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second childhood. The green maize was in one part the only food we 

 could get with any taste. I ate the hard fare, and was once horrified 

 by finding most of my teeth loose. They never fastened again, and 

 generally became so loose as to cause pain. I had to extract them, 

 and did so by putting on a strong thread with what sailors call a 

 clovehitch, tie the other end to a stump above or below, as the tooth 

 was upper or lower, strike the thread with a heavy pistol or stick, and 

 the tooth dangled at the stump, and no pain was felt. Two upper 

 front teeth are thus out, and so many more, I shall need a whole set 

 of artificials. I may here add that the Manyuema stole the bodies of 

 slaves which were buried, till a threat was used. They said the 

 hyenas had exhumed the dead, but a slave was cast out by Banyamwezi, 

 and neither hyenas nor men touched it for seven days. The threat was 

 effectual. I think that they are cannibals, but not ostentatiously so. 

 The disgust expressed by native traders has made them ashamed. 

 Women never partook of human flesh. Eating sokos or gorillas 

 must have been a step in the process of teaching them to eat men. 

 The sight of a soko nauseates me. He is so hideously ugly, I can 

 conceive no other use for him than sitting for a portrait of Satan. I 

 have lost many months by rains, refusal of my attendants to go into a 

 canoe, and irritable eating ulcers on my feet from wading in mud 

 instead of sailing. They are frightfully common, and often kill slaves. 

 I am recovering, and hope to go down Lualaba, which I would call 

 Webb River or Lake ; touch then another Lualaba, which I will name 

 Young's River or Lake; and then by the good hand of our Father above 

 turn homewards through Karagwe. As ivory trading here is like 

 gold-digging, I felt constrained to offer a handsome sum of money 

 and goods to my friend Mohamad Bogharib for men. It was better to 

 do this than go back to Ujiji, and then come over the whole 260 

 miles. I would have waited there for men from Zanzibar, but the 

 authority at Ujiji behaved so oddly about my letters, I fear they 

 never went to the coast. The worthless slaves I have saw that I was 

 at their mercy, for no Manyuema will go into the next district, and 

 they behaved as low savages who have been made free alone can. 

 Their eagerness to enslave and kill their own countrymen is dis- 

 tressing. ... 



" Give my love to Oswell and Anna Mary and the Aunties. I 

 have received no letter from any of you since I left home. The good 

 Lord bless you all, and be gracious to you. — Affectionately yours, 



" David Livingstone." 



Another letter is addressed to Sir Thomas Maclear 

 and Mr. Mann, September 1869. He enters at con- 

 siderable length into his reasons for the supposition that 

 he had discovered, on the watershed, the true sources of 



