The heart of Africa, Vol. 1 (of 2)Schweinfurth, Georg August
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The heart of Africa, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Schweinfurth, Georg August
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Schweinfurth, Georg August, 1836-1925 -- Travel -- Africa, Central
The little islets in the height of summer are the resort of flocks of
water-birds who go there to breed undisturbed. On one of these, in
July 1864, we collected over 2000 eggs of the tern, although the dry
area above the strand consisted of scarcely so many square feet. At
the approach of night the wind failed us, and with fluttering sails we
drifted into sight of a place called Durroor. Two antique Turkish
guard-houses of small dimensions gleamed with their white walls far
across the sea. They are not unlike the rough-walled watch-towers of
our fortresses, and are said to have been built by Selim II. when
Yemen was subdued; they are the scanty remains of a past which
continues to the present, isolated memorials of a barren, inhospitable
coast, where all is changeless as the rolling waves.
I shall not easily forget the nights which I passed becalmed upon that
sea. Sleep there could be none. Drenched in perspiration, one could
only sit by his lamp and indulge the hope that the breeze at daybreak
might be somewhat cooler. Air and sea combined to form an interminable
mass of vapour through which the moon could only penetrate with a
lurid silvery gleam. One bright strip alone cleaves itself a way over
the silent waves; it stretches towards an aperture in the horizon,
which would seem to be the origin of all the brightness: but all is
full of strange illusion, for the moon is here above our heads. The
boat floats as though it were an aërial vessel in a globe of vapour;
the depth of the sea, illumined by the vertical beams of the moon, is
like another sky beneath us, and hosts of mysterious beings,
diversified in colour and confused in form, are moving underneath our
feet. The calmness of the air and the unbroken stillness of this
spectral nature increased the magic of these moonlight nights.
Late in the evening of the third day we ran into the harbour of
Suakin. This town, formerly held directly subject to the Turkish
power, had three years since, together with Massowa and the adjacent
coast, been surrendered to the Viceroy of Egypt. In that short time it
had remarkably improved. Formed by nature to serve as a harbour for
the Egyptian Soudan, and even for Abyssinia, the place, as long as its
administration came from Arabia and Constantinople, could inevitably
never rise, and even now its prosperity is only comparative. The
Egyptian Government still obstructs all traffic by the heavy duties
which it levies even on the natural intercourse with Suez; it is
desirous of transferring its interests as a centre to Massowa,
watching continually with attentive eyes the ungoverned condition of
Abyssinia. Since the traffic on the Nile by way of Berber ever
continues in uninterrupted activity, and this place lies but 200 miles
from Suakin, whilst the distance between Massowa and Khartoom is twice
as far, why any preference should be given to Massowa is altogether
incomprehensible.
[Sidenote: SUAKIN.]
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