The Nile 



country becomes flatter and stonier, and the 

 general aspect rather monotonous, as, though the 

 river still bubbles and babbles its way along, in 

 view of the path most of the time, there is not 

 so much variety in the scenery to occupy the 

 attention. 



I think it is getting a bit hotter, too, which 

 means that the stones and rocks are coming into 

 play by throwing off the heat rays. 



At old Fort Berkley, of which little now 

 remains, there are no hills worth mentioning, and 

 the river takes a sudden bend eastwards for five 

 miles or so, where the comical little sugar-loaf 

 excrescence calling itself Rejaf Hill sticks its 

 nose out of the surrounding Lado plains and 

 keeps guard over the most important Belgian 

 post now remaining on the Nile, from which it 

 takes its name. 



And so to Gondokoro, the last post in the 

 territories administered by the Uganda Protec- 

 torate, the scene of brave Sir Samuel Baker's 

 adventures with the then truculent Bari and the 

 yet more lawless slave raiders. The ramparts of 

 his old fort still remain. 



Here we board one of the comfortable stern- 

 wheel steamers, replete with every luxury, the 

 property of the Sudan Government. We have 

 said good-bye to Uganda and all the picturesque 

 portion of the Nile, and, except for some ex- 

 citing navigation, little remains to be described, 



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