206 MEMORIES OF MY LIFE 



data and reasonings, the proprietor of the New York 

 Herald sent the expedition, whose progress is 

 described in Stanley's book, and which ended so 

 successfully for Livingstone. One wishes that the 

 whole thing could have been effected with less secrecy 

 in the beginning, and less ostentation and comparison 

 of Americans and English to the prejudice of the 

 latter. 



When the box of native make that contained 

 Livingstone's remains was brought to England by 

 Cameron, it was deposited in the rooms of the Royal 

 Geographical Society, and a most pathetic sight it was. 

 Many wished to be present at its opening, but Sir 

 Bartle Frere, then the President, determined that no 

 opportunity should be given for journalistic description, 

 and refusing to himself the painful gratification of 

 witnessing it, limited the spectators to very few. Sir 

 William Fergusson, the great operator, was deputed 

 to dissect the arm-bone at the place where the lion 

 had broken it, as means of identification. I forget 

 who were the others. They included some members 

 of Livingstone's family, and Mr. Webb of Newstead 

 Abbey, a great sportsman and friend of Livingstone, 

 familiar with the locality of the injured bone. I think 

 these were all. 



The pathos of Livingstone's interment in West- 

 minster Abbey was painfully marred by the use of 

 a conventional coffin and other funeral upholstery. 

 Had he been buried in the box rudely made by 

 natives, that had conveyed his remains from the far 

 interior to the Coast and told its own tale, the 

 ceremony would have been incomparably more 

 touching. 



