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
We halted to-day at five o’clock near the left shore to wait for
the vessels at an island on which there were monstrous foot-prints
of hippopotami. Close above our landing-place lay the tolerably long
and wooded island of the deceased Sheikh of the Shilluk islands,
Abdurachmàn (Ab del Rahman), Wolled el Desh. It is called by the
Arabs Telleb, by the Shilluks, however, Afunje; a name that might
bring to our recollection the Funghs,—and here it was where,
as I have already mentioned, the Turks in the Expedition of the
year 1839, were not ashamed to open the grave of the Sheikh in
order to convince themselves that the sworn enemy of themselves
and the Baghàras was really dead. It can easily be inferred what
a prejudicial impression such an act must have left behind in the
minds of the Island-Shilluks. Thermometer 23°, 32°, 30°.
_12th April._—We sail N. with easterly deviations; then at noon
towards N., close to a mountain group called by the Dinkas and
Baghàras Njemati, and it is only with considerable difficulty that we
can find a landing-place on the flat shore below the rocks extending
in the river, and when we do so we encamp at some distance from it.
Thus many islands have retreated at our side which rejoiced the heart
previously with their soft verdure, their flowers, creepers, and
trees, or their blades of grass shooting from the majestic stream,
whilst the water retreated into the forests of both the shores,
and afforded many an interesting picture. Now it is no longer so,
the vessel goes far lower: where the wood does not grow on the shore,
there is only a melancholy low country, and the cheerful ambak-acacias
lie dry on the ground bent and dismembered, throwing out in vain their
long shoots with small leaves and solitary little flowers, on the soil
where some moisture still remains. The hand of destruction has even
fallen on the grass and reeds; sun, animals, and fire have consumed
it, leaving merely miserable remains. It is only at times when the
sun is rising, that the landscape presents a more enlivening aspect.
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