IN THE COUNTRY OF THE BORAN. 181 
count seventy-eight good camels in my caravan when we 
left the next morning. The country continued very inter- 
esting, with its bold hills of jagged rocks a mile or two 
apart. Lodged all about the country were single solid 
rocks, worn into spheres, while the hills looked like great 
masses of these rocky spheres piled in chaotic heaps on 
one another, and balanced by perpendicular columns of 
reddish rock that projected high in all directions. 
