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stern of a somnolent wart-hog" his fore-end half-hidden 

 in grass, hind legs at full stretch behind. He was sound 

 asleep ; nor did he ever awake a fine old boar, with 

 tusks projecting ioi inches clear of the gums. Thus the 

 friendly villagers again went home well laden. 



The Isis that night (February 4th) was infested by 

 tiny flies, the size of a pin-point never seen before or 

 since. By day, to make things lively, we had swarms 

 of flying ants (that bite), as well as seroot-flies with the 

 speed of a falcon and malevolent energy of the erewhile 

 militant suffragette. It may likewise be worth mentioning 

 that that morning a distinct rainbow had showed to the 

 south, the only one I then recollected seeing in the Sudan ; 

 though I have subsequently observed the phenomenon on 

 two or three occasions. 



SACRED AND HAGEDASH IBIS. 

 (Note invisible Squacco Heron in foreground:) 



(n) KHOR ATTAR 



The merciful mystery of dawn (terminating a swelter- 

 ing night in knee-boots) revealed what appeared to be 

 two goal-posts on the eastern bank. But what football 

 club plays here? Dim memories of far-away Rugby 

 days recalled the "Black Heathens"; but have they a 

 Nilotic outpost ? Such silly musings were dissolved when, 

 at sun-up, a sentry appeared and the British and 

 Egyptian flags flew out from the twin staffs. Nothing 



