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rapidly at the head of his caravan, lest the news of his coming 

 should reach the people of Bunder Ujiji before he came in sight. 

 Presently he reached the summit of the last of the little ridges, 

 and the famous port of Ujiji embowered in palms lay below, 

 not five hundred yards away." He did not think of the hun- 

 dreds of miles he had marched, of the hundreds of hills he had 

 ascended and descended, of the forests and jungles and varied 

 plains and scorching suns. They were past ; the fondest hopes 

 were to be realized ; in a few moments he should see Dr. Living- 

 stone ; the Samaritan was at hand. The perplexity of Living- 

 stone had become extremity ; God made it an opportunity. Mr. 

 Stanley gave the command : 



" Unfurl the flags and load your guns." 



"Ay, Wallah, ay, Wallah, bana ! " was the answering shout 

 of the men, and quicker than we can write it the flags were 

 unfurled and the guns ready. 



" One, two, three — fire ! " and a volley from nearly fifty guns 

 roared like a salute from a battery of artillery. 



" Now, Kirangozi," shouted Stanley, " hold the white man's 

 flag up high, and let the Zanzibar flag bring up the rear ; and 

 you men keep close together and keep firing until we halt in 

 the market-place or before the white man's house ; there are fish 

 and bear and a long rest for you — march" 



Before they had gone a hundred yards the repeated volleys 

 had waked Ujiji to the knowledge that a caravan was coming, 

 and the people went rushing to meet them. Dr Livingstone 

 also had heard those volleys. We may not know what thoughts 

 flashed through his mind : what hopes bounded in his heart. 

 Susi and Chuma went bounding away with the multitude — 

 there were Wanyamwezi, Wangwana, Warundi, Waguhha, 

 Wamanyuema and Arabs — all thronging about the caravan 

 with their salutations — all gazing with admiration on the beau- 

 tiful bindere Merikani (American flag). 



Suddenly Mr. Stanley heard a voice in the crowd on his right 

 say : 



" Good-morning, sir." 



Startled to hear these familiar words in such a crowd he 

 turned quickly to find the man who uttered them. That man 

 was right by his side, with the blackest of faces, but all ani- 



