Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 2 (of 2)Werne, Ferdinand
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Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 2 (of 2)
Werne, Ferdinand
Nile River
Most of the birds had retreated before the shooting of the other
sportsmen commenced, but I stumbled upon several turtle-doves, and
instinctively grasped my gun, letting my botanical bundle fall on the
ground. I shot some, and got under a tree, where I saw them fluttering
around. The thorns stuck to me and pricked me all over, and there
I sat bent, like an ostrich caught in a thorn bush, compared with
which the bull-rush of Moses was a child. I could not force through
it with my coat on and gun in my hand; so I got loose from the sharp
barbs of the thorns with torn clothes, leaving behind the tarbusch,
takie, and half my cowl, without even scratching my ears, though they
were bleeding enough already. I fetched back my tarbusch by means
of my gun, and then examined my malicious enemy a little closer,
notwithstanding he was an old acquaintance. I found withered apples
on it, and gathered some, for the sake of the seed; when green they
are exceedingly similar to oranges or Egyptian lemons. I have not
found it confirmed that they are deadly poison to camels.
_11th March._—“Bauda mafish, am’d el Allàh!” (the latter
properly Hamdl el Allàh,) was the cry on all sides to Allàh, because
the gnats had taken their departure, and I hope that those which
are still in my cabin will soon follow their companions. Departure
at a quarter before ten to S.E. by E., then a little E. by S. Summer
or pastoral villages on the left: we perceive also herds, but not a
morsel of them is destined for us. On the right an old river-bed or
narrow lake, mostly marshy, and connected below with the river. A
quarter after ten, E.S.E., on a pretty good course, with the
exception of some shallow inlets. We sail, with a south-west wind,
four miles. On the left again open reed-huts or sleeping-places,
and herds to which the people are collecting,—on account of the
Turks. All the Haba here is deposited soil, which lies almost always
higher than the other ground. This evidently fading forest once
enjoyed better times, when the blessing of rain was afforded it,
but the benefit of which it lost directly by its higher situation.
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