Life and Scenery in Uganda 



It seems a great pity that the old Nile province, 

 populous and corn-growing country that it is, and 

 extending for some 280 miles along this huge 

 waterway, should be practically handed back to 

 the untutored savage after so many lives and 

 years have been spent upon it, and that it 

 should be represented by three stations — Koba, 

 Nimule, and Gondokoro, with only a nominal 

 area for administrative purposes round each 

 station. 



We will resume the description of the country 

 from Nimule onwards, whither we are conveyed 

 in the good ship Kenia. 



On landing there we find the aspect of the 

 country has undergone a change. Nimule is a 

 straggling place, each house being practically 

 isolated on its own hill. Close to the Collectorate 

 and the Police Guard-room there is a small native 

 bazaar, dominated over as usual by the enter- 

 prising Indian traders. The military hill, now 

 evacuated, is nearest the Nile, and the police 

 lines are a short distance down the Gondokoro 

 road. Behind, and some little way from the 

 station, which is built on the banks of the 

 Unyama river, rises a collection of highish hills, 

 rocky, and almost bare of trees. Instead of the 

 beautiful greenery of Uganda we are face to face 

 with rugged hills and barren ground, overgrown 

 as far as the eye can reach with thorn trees and 

 breast-high grass. This country struck me as 



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