Daring deeds in the tropics. A thrilling narrative of remarkable adventures, terrible experiences, amazing achievements and important discoveries of great travelers in southern climes (1894) (14783994523)

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Title: Daring deeds in the tropics. A thrilling narrative of remarkable adventures, terrible experiences, amazing achievements and important discoveries of great travelers in southern climes
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Authors: (Feather, A. G.) (from old catalog)
Subjects: Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton), 1841-1904 Livingstone, David, 1813-1873
Publisher: Philadelphia, J. E. Potter & co



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de of us astonishing us by their profundity,and the dark gloom prevailing below, amid their won-derful dense forests of tall trees, and glimpses oiplains beyond, Invited sincere admiration. In abouta couple of hours we discovered the river we werelooking for below, at the distance of a mile, runninglike a silver vein through a broad valley. Halting atKlalas, eldest son of Nzogera, the principal Sultanof Uvinza, we waited an hour to see on what termshe would ferry us over the Malagarazi. As we couldnot come to a definite conclusion respecting them wewere obliged to camp in his village. Until three oclock P. M. the following day con>tinued the negotiations for ferrying us across theMalagarazi, consisting of arguments, threats, quarrels,loud shouting and stormy debate on both sides. Fi-nally, six doti and ten fundo of saml-sami beads wereagreed upon. After which we marched to the ferry,distant half a mile from the scene of so much conten-tion. The river at this place was not more than
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THROUGH THE WILDS OF AFRICA. I5I thirty yards broad, sluggish and deep; yet I wouldprefer attempting to cross the Mississippi by swim-ming rather than the Malagarazi. Such another riverfor the crocodiles, cruel as death, I cannot conceive.Their long, tapering heads dotted the river every-where, and though I amused myself, pelting themwith two-ounce balls, I made no effect on their num-bers. Two canoes had discharged their live cargo onthe other side of the river when the story of CaptainBurtons passage across the Malagarazi higher upwas brought vividly to my mind by the extortionswhich Mutware now commenced. Two marches from Malagarazi brought us toUhha. Kawanga was the first place in Uhha wherewe halted. It is the village where resides the firstmutware, or chief, to whom caravans have to paytribute. To this man we paid twelve and a half doti,upon the understanding that we would have to payno more between here and Ujiji. We left Kawangacheerfully enough. The country undulated gentlybe