Archive image from page 353 of Discovery Discovery discovery0304londuoft Year: DISCOVERY our various delays and that there was only one well between Ziza and Ramadie, we determined to land at El Jid, a tiny oasis in the desert, in order to replenish our bottles. We came down somewhere near the well, and, leaving Macmillan to look after the machine, Malins and I started oH with our water-bottles. We we had to drink cup after cup. Finallv, in order to pay me a great compliment, the sheikh thrust a dirty hand down into the skin and produced a handful of curds, which he squeezed into a ball and
Archive image from page 353 of Discovery Discovery discovery0304londuoft Year: DISCOVERY our various delays and that there was only one well between Ziza and Ramadie, we determined to land at El Jid, a tiny oasis in the desert, in order to replenish our bottles. We came down somewhere near the well, and, leaving Macmillan to look after the machine, Malins and I started oH with our water-bottles. We we had to drink cup after cup. Finallv, in order to pay me a great compliment, the sheikh thrust a dirty hand down into the skin and produced a handful of curds, which he squeezed into a ball and pushed into my mouth as a mark of great favour. This was the climax. .\11 of us were making heroic efforts NAPLES, PHOTOGIIAPHED FROM THE had only gone a few hundred yards when Arabs came up to us. They were armed and savage in aspect, but the sheikh and his sons threw their arms round our necks and kissed us on both cheeks, talking voluble Arabic, which was incomprehensible to either of us. At last, getting more and more excited in his efforts to make us understand, the sheikh drew his hand across his throat, at the same time making suggestive noises and pointing in the distance. For a moment I wondered what was about to happen, and then it dawned on me that he was referring to the killing of a sheep—a well-known Arab custom. Fortunately I found a Bedouin who could speak the Egyptian Arabic, of which I knew a little. He told us that the sheikh's children had seen us coming, whereupon the head of the tribe had given orders for a feast to be prepared in our honour, for he was -ery well disposed towards all flying men, since they had once helped him in great trouble. Being anxious to push on, I declined the feast, but he was not to be outdone, and the newly killed sheep, flayed and dripping with blood, was brought along to us and thrust into the machine. Next, a skin of curdled goat's milk was produced, and of this not to be sick. We distributed chocolates, cigarettes
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