Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-04-22

little steamer herself alongside CIR
beach. Hurrying to our dining-room we
found Stanley giving some instructions
to the engineer of the steamer, and in
answer to our:
''Why, Mr.. Stanley, how is this? We
thought you were a couple of miles up
the Pool" He replied:
$50 we ought to have been, but when
we just got opposite the station here in
the bad water off the islands something
broke, and the rudder wouldn't act We
were at the mercy of the stream, and al
most drifted on the rocks of the island
there.
II thought we should have to swim for
1t, and turned to Ward, saying it was
time to jump, but luckily we escaped the
rocks ana were able to get into your
beach, Swinburne, and so here we are
until tomorrow, | fear.
1.-The engineers will have to work all
night at repairing the damage"
Our little dinner that night was one
OF the pleasantest of my experiences dur
ing my five years in Africa. How we'll
remember Stanley's bright, agreeable
I've our little black servant boys were to
attend upon the feast, the real-the
true Bula Matadi-none of your spurious
limitations, but the genuine being who
had thrashed their chiefs in many a
light and then made blood brothers.
with them who had journeyed in lands
lar up the great river, where tabled
dwarfs with top-heavy heads dwelt; or
who, in his own land, the distant
Mputu, whence the white men came
far across tho sea, was the King and
father of them all! All! we'll, poor lit
tie chaps. they We're accustomed to hear
us talk of Bula Matadi as our leader and
settler of our disagreements on the Con-
go as to how our work should be done.
and they naturally thought we must
owe allegiance in our own land to this
big white chief
Dinner over, during our coffee and
cigars flor we sometimes possess these
luxuries down on Stanley PooD Stanley
most graphically described his descent
OF the great cataract below the Pool
now he had dragged his camels two
miles nearly over an island at the
mouth of the Gordon Bennett tributary
to avoid the Livingstone rapids. which
ragged and howled outside the island.
Il wandered for two DAYS along the
north bank seeking place to descend, D
he said, but all was hideous roar Of
waters tossing their huge waves up one
hundred feet from the surface-spch a sea
OF broken pillows that the Great Eastern
herself would be like a chin of firewooa
thrown upon it. Lying fat on NV face
on an overhanging cliff which rose hfgh
above this raging, roaring mass Of
water, watched it foaming and boiling
along far below me, No one else has
stood on that cliff, l am sure. II lins
hidden away somewhere below the
GORDON Bennett entrance into tba
congo and from it the most magnificent
view OF the rapids is obtainable.n
! was deeply interested in his granbic
description OF his descent of the river on
that Dark Continent" journey, and
ventured to ask him if he thought a
! white man could travel through tranieal
. Africa without means, men or armed
followers, as Rene Callie did tbrou,,b
the Soudan about 1920 He looked at
me and replied:
People have tried that since Gallo
There was that German who attemntaa
somewhat similar journey on the east
coast but did not succeed" Then 7
saw smile stealing round the corners
a his mouth as he continued.
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