'Other sheep I have which are not of
this fold.’ The Bishop of Sierra Leone says that these words on
Livingstone’s tomb in Westminster Abbey made him a missionary.
‘Is it right to keep the Gospel
to ourselves?'— Wels.
We are in great danger, the greater
therefore should our courage be.’—Mazzini.
IN May, 1890, Stewart left Lovedale
on what was really his first furlough, though he had spent twenty-four
years in arduous toil. His time and strength during his previous visits to
Scotland had been devoted chiefly to the interests of Lovedale, Blythswood,
and Livingstonia.
In 1891 he was in his sixty-first
year, but still as active and vigorous as most men are at thirty.
Sir William Mackinnon and his
friends had subscribed a large sum of money for establishing a new mission
in the territories of the Imperial British East African Company, now the
East African Protectorate. They requested Stewart to organise and lead the
expedition, select the site for the mission, and lay its foundation after
the pattern and spirit of Lovedale. The proposal was after his own heart,
and with the approval of his Church, he at once consented. [Mackay of
Uganda, in the second last message he sent home to his friends in this
country, pled that a second—he might have said a fifth—Lovedale should be
planted in East Central Africa.]
On his way out he a second time
visited the house at Quilimane in which he had stayed when he returned
from the Zambesi, all forlorn, in 1863. These words then came to him with
great power: ‘Thou shalt remember all the way by which the Lord thy God
hath led thee.’ He fervently thanked God and took courage.
In August, 1891, he collected at
Zanzibar a hundred and fifty men as the nucleus of his force. He had many
vexing African delays, for he was in a land where, as he put it,
‘everything was done to-morrow.’ About the middle of September he started
from Mombasa with two hundred and seventy-three men, of whom six,
including himself, were Europeans. There was no railway then to Uganda,
and as animal transport was impossible, everything had to be carried on
men’s heads. ‘The walk was very hot, through mangoes and jungle— something
like the air of a hot palmhouse at home. The road, a native footpath
merely, wound to every point of the compass through thick jungle, mostly
of thorns of the "wait-a-bit" type, and thick cactus and euphorbias, which
kept out every breath of air.’ He had also the usual troubles with
porters, several of whom were malingerers.
They had to go through the Taro
Desert, at that season an inhospitable belt or ‘thirst-land,’ which had
been fatal to many travellers. ‘That dreaded Taro plain,' [Ruth B. Fisher
writes that in this neighbourhood she found the ground ‘strewn with the
bleached bones and skulls of those who had died for want of water’ (On
the Borders of Pigmy Land).] Bishop Hannington calls it. It was the
same route by which he travelled in 1885 to find an African grave. The
thorny bushes tore the travellers’ clothes and flesh. In some caravans as
many as half a dozen lives had been lost in that waterless waste. [Stewart
was greatly interested in the curious water.holes in the Taro plain. They
were found in clusters near big boulders. They were only a few inches wide
while they might be twenty feet deep. The narrowness of the opening and
the shelter of the rock prevented evaporation, while the great depth of
the hole stored a great quantity of water during the rainy season. But for
these holes the great plain would have been impassable for man or beast.
There are similar water holes in the deserts of Australia, but they are
never found in the neighbourhood of rivers.]
The nearest water was two thousand
feet up the mountain, and at a distance of fifteen miles. To reach it they
had to plod on under a burning and blazing heat. ‘The appeals for water
were very touching,’ Stewart wrote. ‘I had to use force or threaten it, to
prevent a wholesale desertion. Good water—any water is now good—and the
first flowing stream we have seen for a hundred and thirty miles. Every
one feasted his eyes on the glorious sight of a small river waist-deep or
nearly. A small river never before looked so glorious in the morning
light.’ Many loads had to be left behind. But, while there was great
distress, no life was lost. This trouble caused a week’s delay.
It was Stewart’s way to say little
or nothing about his own work, and to commend the work of others. He does
not tell that he was the only man in the party who was not overcome by the
heat and thirst, and that, but for him, many in the expedition might have
perished, or have been compelled to turn back. ‘He never had an hour’s
illness.’ It has been remarked that in such trying enterprises the leader
often fares better than the followers. He had that keen instinct of travel
which delays the consciousness of growing age by adding to the buoyancy of
life, and quickening all one’s powers. His boyish desire to carry a Bible
in his pocket and a rifle on his shoulder was again fully realised. He had
often to rely on his gun for a supply of fresh meat.
Stewart took a horse with him, and
rode the greater part of the way. [Since writing this chapter I have
learnt that Stewart took two horses with him, and that they were at the
disposal of the sick white men in his party. One of the horses died at
Kibwesi.] This was the first horse that made the journey into the interior
and back to the coast. Stewart was told that it would certainly never
return. As the natives had never seen a horse, many came long distances to
gaze on the wonderful beast. As it was believed to be ‘salted’—immune from
the tsetse fly and the African horse sickness—Stewart was offered a very
large price for it by the British Military Expedition then about to enter
the country. He declined the offer. ‘His horse,’ he said, ‘had gone among
the natives as a messenger of peace, and he did not wish it to return as a
messenger of war.’ He afterwards sold it to a gentleman in Mombasa on
condition that he would not sell it to the Military Expedition. On his way
home he learned that the horse had died. With a refinement—most people
would deem it an excess—of mercantile honour, he returned the price of the
horse. The purchaser then wrote to him :— ‘I certainly never dreamed that
you would think of refunding me the 300 Rupees
(£20) I paid for
him. It is really too good of you. Such a transaction or experience
in horse-dealing I never had, nor do I expect to have such another. Allow
me to return my sincere thanks to you for your princely magnanimity in
this matter. I only hope I may have the chance some day of making some
return for your kindness. I think I mentioned in my letter how I was
pressed by Captain Nelson to sell him the horse, but I would not go back
upon my promise to you. I trust that if I can be of any service to you or
to the mission, you will not fail to make use of me, as I shall only be
too glad to do anything I can for you.
‘With kindest regards and many
thanks for your great kindness,’ etc.
The writer of this letter was a
severe critic of missions and missionaries, but this unique horse-deal
disposed him to soften his criticisms.
This is not the only proof of
Stewart’s high ideals about money. A gentleman left a large sum to
Love-dale, and also a considerable sum to Mrs. Stewart. It turned out that
there was not, in Dr. Stewart’s opinion, an adequate provision for the
donor’s widow and children. Dr. and Mrs. Stewart at once transferred the
legacy to them.
‘This is to be a missionary
caravan,’ he wrote home, ‘if I can make it so. . . We had our service with
a portion of the natives of the caravan. We got the length of the Lord’s
Prayer. I spoke to them on the first words, which they repeated, "Our
Father which art in Heaven."
A site was selected on the river
Kibwesi, about two hundred miles from Mombasa, and about forty miles
north-east from Kilimanjaro, which forms part of what was formerly known
as the ‘mountains of the moon.’ It is only four degrees from the equator,
and rises to a height of 19,681 feet, and above 14,000 feet its great dome
is covered with perpetual snow, in spite of the equatorial sunshine. The
district around is very beautiful and fertile—great rolling prairie plains
with beautiful green grass, and crowded with big game, zebras in hundreds,
and hartebeest. The ground was thick jungle, and consequently worthless to
the owner. The natives were very friendly. Stewart bought five hundred
acres of land from the chief, for which he paid in calico and brass wire,
then the current coin of that realm.
[Here is the closing part of the
agreement with the chief. ‘And it is made known that by this sale and the
terms thereof, Kilundu further confirms his desire, expressed from the
first, that the mission should settle in his district, and also his
promise to give land for building and cultivation whenever a suitable site
should be found.
‘In consideration of the aforesaid
payment, Kilundu, on behalf of himself and the Wa-Kamba people in his
district, hereby transfers to Dr. James Stewart, on behalf of the
Committee of the East African Scottish Mission, all right, title, and
interest of the said land. In confirmation of the sale, we, the
undersigned, do hereby attach our signatures on this the seventh day of
December, 1891.
KILUNDU. X [His Mark]
(Signed) JAMES STEWART.
Signed in the presence of and
Witnessed by us 7th December, 1891.
(Signed) R. U. MOFFAT.. GEORGE WILS0N., MUTI YA
NTATU. X, NGEZU WA KII.UNDU.’ X
Very soon does the presence of the
missionary act as the ‘wand of the magician.’ Stewart at once began to
plant an infant Lovedale, with its church or schoolhouse and neat little
village. Roads were made and a garden was planted. He also set about
training a number of oxen. He gives his reasons for this novel experiment,
and they reveal his lifelong and generous sympathy with the downtrodden.
He says: ‘This work, unimportant as it may seem, will have widespread
effects on the condition of the Wa-Kamba women. All the transport between
the villages, as well as all the cultivation, is done by them, and it is
rare to meet the Wa-Kamba woman who is not either carrying a load or
returning from doing so.’ This breaking-in of oxen he regarded as part of
the ‘true missionary view of the situation,’ for he ‘considered nothing
that would be helpful to the success of the mission as outside of his
duty.’
‘There is a marvellous
transformation already,’ he wrote; ‘you have no idea how pleasant the
place looks even now.’ He was very hopeful about the field, and it might
have tempted him, but for Lovedale. ‘I am very sorry,’ he wrote, ‘to go
and leave so promising a beginning, which has in it almost boundless
possibilities of good.’
Four natives and one European died
on the expedition. When the first native died, he wrote:
‘He had a mother, and was once the
joy of his mother’s heart. Poor fellow, but it was "only a native who was
dead." That is the common view that is taken in this caravan work.’
Stewart was the only one in the party ‘untouched by sickness, and unmarked
by fatigue.’ At sixty his body and mind were still a well-matched pair.
As this country was then in a
disturbed state, the party was supplied with sixty rifles. ‘But it is
pleasant to be able to state that not a single hostile shot was fired;
that nothing but the kindest and pleasantest relations existed between
ourselves and the native people, not only at the station but at all the
different points on the route to Machakos and back; and that probably no
caravan has passed into the country against which there have been so small
a number of complaints made. . . . The mission has already won the
confidence of the people, and the most friendly relations exist between us
and them. They are being taught by what they see, as well as by what they
hear, and by what they are taught to do, as well as what they are asked to
believe. The gospel of kindness and of honest work—both new ideas to
them—are helping to open their minds and their hearts for the reception of
the chief message—the Gospel of God’s love and the news of His forgiveness
to men. People do not readily receive a message if they are suspicious of
the messengers, and unable satisfactorily to account for their presence
among them. Many of these people think, and will continue for some time to
think, that we have come for some reason totally different from the
professed one. Time and their own conclusions as to what they see will
efface that idea. . . . The formation of strong educational and
evangelistic centres in contradistinction to solitary and scattered
stations, or rather in addition to them, was the conclusion reached by
Mackay of Uganda after fourteen years of toil, sorrow, and disappointment,
and was the new plan he had resolved to begin. This was his last utterance
to the Committee of the Church Missionary Society as to the method he
desired to be followed. It seemed to him to afford some hope of dealing
with what he calls "the gigantic problem of how to Christianise Africa,"
and a full statement of his views will be found in one of the closing
chapters of his life. It is also the method that has been followed for
some time in
South Africa, and has been found to
answer. On these lines the present mission was at first organised, and
there is nothing further to offer in the way of general recommendation
than to fill in the details, and the result will come if we are not in too
great a hurry.’
The organising of this East African
Mission occupied Stewart for fully fourteen months, and was a bywork, or
an ‘aside’ in his career, important though it was. It was the last of his
picturesque missionary enterprises. But he was ready if his Church asked
him, to play the pioneer again, even in his sixty-eighth year. In his
address to the General Assembly of his Church, when he was pleading for a
great forward movement in Foreign Missions, he said, ‘If the Free Church
public and the Committee approve, and after full consideration agree to
launch out on this new course, I am willing to go and see such
points taken possession of and the work commenced.’
This mission was offered first to
the Free Church of Scotland, but they did not see their way to accept it
on the conditions proposed. It was then offered to, and adopted by, the
Established Church of Scotland. Owing to a mysterious subsidence of the
soil, caused by an earthquake, the headquarters were removed in 1898
further inland to Kikuyu, which is about half-way between Mombasa and Lake
Victoria Nyanza. [Stewart went up as far as Kikuyu, and would have chosen
it as the best site. But the villages there had been recently burnt down,
and the inhabitants had fled. ] The Rev. D. C. Ruffell Scott, D.D.,
laboured with fervent zeal as the head of the mission. His death last year
was a great loss to the Church of Christ in Central Africa.
The district around this mission is
one of the most fertile in East Africa, and is well fitted for the rearing
of sheep and cattle. It also abounds with game. The railway to Victoria
Nyanza passes through it. The lions carried off twenty-two of the men who
were working on the railway; indeed, they even carried off a railway
official out of his carriage. One can now travel there as luxuriously and
safely as at home. The climate suits Europeans, many of whom are now
settling in the country.
Dr. Robertson of Whittinghame,
writes:—‘ I send you a few extracts from the Diary kept by the late Rev.
Thomas Watson, M.A., who was one of the staff of the mission from the
first.
‘6th March.—Dr.
Stewart preached this forenoon from "Thou shalt
remember all the way by which the Lord thy God hath led thee." His last
Sunday with us.
‘8th March.—General meeting at xo
A.M. Dr. Stewart’s parting address. He frankly expressed regret for any
mistakes he might have made—gave thanks to God for blessings of health and
guidance and freedom from accident, and expressed hopes for future
success. He gave me good advice for the future, the sum of which might be
generalised thus:
Work humbly, patiently,
perseveringly, mindful of what it is that alone will appear valuable and
give satisfaction at the close of life. Strive to be a trusted man rather
than a popular man. Keep up the forms of a religious life, even if you do
it alone. In teaching and preaching be brief, be simple; remember that in
the mind of the native there are but few ideas and very little power of
sustaining attention. In your relations to your fellow-workers be sincere
and frank; if trouble arises, calmly and fully give and seek such
explanation as will in all likelihood clear it away.
‘10th March.—We held our last
prayer-meeting with Dr. Stewart about dusk. About 1 P.M. we held a
farewell meeting in which both Dr. Stewart and I took part.’
Dr. Robertson adds: ‘I remember once
being struck, in conversation with Dr. Stewart, by the strong belief he
showed that the motive in founding a mission is decisive of its
ultimate success. Nobility and purity of motive, he had evidently found in
the experience of life, a sure prophecy of the Divine blessing. . . . It
will be understood then that we of the Church of Scotland to whom that
mission has been transferred, cherish the memory of those who endowed it,
and of those who, in the course of their hard labour, suffered and died
for it. Earliest among these names of honour we place that of Dr. Stewart
of Lovedale. He and those who followed after— most of them now gone to
their reward—laid the spiritual foundation on which we now build.’