CHAPTER NINETEEN 



FAREWELL TO AFRICA 



MY three days in the hospital at Jos allowed me 

 an opportunity to think over past adventures 

 and to plan the last leg of the journey to Lagos. The 

 expedition had reached the town on June twenty-fifth 

 and I had entered the hospital on July third. Jones 

 was at a tin mine trying to manufacture a truck axle 

 from discarded scraps and Joe and Austin were ma- 

 rooned at Dismal Camp. 



Jos is romantically situated among high hills on the 

 Pagan Plateau. It is the center of a large tin-mining 

 area and a seat of government for northern Nigeria. 

 It maintains a sizeable white population and boasts 

 of many good stores and supply houses. A branch 

 railroad connects it with the main Hne that runs from 

 Kano to Lagos. 



Nigeria is the land of the Hausa, the Fulani, the 

 Pagan, and numerous other tribes ranging from pure 

 negroid to those in which Berber blood predominates. 

 Here Great Britain is engaged in the tremendous task 

 of supervising nineteen milUon blacks in their struggle 

 toward civilization. The entire white population of 

 Nigeria, a territory comprising three hundred thirty- 

 five thousand seven hundred square miles, is less than 

 six thousand, which includes not only British officials 

 but individuals engaged in private enterprises of all 

 sorts. The government pohcy is " Nigeria for the black 



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