formers, promoters of ragged
schools and Niger Expeditions; soldiers fighting for right
against oppression, and sailors rescuing captives in deadly
climes, as well as missionaries, are all aiding in hastening
on a glorious consummation to all God's dealings with our
race. In the hope that I may yet be honored to do some good
to this poor long downtrodden Africa, the gentlemen over
whom you have the honor to preside will, I believe, cordially
join."

From Tette he went on to Senna. Again he is treated with extraordinary
kindness by Lieutenant Miranda, and others, and again he is prostrated
by an attack of fever. Provided with a comfortable boat, he at last
reaches Quilimane on the 20th May, and is most kindly received by
Colonel Nunes, "one of the best men in the country." Dr. Livingstone has
told us in his book how his joy in reaching Quilimane was embittered on
his learning that Captain Maclure, Lieutenant Woodruffe, and five men of
H.M.S. "Dart," had been drowned off the bar in coming to Quilimane to
pick him up, and how he felt as if he would rather have died
for them[46].

[Footnote 46: Among Livingstone's papers we have found draft letter to
the Admiralty, earnestly commending to their Lordship's favorable
consideration a petition from the widow of one of the men. He had never
seen her, he said, but he had been the unconscious cause of her
husband's death, and all the joy he felt in crossing the continent was
embittered when the news of the sad catastrophe reached him.]

News from across the Atlantic likewise informed him that his nephew and
namesake, David Livingston, a fine lad eleven years of age, had been
drowned in Canada. All the deeper was his gratitude for the goodness and
mercy that had followed him and preserved him, as he says in his private
Journal, from "many dangers not recorded in this book."

The retrospect in his _Missionary Travels_ of the manner in which his
life had been ordered up to this point, is so striking that our
narrative would be deficient if it did not contain it:

"If the reader remembers the way in which I was led, while
teaching the Bakwains, to commence exploration, he will, I
think, recognize the hand of Providence. Anterior to that,
when Mr. Moffat began to give the Bible--the Magna Charta of
all the rights and privileges of modern civilization--to the
Bechuanas, Sebituane went north, and spread the langu