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US that we should soon have to anchor for the night, as we 

 were approaching a bridge which is only opened at certain 

 hours ; and here the lights appear shining upon the water, and 

 the dim outlines of several vessels are seen through the gloom. 

 He had plenty of stories to tell us of the sport that was to 

 be had, and drew our attention to the cry of the wildfowl, 

 the ducks and geese, which we heard from time to time in 

 the darkness ; then he called up an Abyssinian servant, 

 whom we christened Dango, as being something like his 

 original name but rather more convenient. He was formerly 

 a servant of Mr. Miinzinger, the Consul at Massoua, had 

 been through the Abyssinian campaign with our army, and 

 was brought to Egypt, I believe, by Colonel Thesiger on his 

 way home. He was extremely wilHng and obhging, and 

 proved most useful on our shooting-expeditions ; so, as I shall 

 often have occasion to speak of him in my present narrative, 

 I may as well take this opportunity of introducing him to the 

 reader. To look at, one would say he is about thirty years 

 of age — short and active, with a deep coppery complexion, 

 a large mouth, a woolly head, and a small beard. He is 

 dressed in a blue serge shooting-jacket and trousers with a 

 broad white stripe down the side, a fez cap, and very dila- 

 pidated boots, which latter, by the way, were rather an 

 encumbrance than otherwise, for he could walk better with- 

 out them ; he was, however, extremely proud of being their 

 possessor, as I suppose he considered that they gave him an 

 air of respectability, until about a week later, when they dis- 

 solved, like brown-paper, in a marsh, and left his feet bare. 

 Thus ended these relics, which had probably been through 

 the Abyssinian campaign. 



We now come to our moorings for the night ; and the 



