Through unknown African countries; the first expedition from Somaliland to Lake Lamu . me, until I frightened her out of her wits by char-ging at her on my mule. The greatest treat we had alongthe river was an abundance of fresh eggs and domesticfowl. The chickens here, as in all other places where Isaw them in Africa, were small, resembling somewhatBantams, usually speckled brown and white, and their flavorwas excellent. On the 13th of January,being only a short marchfrom Bari, I started aheadwith my gun-bearers andmy sextant, so as to reachthe town in time to take amorning observation, leav-
Through unknown African countries; the first expedition from Somaliland to Lake Lamu . me, until I frightened her out of her wits by char-ging at her on my mule. The greatest treat we had alongthe river was an abundance of fresh eggs and domesticfowl. The chickens here, as in all other places where Isaw them in Africa, were small, resembling somewhatBantams, usually speckled brown and white, and their flavorwas excellent. On the 13th of January,being only a short marchfrom Bari, I started aheadwith my gun-bearers andmy sextant, so as to reachthe town in time to take amorning observation, leav-ing the caravan to follow atits regular slow pace. Wetramped through cornfieldsand across a small branch ofthe river, passing at one time through a dense jungle,until we reached Geledi, which is the largest town inSomaliland, containing a population of about three thou-sand. Here we were welcomed heartily by the inhabitants,men, women, and children flocking around in hundreds;but we stopped only a moment. In another hour we wereat Bari, and as we were to remain here until Salan re-. RED AND WHITE DURRHA. ONE CAxNNOT MOVE FAST L\ AFRICA. 131 turned from Berbera, I ordered the camp to be pitched along way from the river, at a village called Goumer, so asto avoid fever as much as possible. The camels had suf-fered much in their long marches from the Christmascamp,—ten of them had died, and the rest were very weak ;and to make matters worse, the natives were not willingto sell me any of their animals, as I had hoped theywould. Fred was daily out after water-buck, — of wliich tlierewere many in the neighborhood,— while I employed my timerating my chronometers and in collecting natural-historyspecimens with Dodson. The swarms of tiny insects weremost annoying, flying in our eyes, covering our papers whenwe attempted to write, and falling in thousands in our of these tiny creatures, a little smaller than a lady-bug,emitted a most disagreeable odor, — one of them getti
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