emen have neat bungalows and gardens; they may spend their days ashore, but they are very careful to sleep on board. All the official whites appear to have a morbid horror of the climate; when attacked by fever, they "cave in" at once, and recovery can hardly be expected. This year also, owing to scanty rains, sickness has been rife, and many cases which began with normal mildness have ended suddenly and fatally. Besides fear of fever, they are victims to ennui and nostalgia; and, expecting the Comptoir to pay large profits, they are greatly disappointed by the reverse being the case.
But how can they look for it to be otherwise? The modern French appear fit to manage only garrisons and military posts. They will make everything official, and they will not remember the protest against governing too much, offered by the burgesses of Paris to Louis le Grand. They are always on duty; they are never out of uniform, mentally and metaphorically, as well as bodily and literally. Nothing is done without delay,
There was a Richard Burton back then, not the actor...
Check the date of publication-- Published 1876
Richard Burton, the actor, wasn't alive back then.
Who knew one of our greatest Shakespearean and film actors was also such a brave adventurer!
I was amazed at Richard Burton's bravery in such a primitive and remote location as the Congo. I especially enjoyed the chapter where Burton and pals performed delicate cataract surgery on the eyes of gorillas, using only minimal anesthesia.
Curious..not one mention of Liz Taylor. Maybe in Volume 2; will report.