he black in charge tugged at the
rope, but the donkey sank and was no more seen. Only one donkey now
remained, and this was carried across by Bombay the next morning, before
the voracious monsters were looking out for their breakfasts.

The next day was an eventful one. Just before starting, a caravan was
seen approaching, consisting of a large party of the Waguhha tribe,
occupying a tract of country to the south-west of Lake Tanganyika.

The news was asked. A white man had been seen by them who had lately
arrived at Ujiji from Manyema. He had white hair and a white beard, and
was sick. Only eight days ago they had seen him. He had been at Ujiji
before, and had gone away and returned. There could be no doubt that
this was Livingstone. How Stanley longed for a horse! for on a good
steed he could reach Ujiji in twelve hours.

In high spirits he started, pushing on as fast as his men could move.
There were dangers, however, still in the way. A war party of Wavinza
was out, who would not scruple even to rob their own villages when
returning victorious from battle.

Next day they travelled on in silence, but on the 5th fell in with a
party of the Wahha, who soon brought a band of warriors down upon them,
at the head of which appeared a fine-looking chief, Mionvu by name,
dressed in a crimson robe, with a turban on his head, he and his people
being armed with spears, and bows and arrows. He asked whether it
should be peace or war? The reply was, of course, peace. At the same
time Stanley hinted that his rifles would quickly give him the victory
should war be declared. Notwithstanding this Mionvu demanded a hundred
cloths as _hongo_. Ten were offered. Rather than pay the hundred,
Stanley asked his followers if they would fight, but Bombay urged
pacific measures, remarking that the country was open--no places to hide
in, and that every village would rise in arms.

"Pay, Bana, pay: it is better to get along quietly in this country," he
observed.

Mabruki and Asmani agreed with him. The _hongo_ was paid. Stanley
wisely resolved, if possible, not to come back that way.

A night march was determined on, and sufficient grain was purchased to
last the caravan six days through the jungle. They hoped thus to escape
the extortions of other chiefs to the westward. The men bravely toiled
on, without murmuring, though their feet and legs bled from the cutting
grass.

The jungle was alive with wild animals, but n