Twice the whole company had to lay aside the baggage and assume arms, when Guy Oscard proved himself to be a cool and daring leader.

Not twice, but two hundred times, the ring of Joseph's unerring rifle sent some naked savage crawling into the brake to die, with a sudden wonder in his half-awakened brain.

They could not afford to be merciful; their only safeguard was to pass through this country, leaving a track of blood and fire and dread behind them.
This, however, is no record of travel in Central Africa.

There are many such to be had at any circulating library, written by abler and more fantastic pens.

Some of us who have wandered in the darkest continent have looked in vain for things seen by former travellers--things which, as the saying is, are neither here nor there.