772 LIFE OF DA VII) LIVINGSTONE, LL.D. 



" Sweet is the Sabbath-day to the toil-worn labourer, happy is the long 

 sea-tossed mariner after his arrival in port, and gladsome were the days of 

 calm we enjoyed after our troublous exploration of the Nyanza. The brusque 

 storms, and continued rain, the cheerless grey clouds, the wild waves, the 

 loneliness of the islands, and the inhospitality of the natives, were like mere 

 phases of a dream, faint phantasmagoria of the memory — so little did we 

 heed what was past while enjoying the luxury of this rest from our toils. 

 Still it added to our pleasure to be able to conjure up in the mind the varied 

 incidents of the long lake journey ; and they served to enliven and employ 

 the mind while the body enjoyed repose, like condiments quickening diges- 

 tion. It was a satisfaction to be able to map at will in the mind so many 

 countries newly discovered — such a noble extent of fresh water traversed for 

 the first time. As the memory flew over the lengthy track of exploration, 

 how fondly it gazed upon the many picturesque bays, margined by water 

 lilies and lotus plants, or by green walls of the slender reed-like papyrus ! 

 With what kindly recognition it roved over those little green islands, in the 

 snug havens of which our boat had lain securely at anchor, when the rude 

 tempest without churned the face of the Nyanza into a foamy sheet ! With 

 what curious delight it loved to recall the massive gneiss rocks towering one 

 above another in huge fragments, perpendicular and horizontal, as they had 

 been disintegrated from the parent mass by the elements ! 



" At one place they reminded us of the neighbourhood of Avila and the 

 Escurial, at another of Stonehenge ; in another spot they appeared as if a 

 race of Titans had collected these huge blocks together, and piled them up in 

 their present irregular state with a view to building a regular structure, which 

 should defy time and the forces of nature. The memory also cherished a 

 kindly recollection of the rich gi'ain-bearing plains of Ugeyeya, the soft out- 

 lined hills of Manyara, the tall dark woods and low shores opposite Namunji 

 Island, as well as of the pastoral plateaux and slopes of Uvuma and Bugeyeya. 

 But most of all it clung to Uganda, that beautiful land, with its intelligent 

 king, and no less remarkable people. Here our minds received the deepest 

 impressions, and therefore retained the fondest recollections. For in Uganda, 

 imagination, that had hitherto been hushed to somnolence by the irredeem- 

 able state of wildness and savagery witnessed between Zanzibar and Usu- 

 kuma, glowed into warm life, and from the present Uganda painted a future 

 dressed in the robe of civilisation; it saw each gentle hill crowned by a happy 

 village and spired church, from which the bells sounded the call to a Gospel 

 service ; it saw the hill slopes prolific with the fruits of horticulture, and the 

 valleys waving fields of grain; it saw the land smiling in affluence and plenty, 

 its bays crowded with the dark hulls of trading vessels ; it heard the sounds 

 of craftsmen at their work, the roar of manufactories and foundries, and the 

 ever-buzzing noise of enterprising industry. 



