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became
dark, so as to simulate smoke very closely. The whole scene was
extremely beautiful; the banks and islands dotted over the river
are adorned with sylvan vegetation of great variety of colour
and form no one can imagine the beauty of the view from any
thing witnessed in England. It had never been seen before by
European eyes; but scenes so lovely must have been gazed upon by
angels in their flight. …
When about
half a mile from the falls, I left the canoe by which we had
come down thus far, and embarked in a lighter one, with men well
acquainted with the rapids, who, by passing down the centre of
the stream in the eddies and still places caused by many jutting
rocks, brought me to an island situated in the middle of the
river, and on the edge of the lip over which the water rolls. In
coming hither there was danger of being swept down by the
streams which rushed
along
on each side of the island; but the river was now low, and we
sailed where it is totally impossible to go when the water is
high. But, though we had reached the island, and were within a
few yards of the spot, a view from which would solve the whole
problem, I believe that no one could perceive where the vast
body of water went; it seemed to lose itself in the earth, the
opposite lip of the fissure into which it disappeared being only
80 feet distant. At least I did not comprehend it until,
creeping with awe to the verge, I peered down into a large rent
which had been made from bank to bank of the broad Zambezi, and
saw that a stream of a thousand yards broad leaped down a
hundred feet, and then became suddenly compressed into a space
of fifteen or twenty yards.
…In looking down into the fissure on the right of the island,
one sees nothing but a dense white cloud, which, at the time we
visited the spot, bad two bright rainbows on it. From this cloud
rushed up a great jet of vapour exactly like steam, and it
mounted 200 or 300 feet high; there condensing, it changed its
hue to that of dark smoke, and came back in a constant shower,
which soon wetted us to the skin.”
Livingstone, David, Missionary
Travels and Researches In South Africa (1858)
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