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TEAVELS IN CENTEAL AFEICA. 
en route to Khartoum^ but was likely to be detained for want of 
camels at Korosko as long as we bad been. 
Entering the ravine,, I observed four graves,, those of Europeans. 
I had but time to read the inscription on one ; it was to the 
memory of 
Maey Walton. 
Aged 24. 
The date I forget^ but it was early in 1861. In about an hour we 
arrived at the encampment in the stony valley of Korosko^ and 
there remained until three o^clock. The heat was intense,, and the 
confusion around distracting. We again rode as before, but in 
advance of the caravan. The guide, Hadgi Abdel Gader, a good- 
looking, intelligent young fellow, was on his camel, the best of the 
lot : he carried a sword, and had no baggage attaehed to his saddle. 
As he was compelled frequently to ride to and fro, his beast could 
not carry much weight. In the course of two hours we came up 
to the cart : it was at a standstill. A wheel had become locked, 
owing to the expansion of the iron from heat : a skin of water was 
poured over it, and soon all was made right. 
Two sheep had been purchased at Korosko; they were to serve 
as food during the journey ; but one behaved so badly, never walking 
in the right direction, that Mustapha was told to place it before 
him on his camel — no enviable position for man or sheep. The 
march continued until long after sunset; the moon was not up, 
and there was but a faint light from the stars. My horse became 
restive ; several times he had shied at the white skeletons of camels 
and hyaenas we had to pass over, while on both sides of the ravine 
they lay in countless numbers. 
