AFRICAN CAMP FIRES 



with a tall palm in the centre of it and the gathering 

 of a multitude of people. A muzzein was clambering 

 into a high scaffold built of poles, whence shortly he 

 began to intone a long-drawn-out "Allah! Allah! il 

 Allah!" The coconut palms cut the sunset, and 

 the boabab trees the fat, lazy boababs looked 

 more monstrous than ever. We called our guide 

 and conferred on him the munificient sum of sixteen 

 and a half cents; with which, apparently much 

 pleased, he departed. Then slowly we wandered 

 back to the hotel. 



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