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Title: The Last Journals of David Livingstone, in central Africa
Year: 1875 (1870s)
Authors: Horace Waller
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Publisher: Harper
Contributing Library: Gumberg Library, Duquesne University
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The reason why no palm-oil-trees grow farther east than Pambété is said to be the stony soil there; and this seems a valid one, for it loves rich loamy meadows. May 1st, 1867.—We intended to go north-west to see whether this Lake narrows or not; for all assert that it maintains its breadth such as we see it beyond Pemba as far as they know it; but when about to start, the head man and his wife came and protested so solemnly that by going north-west we should walk into the hands of a party of Mazitu there, that we deferred our departure. It was not with a full persuasion of the truth of the statement that I consented, but we afterward saw good evidence that it was true, and that we were saved from being plundered. These marauders have changed their tactics; for they demand so many people, and so many cloths, and then leave. They made it known that their next scene of mulcting would be Mombo's village, and there they took twelve people — four slaves, and many cloths, then went south to the hills they inhabit. A strict
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DR. LIVINGSTONE DANGEROUSLY ILL. 171 watch was kept on their movements by our head man and his men. They trust to fleeing into a thicket on the west of the village, should the Mazitu come. I have been informed on good authority that Kasonso was on his way to us when news arrived that his young son had died. He had sent on beer and provisions for us; but the Mazitu intervening, they were consumed. The Mazitu having left, we departed, and slept half-way up the ridge. I had another fit of insensibility last night: the muscles of the back lose all power,* and there is constant singing in the ears, and inability to do the simplest sum. Cross the Aeezé (which makes the water-fall), fifteen yards wide and knee-deep. The streams like this are almost innumerable. Mombo's village. It is distressingly difficult to elicit accurate information about the Lake and rivers, because the people do not think accurately. Mombo declared that two Arabs came when we were below, and inquired for us; but he denied our presence, thinking thereby to save us trouble and harm.

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