death of his dear wife, and of the Bishop, the increasing vigor of the slave-trade, and the abandonment of the Universities Mission.  But faith assured him of good times coming, though he might not live to see them.  Would only he had seen through the vista of the next ten years!  Bishop Tozer done with Africa, and Bishop Steere returning to the old neighborhood, and resuming the old work of the Universities Mission; and his own countrymen planted his name on the promontory on which he gazed so sorrowfully, training the poor natives in the arts of civilization, rearing Christian households among them, and proclaiming the blessed Gospel of the God of love!

Invariably as he goes along, Dr. Livingstone aims at two things:  at teaching some of the great truths of Christianity, and rousing consciences on the atrocious guilt of the slave-trade.  In connection with the former he discovers that his usual way of conducting divine service—­by the reading of prayers—­does not give ignorant persons any idea of an unseen Being; kneeling and praying with the eyes shut is better.  At the foot of the lake he goes out of his way to remonstrate with Mukate, one of the chief marauders of the district.  The tenor of his addresses is in some degree shaped by the practices he finds so prevalent: 

“We mention our relationship to our Father, the guilt of selling any of his children, the consequences:—­e.g. it begets war, for as they don’t like to sell their own, they steal from other villagers, who retaliate.  Arabs and Waiyau, invited into the country by their selling, foster feuds,—­wars and depopulation ensue.  We mention the Bible—­future state—­prayer; advise union, that they would unite as one family to expel enemies, who came first as slave-traders, and ended by leaving the country a wilderness.”

It was about this time that Wikatani, one of the two Waiyau boys who had been rescued from slavery, finding, as he believed or said, some brothers and sisters on the western shore of the lake, left Livingstone and remained with them.  There had been an impression in some quarters, that, according to his wont, Livingstone had made him his slave; to show the contrary, he gave him his choice of remaining or going, and, when the boy chose to remain, he acquiesced.

Dr. Livingstone had ere now passed over the ground where, if anywhere, he might have hoped to find a station for a commercial and missionary settlement, independent of the Portuguese.  In this hope he was rather disappointed.  The only spot he refers to is the district west of Mataka’s, which, however, was so difficult of access.  Nearer the coast a mission might be established, and to this project his mind turned afterward; but it would not command the Nyassa district.  On the whole he preferred the Zambesi and Shire valley, with all their difficulties.  But the Rovuma was not hopeless, and indeed, within the last few years, the Universities Mission has occupied the district successfully.