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Section 150. MR. STANLEY’S LETTER (continued). II.

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Dear Sirs,

Though⁠[1] strangers, I feel we shall be great friends, and⁠[2] I shall always remember my feelings of gratefulness, when I first caught sight of your supplies, and my poor, faithful, and brave people cried out: “Master, we are saved!—food⁠[3] is coming!” The old and the young—the men, the women, and the children—lifted their wearied and worn-out⁠[4] frames⁠[5], and began to chant lustily an⁠[6] extemporaneous song, in⁠[7] honour of the white people by (an) the great salt sea (the (S. 53, N. 9) Atlantic) who had listened to their prayers. I had⁠[8] to rush to my tent to hide the tears that would issue⁠[9], despite all my attempts to composure⁠[10].

Gentlemen, that the blessing of God may attend your footsteps whithersoever⁠[11] you go, is the very earnest⁠[12] prayer of

Yours faithfully,

H. M. Stanley,

Commanding the Anglo-American Expedition.—

H. M. Stanley, “Through the Dark Continent.”

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