner led the conversation with the seniors to marriage of young people. Hy grateful. Good-bye, Miss Virginia. Good-bye, she says timidly, blushing painfully. I note she has a French accent. I find she only knows a few words of English, but she is fluent in French. Here then comes another obstacle. I could make no love in French, without exploding at my own ignorance of it. But there is no dou
d near her. We exchanged regards, but we both felt more than we spoke. We are convinced that we could be happy together, if it is our destiny to be united. Toasts were drunk, etc., etc. Afterwards, Virginia exhibited her proficiency on the piano, and sang French and Greek sentimental songs. She is an accomplished musician, beautiful and amiable. She is in every way worthy. September 13th. Left Syra for Smyrna by the Menzaleh. Virginia was quite affectionate, and, though I am outwardly calm, my regrets are keener at parting than I expected. However, what must be, must be. September 26th. Received answer from London that I am to go to Barcelona, via Marseilles, and wire for instructions on reaching France. September 27th. Wrote a letter to Evangelides and Virginia's mother, that they must not expect my return to Syra unless they all came to a positive decision, and expressly invited me, as it would be an obvious inconvenience, and likely to be resented at headquarters.
of Abyssinia, continued for years; the imprisonment and abuse of other officers and missionaries, to the number of sixty; the fruitless negotiations for their release; the despatch from India of a little army of English and Punjabis, under Sir Robert Napier, afterwards Lord Napier, of Magdala; the marching columns of six thousand men, with as many more to hold the seacoast, and the line of communication; the slow advance for months through country growing more wild and mountainous, up to a height of ten thousand feet; Napier's patient diplomacy with chiefs and tribes already chafing against Theodore's cruelties; the arrival before the stronghold; the sudden impetuous charge of the King's force; the quick repulse of men armed with spears and match-locks before troops handling rocket-guns, Sniders, and Enfields; the surrender of the captives, and their appearance among their deliverers; the spectacle of three hundred bodies of lately-massacred prisoners; the next day's assault and capt
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nd of Syra, Greece, August 20th, 1868. Christo Evangelides seems desirous of cultivating my acquaito Greek beauty. On the way to the Square, Evangelides, observing my favourable impressions, took reathless haste, I retorted. I looked at Evangelides and saw his age to be great, beard white asw my reserve. August 21st. This morning Evangelides proposed his daughter in sober, serious earoundings, showed that she studied comfort. Evangelides seemed to be on good terms with them, and tthe visions of marriage had been excited by Evangelides's frolicsome talk. She, after a formal inthere is a fine young fellow quite ready. Evangelides was nearly as plain as this. Then the moth. After a short absence, I have returned. Evangelides welcomed me effusively. Passed the evening, mother, brothers, relatives, friends, and Evangelides, there must be a deal to debate. Septembance. September 27th. Wrote a letter to Evangelides and Virginia's mother, that they must not e[7 more...]
he steamer Hecla. That is the day after to-morrow. Well, consider it arranged. Just wait a moment while I write to our agent in London. In a few minutes he had placed in my hands a letter to Colonel Finlay Anderson, Agent of the New York Herald, The Queen's Hotel, St. Martin's Le Grand, London ; and thus I became what had been an object of my ambition, a regular, I hope, correspondent of the New York Herald. On the 22nd, in the morning, I received letters of introduction from Generals Grant and Sherman, which I telegraphed for, and they probably will be of some assistance among the military officers on the English expedition. A few hours later, the mail steamer left. I had taken a draft on London for three hundred pounds, and had left the remainder in the bank. The letters to the New York Herald, narrating the Abyssinian campaign, were afterwards elaborated into permanent form, the last half of Stanley's book, Coomassie and Magdala. The campaign has become a chapter o
tern Missouri, and Kansas, and Nebraska. In 1867, I was delegated to join General Hancock's expedition against the Kiowas and Comanches, and, soon after the terminautbreaks against the white settlers. In March, a force was sent out under General Hancock, which Stanley accompanied, with the general expectation of severe fighting. But General Hancock soon imparted to Stanley his views and purposes, which were to feel the temper of the Indians, to see who were guilty, and who were not; to l settlers, they were punished by the destruction of their villages. But after Hancock's return, the plains still seethed with menace and occasional outbreaks, and aate Indians from the consequences of their own rash acts. The speeches of General Hancock and General Sherman and the Peace Commissioners faithfully reflect the senking young man, who said, Oh, you are the correspondent who has been following Hancock and Sherman lately. Well, I must say your letters and telegrams have kept us
adocio, sportsman, and warrior, whose romances first puzzled, and then amused, Stanley, until he learned that a severe wound, and a sun-stroke, had produced these obthat there had been no delay. This foresight was peculiarly characteristic of Stanley. On the return march, he could not get permission to send an advance courier of chaff between a colonel and captain generated wrath and a prospective duel; Stanley's mediation was accepted; reconciliation, champagne, and — Suez at last; but only to face five days of quarantine! Stanley manages to get a long despatch ashore, to his friend in the telegraph office. It is before all the others, and is hurrbetween Alexandria and Malta breaks, and for weeks not another word can pass! Stanley's despatch brings to London the only news of Theodore's overthrow. Surprise, nciations of the Herald and its imposture, --then conviction, and acceptance! Stanley had won his place in the world's front rank of correspondents! He notes in hi
e; and in two cases, especially the Chicago Republican, most handsomely. I then came over to New York, and the Tribune and Times likewise paid me well. John Russell Young, the Editor of the New York Tribune, was pleased to be very complimentary, and said he was sorry he knew of nothing else in which he could avail himself of the services of such an indefatigable correspondent. Bowing my thanks, I left the Tribune, and proceeded to the Herald office; by a spasm of courage, I asked for Mr. Bennett. By good luck, my card attracted his attention, and I was invited to his presence. I found myself before a tall, fierce-eyed, and imperious-looking young man, who said, Oh, you are the correspondent who has been following Hancock and Sherman lately. Well, I must say your letters and telegrams have kept us very well informed. I wish I could offer you something permanent, for we want active men like you. You are very kind to say so, and I am emboldened to ask you if I could not offe
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