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
Part of the people sat or stood there; only a few collected round
our vessels. Many of them carried a long reed, instead of the spear,
in their hands. They would not allow themselves to be measured,
and continued to avoid me. I gave my servants three reeds of six,
six and a half, and seven feet long, to stand near the natives,
and by this means I ascertained their height. The average amounted
to from six to seven Rhenish feet.[8] We ourselves were like pigmies
among these giants. I might stretch myself to the utmost, but I could
not come up to these men, though of the _considerable_ height of five
feet, two inches, four lines. The village numbers only twenty-eight
to thirty tokuls, and lies along the shore to S.S.E. We sail away
at eight o’clock, and in five minutes find a herdsmen’s village
on our right side, and immediately afterwards another, near which
the river winds to E., and we advance with libàhn. It is a large
pastoral village, and appears to belong, with the preceding ones,
to Aujan. The few tokuls of Aujan must serve the herdsmen, in the
rainy season, as a place of refuge, for they lie tolerably high.
This morning, early, there were clouds in the sky, as is now generally
the case; but still it is very warm, and we had, shortly before
sunrise, 22° Reaumur. When I consider the endless labyrinths of
the White Stream, and the eternal slackening of the winds, I fear
that we shall never arrive at the sources of the White Nile. The
stream is, as it were, without a border in the rainy season, and
towing then is an impossibility, even if the south winds connected
with it should not be violently against us. Yet I cannot resist
the thought that it is not only possible to discover the sources,
but also to scale the mountains lying to the south, of which all
these tribes speak, and to pass over in some other stream territory
to the Western Ocean. These thoughts occupy my mind when I sit at
night before the cabin, and indulge in the reflection of such a bold
undertaking, and one that would not be depreciated by the scientific
world. My men are enraptured at such a proposal; but dare I confide
in their courage? Yes, for if I did not, I should have turned them
off long ago.
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