The explorers thought it best to get the bags of riches to their camp
before going to the Tuareg village for camels. Despite the fact that
the natives were friendly, they might have the desire to raid the
American expedition for their precious find.
Camp was made several miles north of the Tuareg village. Then Bob, Dr.
Kirshner, and Joe started out to the habitation.
"Do you think they'll let us have the camels?" Joe asked, as they
moved out of sight of their camp.
The archæologist nodded.
"I'm inclined to think they will," he said. "We'll pay them a good
price for the animals, in addition to rewarding them for helping get
us out of captivity."
At last they rode into the village, to be met by the chieftain.
Dr. Kirshner told the native that he wished several more camels, and
that he would pay a good sum for them. He finished by presenting the
man with a number of large coins, treasured so highly by Tuaregs.
These, he said, were in return for the services of him and his people
in capturing the Arabs.
The chieftain was delighted and at once said that they could have the
camels. He walked out beyond the village to a large plain, where
several hundred _meharii_, or native dromedaries, were grazing on the
sparse vegetation. These were huge white animals, towering many inches
above the mounts of the explorers.
The Tuareg said the Americans could have the brutes for a very nominal
sum, and Dr. Kirshner at once accepted his offer. Secretly he knew he
was getting a bargain.
"Now to get back to camp," the scientist said, after bidding the tall
native good-bye.
When the three Americans rode within sight of the tent, their friends
were indeed surprised at sight of the large camels.
"You sure brought something back this time," observed Mr. Lewis.
"Never in my life have I seen camels of that size and strength."
"Just what we need," laughed Joe. "I don't know how we could have
managed without them."
They took it easy the remainder of that day. In the evening, Dr.
Kirshner called his friends together.
"I make a motion that we start back to Wargla," he said. "You
naturalists have collected scores of specimens of animals, Bob and Joe
have exposed hundreds of feet of motion-picture film, and I have made
numerous archæological observations. And to cap it all, we located the
hidden treasure. If there is anything else to keep us any longer, I
don't know what it is."
"You're right," agreed Mr. Holton. "We should be getting back home. On
the way, however, we can keep our eyes open for anything else that
might interest us."
It was decided not to leave until after a rest of two days. The
explorers were greatly fatigued after the eventful week, and were
content to do nothing but sit idly in the tent.
But when the morning set for their leaving arrived, they were
refreshed and ready for action.
"We've had a big time of it here," remarked Bob. "But somehow I'm
anxious to get back home."
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