The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-02-08
The Story of Black Boy Who Has Seen
Good Deal of the World


From the Ne,C York sun.
Six years ago a little s. ear-old boy lived
on the banks of the Sankuru river, in the
southern part of the Congo basin. He had
never heard Of white men. 1t was over a
year before VOLTS little steamer pulled up
the big river, threading its way among the
many islands, and revealing grand new
highway to Ceatrll Africa. The little
boys name was Galamolume, and he had
nothing to do except to chase butterflies
along the river bank and fire little arrows
at targets. One day the big Baluba chief
Tschingenge reached the village where this
little boy lived. The chief was then an
almost nude savage, but he has advanced
rapidly toward civilization since then, and
while ago he had his picture
had been far up the river buying ivory, and
on his way home the chief OF Galamoume's
village demanded tribute. Tschinge ge
thought this was pi ce of great impert,
hence, so he attacked the village, AID with
his own hand killed five of his enemies
among them the saucy chief All the VII
layers who could escape fed into the forest.
Galamolume was taking t. the woods as
fast as his little legs would carry him when
flying spear hit him in the forehead. He
fell to the ground and was ade / captive.
With twenty women and children he was
taken into slavery, d jwI the Saukuru. aad
far up the Kassai and Lulua rivers, hun
dreds of miles from his home. The big scar
left by the wound will always disfgure his
forehead.
About that time Lieut.. Wissman's expe-
dition reached the Lula, and Tschingenge,
who wished to conviuce the white men that
he was a very good fellow, gave ca h of
th III one of his young captives as serv-
ant. GaIamoluue fell to the lot of Lieut..
Won Francois, and accomp tnied that ex-
plorer III all his notable jJu neys among
tne lnnibals and dwarfs of the Upper
Congo tributaries. Won Francois thought
life was to short to wrestle with t little
boys name, and so he cAristened him Pitt.
He grew very fond of the tile fellow, and
in hs writ IS he Almost invariably refers
to him as "Aein Pitti." One of the pictures
in his book is that of a really handsome
little black boy, under which is the legend,
'Mein PitUj.n
Though Pitt was only years old then,
he was large and strong Tor his age, bright
and willing, and was a general favOrite
among the white men. He picked up a
good deal of German before Won Francois
started on his own travels, and. as Pitts
language was akin to that Of May othe
tribes, he became very useful as an inter
prefer. 1t was a strange sight to see this
little chap acting Gs the medium of COM
nlullCdUiOn DobN6SH LE0 WHO Hlen ana Tile
chiefs he met.
Pitt saw all the exciting fights with the
dwarfS on the Tchuapa river, aid served
his m ster well through many trying a d
exciting months of exploration. The Won
Fra co.'s tur ed his face homeward, and of
course Pitt went with him. The lower
Congo, with it, white stations a its Big
steamships, WAS a source of endless Nonuer
to him, and Pitt himself was regarded at
tf,a h IF YIU n inf inn
curiosi Y, for hardly a specimen OF the ma
tives Of far inner Africa lad then been seen
on the coast
When, at Banana, Pitt stood, as usual,
behind his masters chair at Dime his
sincere and unbounded asst )nshment at the
dishes and viands he saw made him a source
f great merriment. He wa, always doing
something unexpected, which excited hiIar-
ity. The morning after his arrival at the
coast he was strolling along he beach with
his master, when he SUDDENLY tried to
quench bis thirst with a big swallow of sea
water He gazed mos toriornly at Won
Francois, when it dawned upon him that
something was g matter with the water
But this aud many another misadventure
added rapi lily to his stock of wi dom.
A little later Pitt was regarded as a
great curiosity in Germany. One morning
he cana running to Won Francois wi h
the exclamation: "Ol, ok out doors. The
air is full of butterflies" 1t was showing
hard. Won Francois tells of rounding
bend in Cong tributary once, and on
being astounded to see apparently before
him raging snow storm. The illusion was
perfec-, aud it was caused by myriads Of
white butterflies.
When we last card of Pitt he was GO
ing to school in Germany. 1t was the won
derful fortune of the little Central African
waif to have been snatched from his dark
forest home in the depths of Africa, and
transplanted in an enlightened land, where
he found many friends and all the blessings
OF civilization.