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TEAVELS IN CENTEAL AFEICA. 
Harriet (Madame Tiniie) that she was dead/ I cheered her^ and 
the smiles came hack : she had wept as she recounted the dreams. 
We turned to the hooks lent us hy Mr. Joyce^ Miss Capellan 
selecting Money Lent/ and Sword and Gown.^ Towards 
evening news was brought that Madame Tinners boats were 
within a few hours of Kallakla. Petherick also had heard the 
same good news^ and that ^ all were well.'’ tie hastened to us^ 
and we three talked gaily of what we were to do to give pleasure 
to the travellers. When the moon rose^ Miss Capellan determined 
to return to Khartoum to make her festive preparations^ and, 
respecting her happy eagerness, she was permitted to depart, well 
attended. Such a lovely flush had enlivened her usually pale face 
that she looked beautiful. Ah, Mona ! never more will that youth- 
ful expression light up her features. (Forgive me, dear, thus 
wandering.) 
We were strangely restless, though believing in the good news, 
and could not sleep. The moon was high when we heard the man 
on the look out for the expected boats hail one to stop. The 
dahabyeh was pulled to the shore and made fast — it proved to be 
the one oecupied by Baron d’Ablaing and the Baron Heuglin. 
Petherick, hastily dressing, had no ears for the dialogue between 
the rets and our watchman, but T heard (listening intently) that 
some one was dead, and so told him. Peth , always anxious to keep 
a sorrow from me, made me give my v/ord that I would not rise 
until he returned with certain tidings. M^hen he did so, and said, 
Get us say our prayers,^ I knew that Death had struck his dart. 
Mona, dear! Madame Tinne died last July, her faithful maid in 
August, and Miss Tinners maid in August (both Europeans) . 
At sunrise Von Heuglin landed, and we three rode at once into 
Khartoum, I to break the news to poor Miss Capellan. (I trust my- 
