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and—pause, reader—the port of Ujiji is below us, embowered in 
the palms, only five hundred yards from us. 
At this grand moment we do not think of the hundreds of 
miles we have marched, or of the hundreds of hills we have ascended 
and descended, or of the many forests we have traversed, or of the 
jungles and thickets that annoyed us, or of the fervid salt plains 
ARRIVAL AT UJIJI. 
that blistered our feet, or of the hot sun that scorched us, nor of 
the dangers and difficulties, now happily surmounted! 
At last the sublime hour had arrived;—^our dreams, our hopes, 
and anticipations are now about to be realized! Our hearts and our 
feelings are with our eyes, as we peer into the palms and try to 
make out in which hut or house lives the ^Vhite man with the gray 
beard'' we had already heard about. 
‘‘Unfurl the flags, and load your guns.'' 
