26th February, 1872.—­Writing journal and despatch.

27th February, 1872.—­Moene-mokaia is ill of heart disease and liver abscess.  I sent him some blistering fluid.  To-day we hold a Christmas feast.

28th February, 1872.—­Writing journal.  Syde bin Salem called; he is a China-looking man, and tried to be civil to us.

5th March, 1872.—­My friend Moene-mokaia came yesterday; he is very ill of abscess in liver, which has burst internally.  I gave him some calomel and jalap to open his bowels.  He is very weak; his legs are swollen, but body emaciated.

6th March, 1872.—­Repairing tent, and receiving sundry stores, Moenem-okaia died.

7th March, 1872.—­Received a machine for filling cartridges.

8th and 9th March, 1872.—­Writing.

10th March, 1872.—­Writing.  Gave Mr. Stanley a cheque for 5000 rupees on Stewart and Co., Bombay.  This 500_l._ is to be drawn if Dr. Kirk has expended the rest of the 1000_l._ If not, then the cheque is to be destroyed by Mr. Stanley.

12th March, 1872.—­Writing.

13th March, 1872.—­Finished my letter to Mr. Bennett of the New York Herald, and Despatch No. 3 to Lord Granville.

14th March, 1872.—­Mr. Stanley leaves.  I commit to his care my journal sealed with five seals:  the impressions on them are those of an American gold coin, anna, and half anna, and cake of paint with royal arms.  Positively not to be opened.

[We must leave each heart to know its own bitterness, as the old explorer retraces his steps to the Tembe at Kwihara, there to hope and pray that good fortune may attend his companion of the last few months on his journey to the coast; whilst Stanley, duly impressed with the importance of that which he can reveal to the outer world, and laden with a responsibility which by this time can be fully comprehended, thrusts on through every difficulty.

There is nothing for it now but to give Mr. Stanley time to get to Zanzibar, and to shorten by any means at hand the anxious period which must elapse before evidence can arrive that he has carried out the commission entrusted to him.

As we shall see, Livingstone was not without some material to afford him occupation.  Distances were calculated from native report; preparations were pushed on for the coming journey to Lake Bangweolo; apparatus was set in order.  Travellers from all quarters dropped in from time to time:  each contributed something about his own land; whilst waifs and strays of news from the expedition sent by the Arabs against Mirambo kept the settlement alive.  To return to his Diary.

How much seems to lie in their separating, when we remember that with the last shake of the hand, and the last adieu, came the final parting between Livingstone and all that could represent the interest felt by the world in his travels, or the sympathy of the white man!]