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SAVAGE SUDAN 
by Candace running hard aground—this is quite an 
ordinary mishap, but badly aggravated to-night by a 
heavy gale and driving sand. It was ten next morning 
ere, by laying out kedges and hours of tremendous 
exertion—all hands overboard, shoulder-deep—we got 
afloat and proceeded. During that afternoon, carried 
away the outmost boom of our mainyard—these huge 
spars being ‘fished’ together in several lengths, spliced 
like a Castle Connel salmon-rod. The rais wanted to stop 
at El Duem to fit a new spar—this we disallowed, having 
ill memories of that spot; so, being full moon, we drove 
ahead under bare poles. Under stress of wind and wave, 
Candace rolled and shivered, the howl of the gale through 
her rigging and breaking seas under her counter recalling 
rather a winter’s wildfowling venture in Northumberland 
than a trip on tropical Nile. By io p.m., the hurricane 
increasing and a blinding sandstorm shutting out all view 
ahead, we anchored till dawn, when we limped into Kawa. 
Here the Mudir most kindly sent men to help repair our 
broken yard-arm.” 
“ Gorged.” 
Contained two sets of wire bangles, as worn by native women. Possibly 
the late owners were also inside, though not identifiable. 
