d let us know
the first thing in the morning the hour he would sail. Well, after this,
there was little peace or quiet. We were too tired to sit up that night,
and next morning there was much to arrange, and everybody was coming and
going, and we heard we were to go by the half-past two train. A great
many friends were with us, but on the shore we slipped away, and, leaning
together on a heap of bricks, had a few sweet, quiet collects together,
till we were warned we must go to the boat. We went on board the tug,
and stood together high up on the captain's place; we were washed again
and again by the great waves. When he went, and I had his last kiss and
blessing, his own bright, beautiful spirit infected mine, and I could
return his parting words without flinching; I saw him go without even a
tear dimming my eye: so that I could watch him to the last, looking after
our little boat again crossing the bar, till we could distinguish each
other no more.

"In speaking one day of happiness, he said, 'I have given up looking for
that altogether. Now, till death, my post is one of unrest and care. To
be the sharer of everyone's sorrow, the comforter of everyone's grief,
the strengthener of everyone's weakness: to do this as much as in me lies
is now my aim and object; for, you know, when the members suffer, the
pain must always fly to the head.' He said this with a smile, and oh!
the peace in his face; it seemed as if nothing _could_ shake it."

The last photograph, taken during this visit to Durban, with the high
calm brow, and the quiet contemplative eye, bears out this beautiful,
sisterly description of that last look.

The _Lyra_ next proceeded to the Kongone mouth of the Zambesi, where the
two parties who had gone forward, including Dr. Livingstone himself, were
met, and a consultation took place. The Bishop was anxious to go
forward, arrange his settlement, and commence his work at once; but Dr.
Livingstone thought the season a bad one, and was anxious to explore the
River Rovuma, to see whether its banks afforded a better opening; and it
ended in the Bishop feeling obliged to give way to his experience,
although against his own judgment.

He therefore, with Mr. Rowley, who had joined him at Durban, accompanied
Livingstone in the _Pioneer_, leaving the others at Johanna, a little
island used as a depot for coal.

The expedition was not successful; there was only water enough in the
channel to enable the _Pi