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Lieutenant Cameron, who was received with enthusiastic applause, 

 said — "Mr. Mayor, Mr. High Sheriff, Ladies and Gentlemen — I thank you 

 from the bottom of my heart for the kind and cordial way in which you have 

 drunk my health. It is most cheering when one comes back to one's native 

 land, to be welcomed as I have been welcomed here. I am proud to say 

 that I have been welcomed in a way that has surpassed anything that I could 

 ever have expected. I thank you all most heartily. I am glad that I came 

 to this port of Liverpool on my arrival in England, because I believe that 

 Liverpool has more to do -with Africa than any other port in the world. 

 Nearly all the trade of the West Coast of Africa comes to Liverpool. In my 

 journeys, as the Mayor has said, I was sustained by a belief that the English 

 public would never desert me ; and I am glad to say that I have found that 

 my belief was true. 



"I left England on the 30th November, 1872. I went out to Zanzibar 

 with Sir Bartle Frere. I had a good many difficulties in getting men together. 

 There were at first four of us. I left two behind — Murphy and Moffat — to 

 rejoin us later; one of them, Moffat, a nephew of Dr. Livingstone and a grand- 

 son of the Rev. Dr. Moffat. He died before he could rejoin us; he was too 

 young to stand the journey. Mr. Murphy rejoined Mr. Dillon and myself 

 at Rhenneko. We then marched over country which is known, and which 

 has been travelled by Stanley, Burton, and Speke, who have described it 

 better than I could. We arrived at Unyanyembe; and there I found some 

 opposition on the part of people belonging to the coast — not, however, the 

 well-bred Arabs, who are gentlemen in the best sense of the word — but ped- 

 lars, who injured us in many ways and took away our men. The Arabs of 

 Omau and the Arabs of Zanzibar, who are friends and countrymen of Seyyid 

 Burghash, are in the highest sense of the word, gentlemen. There poor Dillon, 

 one of my dearest friends, left me ; he had to go home, and his sad death 

 occurred directly afterwards. Mr. Murphy had to go back with the corpse 

 of Dr. Livingstone to the coast. I then went on a road between that of 

 Stanley and Burton to Ujiji, and there I met Arabs who were kind and 

 hospitable. I remained at Tanganyika two months, going round the south 

 end, and I am happy to say that at the end I found there was an outlet to 

 the Tanganyika, which I always believed there must be, called the Lukuga. 

 I am certain, from my levels and position, that the waters of the Lualaba and 

 the Congo are the same. I saw Hamed ben Hamed, who bargained to take 

 me down to his settlement, and to try to get me across the Loami, the lake 

 into which the Lualaba flows. The chief on the other side, however, refused 

 to give me a passage. I then walked away south to where there were Portu- 

 guese traders, and there I found another kind and hospitable Arab, and a 

 subject of Portugal, named Alviz, who said he was going down the coast. 

 In sundry ways he delayed me for upwards of six months, and during that 

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