“Fifth Thousand.  With Map and Illustrations. 8vo. 21s.

“’Few achievements in our day have made a greater impression than that of the adventurous missionary who unaided crossed the Continent of Equatorial Africa.  His unassuming simplicity, his varied intelligence, his indomitable pluck, his steady religious purpose, form a combination of qualities rarely found in one man.  By common consent, Dr. Livingstone has come to be regarded as one of the most remarkable travellers of his own or of any other age.’—­British Quarterly Review.”

[The kindly pen of the reviewer served a good turn when there was “no medicine” but the following:—­]

I was at last advised to try malachite, rubbed down with water on a stone, and applied with a feather:  this is the only thing that has any beneficial effect.

9th September, 1870.—­A Londa slave stole ten goats from the Manyuema; he was bound, but broke loose, and killed two goats yesterday.  He was given to the Manyuema.  The Balonda evidently sold their criminals only.  He was shorn of his ears and would have been killed, but Monangoi said:  “Don’t let the blood of a freeman touch our soil.”

26th September, 1870.—­I am able now to report the ulcers healing.  For eighty days I have been completely laid up by them, and it will be long ere the lost substance will be replaced.  They kill many slaves; and an epidemic came to us which carried off thirty in our small camp.[8]

[We come to a very important note under the next date.  It may be necessary to remind the reader that when Livingstone left the neighbourhood of Lake Nyassa and bent his steps northwards, he believed that the “Chambeze” River, which the natives reported to be ahead of him, was in reality the Zambezi, for he held in his hand a map manufactured at home, and so conveniently manipulated as to clear up a great difficulty by simply inserting “New Zambezi” in the place of the Chambeze.  As we now see, Livingstone handed back this addled geographical egg to its progenitor, who, we regret to say, has not only smashed it in wrath, but has treated us to so much of its savour in a pamphlet written against the deceased explorer, that few will care to turn over its leaves.

However, the African traveller has a warning held up before him which may be briefly summed up in a caution to be on the look out for constant repetitions in one form or another of the same name.  Endless confusion has arisen from Nyassas and Nyanzas, from Chiroas and Kiroas and Shirwas, to say nothing of Zambesis and Ohambezes.  The natives are just as prone to perpetuate Zambezi or Lufira in Africa as we are to multiply our Avons and Ouses in England.]

4th October, 1870.—­A trading party from Ujiji reports an epidemic raging between the coast and Ujiji, and very fatal.  Syde bin Habib and Dugumbe are coming, and they have letters and perhaps people for me, so I remain, though the irritable ulcers are well-nigh healed.  I fear that my packet for the coast may have fared badly, for the Lewale has kept Musa Kamaal by him, so that no evidence against himself or the dishonest man Musa bin Saloom should be given:  my box and guns, with despatches, I fear will never be sent.  Zahor, to whom I gave calico to pay carriers, has been sent off to Lobemba.