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
were two incisors wanting above, and four below, which is also the
case with the Dinkas; they pull them out, that they may not resemble
wild beasts. His attitude and gestures were very constrained, arising,
perhaps, partly from the situation in which he found himself; his
shoulders were raised, his head bent forward in unison with his
bent back; his long legs, the calves of which were scarcely to be
perceived, seemed as if broken at the joints of his knees; in short,
his whole person hung together like an orang-outang’s. Added to
this, he was perfectly naked, and no hair, except on his head,
to be seen. His sole ornament consisted of leathern rings above
the right hand. What a grade of humanity is here! This poor man of
nature touched me with his childish joy, in which he certainly felt
happier than any of us. He was instructed to go forward and tell his
countrymen not to fly before us, _honest_ people. Kneeling, sliding
along, jumping, and kissing the ground, he let himself be led away
by the hand like a child, and would certainly have taken it all for
a dream, had not the glass-beads convinced him to the contrary.
Ten o’clock.—The east wind has splendidly freshened, and we sail
S.E. by S. delightfully. We flew by a small village, of ten to twelve
tokuls, on the island, and make six, or rather only three miles;
this pleasure lasting only half an hour. The river winds towards E.,
and the crew again take to towing, one leading the choir, and the
chorus repeating its usual “Ja Mohammet.” After eleven o’clock
we sail, however, again, and with the assistance of oars, E.S.E.; soon
S.S.E., and then W. by S., where we make five miles and a half. There
is an everlasting tacking about, and with it bawling, abusing,
and shouting. We turn, because we see the vessel a-head turning,
without system and without advantage, for this terrible careening,
with the tedious shifting of the sails every short distance, only
wastes time. Feizulla is squatting again with Selim Capitan, who is
not very delighted at his company. It is the devil to be shut up with
such simpletons in a cabin, to undertake journeys with Turks, and,
for my future recreation, to be obliged to converse with insipid
men, whose spite at not being able to say just what they like in
their journals, as they would do, were I not with the expedition,
I plainly see.
Twelve o’clock.—To south, six miles, and only too with the
mainsail. A fire extends before us, probably lighted reed-grass. This
stands close to us, being a height of twenty to thirty feet, and
in brown silky ears, whilst the grass and broad reeds are not so
far advanced. Unfortunately the river winds again E.S.E., and at
one o’clock libàhn to E. Sloughs and deep recesses of water are
close to the river, and run parallel with it.
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