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Lewis Carroll


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Hugh Lofting


African missionary heroes and heroines

by Hermann Karl Wilhelm Kumm

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1865 (Feb. 23rd) He was born—the eldest son of Lieutenant Colonel Robert Wilmot Brooke.

1882 He was influenced by talks with General Gordon to think of foreign missionary work in Africa. He was then a medical student at St. Thomas's Hospital, London, Eng.

1885-9 After he had left the British army (for which he had been educated) he traveled in Nigeria, Senegambia, and on the Mobangi-Congo, endeavoring to get into the Sudan as a missionary.

1889 Joined the Church Missionary Society of England, and

the Rev. J. A. Robinson led the first missionary party of the C. M. S. into the West Central Sudan.

1890 After three months on the Niger he was invalided home.

1891 (May 4th) He was back again on the Niger with two

Cambridge graduates.

1892 (March 5th) Brooke died at Lokoja on the Niger.

"As truly as Hannington gave his life to purchase the road to Uganda and—has won it, so truly has Graham Wilmot Brooke laid down his life that Christ may be preached through the length and breadth of the Sudan. And shall he not win it too?"

Church Missionary Intelligencer, May, 18Q2.

CHAPTER II

Over a thousand years have gone by since Cahina died, and we have come to the days of modern Christian missions in Africa.

"Look, white man, slaves!"

A gang of emaciated men and women, the slave fork on their necks, their skin colored ashy gray from fear and famine, their feet weary from long wandering, their faces expressionless, their eyes hopeless, dull, watery—some twenty or thirty human chattels—toiled along the bush path, prodded onward by the points of spears.

"Look, white man, slaves! The bad people down the river buy them for chop," (food).

Graham Wilmot Brooke, an officer in the British army, had heard the call of the nations in the shadows, and had dedicated his life to their Christianization. After many months' travelling he had found his way into the very heart of Africa, and on the northern bend of the Mobangi looked longingly into the lands of the Central Sudan. But his supplies had given out; he was some five hundred miles beyond the furthest outposts of the white man; the tribes before him were inimical, and his road was closed. He had spent the night in a native hut. He was just recovering from an attack of fever when his attention was drawn to the ghastly sight.

"Look, white man, slaves!"

Sights such as this had been familiar to David Livingstone.

Denham, fifty years before, riding along one of the great highroads of the slave-trade near Lake Chad, was wakened out of his day-dreams one afternoon by his horse stumbling, and looking down found that his mount had crushed under foot a human skull—a reminder in the desert of the slave trade. He tells us that for many days his mind revolted at his horse's sacrilegious faux pas—but then, the horse was but a horse.

"Look, white man, slaves!" Some thirteen years ago the writer when travelling in Tripoli, was one morning startled by the same words coming from the lips of one of his companions. He was journeying southward on one of the five highroads of the desert, each of them two thousand miles in length.1 Millenliums of travelling of the caravans have, in places, worn into these roads deep grooves through solid rock, and yet it was bare human, and unhoofed velvet-padded camels' feet that made these grooves!

Along the road came a caravan of three hundred camels loaded with ostrich feathers, ivory and morocco skins. Slowly they passed, Arab drivers singing songs while carrying their loaded flintlocks handy for defense.

'The first one leading from Fez in Morocco to the desert city Timbuktu, the second from Algeria and Tunis to the Niger, the third from Tripoli to Lake Chad, the fourth from Bengazi through the cluster of the Kufra Oases to Wadai, and the fifth one from Alexandria in Egypt through the oases of the Libyan Desert to Darfur.


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