228 LIVINGSTONE'S LAST JOURNEY. 



laba near its entry into the lake on the west, thus supplementing 

 their master's work, and, turning eastward beyond the great river 

 which had so long been the goal of his efforts, they made for the 

 route he had followed on his trip to the south in 1868. A short 

 halt at Casembe's was succe*eded by an uneventful trip eastwards 

 to Lake Tanganyika, rounding the southern extremity of which the 

 funeral procession rapidly made its way in a north-easterly direction 

 to Unyanyembe, where it arrived in the middle of October, 1873. 



Here Lieutenant Cameron, the leader, and Dr. Dillon and 

 Lieutenant Murphy, members of a new Livingstone Relief Expe- 

 dition sent out by the Royal Geographical Society, were resting 

 before starting westwards. After the sad news of the doctor's death 

 had been communicated to them and confirmed by indisputable evi- 

 dence, Cameron did all in his power to help and relieve the brave 

 fellows who had brought the hero's dead body and all belonging to 

 him thus far in safety. 



A MOURNFUL PROCESSION TO THE COAST. 



Then, finding them unwilling to surrender their charge before 

 reaching the coast, although he himself thought that Livingstone 

 might have wished to be buried in the same land as his wife, he 

 allowed them to proceed, Dr. Dillon and Lieutenant Murphy accom- 

 panying them. 



Soon after the march to the coast began, Dr. Dillon, rendered 

 delirious by his sufferings from fever and dysentery, shot himself 

 in his tent, but Susi, Chumah, and their comrades arrived safely at 

 Bagamoyo in February, 1874, where they delivered up their beloved 

 master's remains to the Acting English Consul, Captain Prideaux, 

 under whose care they were conveyed to Zanzibar in one of Her 

 Majesty's cruisers, thence to be sent to England on board the 

 Malwa, for interment in Westminster Abbey. 



To describe the stately funeral which was accorded to the 

 simple-hearted hero in old Westminster Abbey would be beyond our 

 province, but none who read the glowing newspaper accounts of the 

 long procession, the crowds of mourners, and the orations in honor 

 of the deceased, can fail to have been touched by the contrast they 



