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of his estate and cut it up into small tracts and apportioned it 

 to settlers. The son, though very wealthy, held only an insig- 

 nificant portion of his rightful estate. This gentleman, in 

 common with other prominent Portuguese gentlemen of the 

 town, welcomed the expedition, and all of them freely compli- 

 mented Dr. Livingstone on his discovery of the true mouth of 

 the noble river so near which they had spent their lives in 

 ignorance of the error which their government had ignorantly or 

 wilfully concealed. 



From Senna the expedition ascended as far as Tete without 

 special incident — their object being to reach that spot as speedily 

 as possible — and anchored their craft in front of that frontier 

 village on the 8th of September. The Makololo were full of 

 joy at the return of their " father." They hailed him with 

 expressions of unbounded delight. Five of their head men 

 came on board the steamer and listened in quiet sorrow to the 

 story of poor Sekwebu's death. " Men die in any country," 

 they said, and then told how thirty of their own number had 

 gone with the Baromo since they parted with Dr. Livingstone. 

 Two years had elapsed since that parting. They had waited 

 patiently and confidently for the return of their friend. They 

 had not been provided for by the Portuguese government, as 

 had been promised Dr. Livingstone, and their sufferings would 

 have been even more severe than they were but for the personal 

 kindness of Major Sicard. But the waiting was over now, and 

 they pressed about their tried friend with expressions of love 

 which cheered his heart. They quickly carried his goods to the 

 government house, so heartily tendered by the generous com- 

 mandant, and left him for the time only when they were sure 

 that they could bestow no additional attention. There was a 

 wealth of trust and affection in their simple " good-night," and 

 the expression, " We will sleep to-night," more than repaid the 

 large-hearted, self-sacrificing friend 'of the race for all his toil 

 and anxiety in coming back to them. ' 



All Africa, weary and neglected, was longing for repose. 

 It must have been a sweet thought that he was the pioneer 

 of that precious word which should give sweet sleep, rest of 

 spirit, to the millions of that neglected continent. 



