Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 1 (of 2)Werne, Ferdinand
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Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Werne, Ferdinand
Nile River
I saw yesterday evening the first shooting-stars; but none had
been remarked by any of the rest. At ten o’clock I jumped on
Selim-Capitan’s vessel, who had invited me by dumb show whilst I was
with Thibaut, during the dead calm. We sail with the north wind S.E.,
but the pleasure was soon at an end. Yet no! Selim-Capitan did me the
favour of sailing _east by north_ with the north wind; but the oars,
however, were obliged to be used to assist us, in order to prevent
our running ashore. This manœuvre succeeded; and the others, who
had reefed their sails, followed the example. It lasted, however,
only a short time, for a strong S.E. wind getting up, threw us on
the left shore of the reeds on the right hand.
Selim-Capitan shews far more energy and attention than I should
have given him credit for, comprehends everything very quickly,
and, with the exception of his Greco-Turkish faults, which I will
touch upon afterwards, his character has been entirely mistaken. We
reckon our number of miles from yesterday at noon till to-day at the
same time, to be fifteen; and find, after the necessary reduction,
that we have advanced only two miles in direct line towards S. The
land retreats on all sides. From the deck I still discover the dark
vigorous trees of yesterday, called by Mariàn Tihl, and otherwise
named Shudder el Fill (elephant-tree), the large fruit of which is
said to be welcome food to elephants. At noon we towed southwards—a
very troublesome labour, for there are sloughs and gohrs on every
side in the reeds, which the crew must swim through in order to get
firmer ground for a short time. Even this presents many difficulties,
owing to the reeds and their great unevenness. Nevertheless, the food
of the crew is not so bad as in Khartùm, although for several days
we have been in want of meat; thus they are not very much spoiled
from their birth upwards. The N.E. wind, which was slack at mid-day,
freshens at three o’clock; we sail E.S.E., and in five minutes
again S.W by S., and make three miles. But already again we see
the river going eastward, and we follow it, really S.E. and E.S.E.,
and then E. within a short time, for it makes eternal bends here,
of two hundred paces, or less, in breadth.
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