Lake Victoria to Khartoum 



till the traveller reaches the stately ruined temples 

 and carvings of ancient Egypt, famed in the 

 moonligrht and in romance. 



Slowly we steam over the sandbanks to Lado, 

 another Congo station which stands, neat and 

 tidy, on the left bank. Then in some three 

 hours we arrive at Mongalla, the southernmost 

 station of the Sudan Government on the eastern 

 bank. The ground here is very low and there- 

 fore swampy in the rains, and for that reason 

 mosquitoes and fever are rife. The Governor 

 of the province and some Sudanese troops, with 

 the usual complement of other Egyptian officials, 

 live here, and they manage to enliven their days 

 by the good shooting to be obtained in the 

 forest land behind. There is a very fine gunboat 

 stationed here — one of the latest types, with twin 

 screws, verv comfortable as a home. 



We are off again after a short stop to pick 

 up mails for England, and pass Kiro, the 

 most northern Belgian station in the Lado 

 enclave, along which we have been travelling 

 ever since we left Lake Albert behind us. At 

 eventide we pull up at Gameiza to take wood 

 on board. 



As this is the last fuel station till the sudd 

 country is passed, all the holds on the sandal 

 are filled up, and every available space is piled 

 with logs. By the way, a barge with an upper 

 deck roofed in with corrugated iron, called a 



to 



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