They behaved admirably, and when he reached Chibisa's, and could walk no longer, they and the villagers contrived a palanquin of wood, and carried him on in it.

The chief, finding that his store of cloth (_i.e._ coin) was expended, actually offered him a present of some to carry him on.
On the 14th of February, one of the Malokolo appeared before the anxious colonists at Magomero.

His face was that of a bearer of evil tidings, and when they asked for the Bishop, he hid his face in his hands.

When they pressed further, he said, "_wafa_, _wafa_" (he is dead, he is dead).
And while they stood round stunned, he made them understand that Burrup was at hand, so ill as to be carried on men's shoulders.
There was nothing to be done but to hurry out to meet him, taking the last drop of wine remaining.

He had become the very shadow of himself, but even then he slightly rallied, and could he have had nourishing food, wine or brandy, the strength of his constitution would probably have carried him through; but the stores were exhausted, there was nothing to recruit his powers, and on the 23rd of February he likewise died.
Meantime, his young wife, with Miss Mackenzie and Mrs.Livingstone, had sailed in December in a wretchedly uncomfortable little craft, called the _Hetty Ellen_.