THE RELIEF OF EMIN PASHA 
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fowls, goats, bananas, corn, sweet potatoes, yams, beans, etc. . . . 
They were still 126 miles from the lake; but, given food, such a dis¬ 
tance seemed nothing. . . . After 160 days’ continuous gloom we 
saw the light of broad day shining all around us, and making all things 
beautiful. We thought we had never seen grass so green or country 
so lovely. The men literally yelled and leaped with joy, and raced 
over the ground with their burdens. Ah! this was the old spirit of 
former expeditions, successfully completed, all of a sudden revived!” 
At 1 P. M., on the 13th of December, 1887, after a brief camp for 
rest and refreshment, the expedition moved on its eastward march. 
And now let Stanley tell his own tale. 
“Fifteen minutes later, I cried out, ‘Prepare yourselves for a 
sight of the Nyanza.’ 
“The men murmured and doubted’, and said: 
“Why does the master continually talk to us in this way? 
Nyanza, indeed! Is not this a plain, and can we not see mountains at 
least four days’ march ahead of us?’ 
“At 1.30 P. M. the Albert Nyanza was below them! 
“Now it was my turn to jeer and scoff at the doubters, but as 
I was about to ask them what they saw, so many came to kiss my 
hands and beg my pardon, that I could not say a word. This was my 
reward.” 
About six miles in front of them lay Kavalli, the objective point 
of the expedition; and beyond Kavalli, the blue expanse of the Albert 
Nyanza. 
We must omit describing how Stanley met Emin, and found that 
during the years of his isolation he had defended himself and his 
province against the Mahdists. His powers of holding out longer, 
however, were fast passing away, yet when Stanley sought to induce 
him to retire he found it difficult to obtain any definite answer. Emin 
still hoped to be able to sustain himself against his enemies, and Stan¬ 
ley could not convince him to the contrary. 
What the great traveler now did was to return by the long route 
through the forest with the hope of reaching his rear guard under 
Major Barttelot. He failed to find them until he had nearly reached 
Yambaya, and did’ so to learn that the major had been killed, and out 
