672 THE TABLES TURNED. 



in Unyanyembe again, heartily disgusted with the Arab method 

 of warfare and their ideas of duty to an ally ; with the scene 

 before him of Mirambo's army surrounding Tabora. 



Feeling himself fully absolved from all obligations to his Arab 

 neighbors, for whom he had nearly sacrificed his life and the 

 expedition, Mr. Stanley now set about collecting a new set of 

 carriers, determined to start for Ujiji by a route which promised 

 freedom from the opposition of Mirambo, though much more 

 indirect than the one he would have preferred to take. It was 

 no easy matter to secure such a number of men as he needed 

 under the circumstances. But the delay was unendurable, while 

 he feared that the great and good man whom he had been sent 

 out to find and help might be suffering at Ujiji; therefore he 

 decided to leave the greater portion of his goods under a guard 

 and set out with a "flying caravan" by the southern route 

 through northern Ukonongo and Ukawendi. Conspicuous 

 among those whom he mustered for this march were two men 

 of giant proportions, named Asmani and Mabruki, who will play 

 a conspicuous part as we shall see. 



But gathering a force is not all of getting away from such 

 quarters as Unyanyembe. There are always little domestic ties 

 formed by the sable attendants of a traveller in such quarters 

 which are not friendly to prompt departures. When on the 

 morning of the 20th of September the caravan was mustered 

 outside of the tembe, under flags and streamers so proudly un- 

 furled, and all the loads were ready to be lifted, one of the prin- 

 cipal members of the expedition was missing. Where was 

 Bombay? Where should he be — where would one expect to 

 find such a gallant at such a time? "Bombay was found 

 weeping in the arms of his Delilah." 



We cannot require the reader, whose real concern is to know 

 how and when and where this expedition succeeded in bringing 

 consolation and timely aid to Dr. Livingstone, to follow him with 

 the details of this journey of so much interest in the life of Mr. 

 Stanley. The days were full of petty complaints from a few 

 grumblers, and almost every night desertions occurred. Shaw 

 was more trouble than a dozen babies, and ultimately succeeded 

 in provoking his employer to send him back to Unyanyembe. 

 Day after day were the same experiences ; forest after forest was 



