From Naples to Entebbe. 
Even when out of sight of land the voyage is never 
monotonous. The aspect of the sky varies unceasingly. Vapours 
and clouds perpetually form, and dissolve, or gather into dark 
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storms, while the water, reflecting their changes in endless 
variety of colour and tone, presents a spectacle which is never 
wearisome. Flights of swallows pass through the air. Swarms 
of minute gnats dance on the surface of the water like a 
light mist. These are the only tokens that land is not really 
far off. 
The course of the steamers follows the equator, roughly 
speaking, and crosses the northern extremity of the lake from 
east to west, steering clear of the chain of islands which lie 
along the coast. These islands form a breakwater, sheltering 
a wide and practically continuous channel where canoes and 
small sailing craft can navigate in safety. They vary in size 
from mere rocks just rising above the water, and whitened by 
the deposit of aquatic birds, to islands so vast as to form 
a small region in themselves, clad with dense forests, girt 
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