Herbert Ward was a wanderer in the heart of the Congo jungles. As he went, he collected thingsanything that reflected the life and thought of primitive races. There were queer barbaric ornaments; shining, murderous weapons; primitive carvings. Also, he saw strange sights, saw battle and death, saw human beings stripped to aboriginal essentials of life and passion. For his own amusement, he liked to take a stub of pencil and stray sheet of paper and sketch roughly the things that interested him.
He came, finally, to London, loaded with souvenirs and memories of...
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