The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1878-08-08
How Livingstone Died.

His party had passed along the north
ern shores of Lake Bangweolo, and had
arrived on the banks of the Luapula
river, at about ten degrees south lati-
tude, expecting to find the fountains
(the sources of the Nile) of which the
natives gave him some account in reply
to his questions. 1t would appear that,
when he expected to solve the truth or
otherwise of the problem, he was seized
with dysentery, and deemed 1t best
to return to some friendly chief in the
Manyuema country to recruit himself.
This was in the beginning of 1873, and
the party got entangled among the
marshes of BangweOlo in February,
where they encountered great priva-
tions from the constant rain above and
the flood below. Livingstone managed
to obtain some relief in canoe on the
water, while his men waded along the
inundated shore. In this manner sew
eral affluents of the great lake were
crossed with much difficulty; then he
became so weak that he had to be car
ried in litter on shore. Nevertheless,
he strove to keep up manfully, making
entries in his diary to within few days
of his demise. The last entry was dated
April the 27th, as follows: "Knocked
up quite, and remain-recOver-se to
buy milch goats. We are on the banks
of the Molilamo." After this his "hand
lost its cunning" his voice became al
most inarticulate, and his limbs so weak
that he was unable to step in or out of
his litter. Still he perseveringly push
ed on to get to some drier land in that
watery region. With slow and toll
some travel the doctor and his party,
greatly reduced in number, equipment,
and supplies, proceeded as far as town
belonging to Manyuema chief named
Kalunganjoo. He was friendly and
came himself to meet them on the way,
dressed in Arab costume ana wearing a
fez. On the 29th he and most of his
people came early to visit the dying ex-
plorer, saying everything should be
done for his friend; but he was so weak
that he could not walk out of his hut
into his litter, and part Of the wall was
taken down to bring it to him. Then
ht ferried across tributary stream in
the Ulala country to village belong
ing to another friendly chief named
Chitambo. On the Both of April that
chief visited him, but he was too eX-
hausted to converse. As night came on
Susl was told that his dying master
wanted to see him, and he asked for the
medicine chest under his charge.
"With great difficulty" says that faith
full attendant to Horace Waller, editor
of the journals, CDR. Livingstone
selected the calomel, which he told
him to place by his side. Then direct
ing him to put a little water into cup,
and to put another empty one by it, he
said in a low, feeble voice, 'all right
you can go out now These were the
last words he was ever heard to speak"
About O clock next morning, the lst
of May, Chuma, Susi, and four other OF
his attendants entered the hut. A
candle, stuck by its own wax on the
top Of box, shed light sufficient fol
them to see his form. DR.. Livingstone
was kneeling by the side of his bed, hit
body stretched forward, and his heat
buried in his hands upon the pillow
For minute they watched him. HC
did not stir; there was no sign of breath
ing. Then one Of them, Matthew, ad
vanced softly to him, and patted hi
cheeks. 1t was sufficient. Life haC
been extinct Tor some time, and tht
body was almost cold; Livingstone wa
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