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YAKOB METEORS. 
Myself. Do you know Mohammed Kafa in Ghat? 
Ghatee. Oh, yes ! 
Myself. He is my friend. 
Ghatee. Allah ! 
Myself. Yes ; he sent me a fine dinner twice 
whilst I was in Ghat. 
Ghatee. Allah! Allah! 
Myself. Do you know Haj Ibrahim ? He is my 
great friend. 
Ghatee. Allan ! Allah ! (greatly surprised). 
Myself Why, how is it that you do not know 
me, Yakob, as I have been in Ghat many years 
before ? 
At this some of the other people of the caravan 
cried out, " Yes, yes, we all know Yakob ;" so that 
I left the rude slave-merchant quite crest-fallen. 
He evidently, at first, wished to assume the airs of a 
Haghar, and bully me out of a present. 
The caravan consisted of some thirty poor young 
women and children. There was also with them a 
small quantity of elephants' teeth. 
Now that the moon is absent and the nights 
are clear we have a most splendid view of the 
heavens, its stars and constellations. The num- 
ber of meteors darting to and fro overhead is 
very great — nearly one a minute shoots along. 
Some are only a faint glimmer, and have but the 
existence of a moment, whilst others are very beau- 
tiful and last several seconds. 
5th. — The weather is improving ; the strong gusts 
