BROKEN-HEARTEDNESS. 629 



called forth his sympathies none had awakened a deeper interest. 

 They are a bold, free and freedom-loving race, rude and wild, 

 but lovers of their homes, and of natures keenly sensitive to the 

 degradation of the galling yoke of bondage. Among them he 

 had seen first the disease, strangest and saddest of all, which 

 affected him more deeply than any of the various forms of suffer- 

 ing which he had seen in all his wanderings. This disease was 

 broken-heartedness. He saw it first after the brother of Syde 

 bin Habib was killed in Rua, and Syde vowing vengeance had 

 entered the country waging dreadful war. A large number of 

 captives were taken and brought away in chains ; many of the 

 poor creatures died in a few days after passing the boundary of 

 their own country. They exhibited no signs of illness, but only 

 deep sadness, and would place their hands over their hearts, 

 saying, "All the pain is here," and sink down by the way and 

 expire. The children would for a time keep up with wonderful 

 endurance, but when it happened that the sound of dancing and 

 the merry tinkle of the small drums fell on their ears in passing 

 the villages, memories of home would rush on them, and then 

 they would cry and sob until the " broken-heart " came and they 

 too sank rapidly. The heart of the man so long accustomed to 

 enter into the sorrows of the degraded, and to search for every 

 noble quality which they might possess, could not but feel an 

 uncommon interest in the Ba Rua ; and the explorer of the 

 wonderful continent, to whom the world was looking for the 

 fullest information about all of its mysteries, was naturally 

 anxious to see for himself those wonderful abodes, which seemed 

 to tell of an age of power surpassing all in the records of the 

 world, and of an ancient race who must have rivalled the fabled 

 giants in greatness. 



But nothing came of Dugumbe's conference with his friends, 

 and the man who had braved so much and staked all he possessed 

 on this noble effort was thoroughly foiled. And it needed only 

 the horrible transactions about to burst on him to drive him 

 back to Ujiji, destitute, disappointed and sick. 



A man named Manilla, one of the slaves employed in collect- 

 ing ivory for the Arabs, had been carrying things with rather 

 a high hand of late. Among other things, he had formed a sort 

 of alliance with a Kimburu, the chief of the neighborhood, by 



