The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1910-04-11

specimens. A perfectly corking giant
Gland. Get II since we left Condo
koro."
See Barrel Of Horned Skulls.
So we saw the barrel full OF horned
skulls, the piles OF rhino hides. the
guns, and the collection OF bullets
each noeable for some exciting ex-
perience--and the, native gunbearer5
and tent men. The latter we lined up
or the top deck and tried our kodaks
Tn them.
II was interesting TO see the devo-
ton OF these blacks 10 Bwana Makaku
(thc great mastery. and his love for
them.
-. sssf'you.% sGa8 :bg@co!S9ol III. E&s,
enthusiastic way. when a fellow like
that has gone with you through life
and death experiences, and has shown
perfect courage, as well as devotion,
you can't help respecting him.
Even with politics barred, there was
plenty TO talk about, and we visited
and breakfasted on the Dial, with the
ADbas following, until we came to
Renk. II was then II a. m, and cables
had TO be filed.
Dine With me at z" said the col
onel, as we werc leaving. You will
find us tied up TO the bank somewhere
below"
Renk! had made the acquaintance
OF Renk at a. IN. With one of our
Soudanese soldiers To guide, we had
tumbled ashore in q moonless black
ness in search of a telegraph operator
and news Of the bal. II was a spoCly
kind OF experience, poking along a
black lane for a quarter of a mile,
then coming 10 collection Of conical
huts like the pictures in SANKEY'S
book.
We had on interpreter on our trip.
and our Scotch engineer. the only
other white man or the Abbas, was
but three months out from Aberdeen.
He had m Arabian lexicon and some
pretty good sign !arguage-but that Is
not very much on a dark night.
Operator Is Surprise.
The operator at Renk proved 10 be
native Soudanese with the three
scars on his cheeks-tribe marks. He
could understand some English, and
speak little. He lived in a house
shaped like a beehive, and the tele
graph Office was paatial structure
Of mud walls, dirt floor and a nat
roof But that operator was a sur
rrise. He sent theoretically, and had
no idea of what II was all about, but
he got through the copy at the rate CT
SEQ words an hour.
would like TO have seen the stun
when IL finally reached the states.
1t must have been mess. What with
wool" grass and loss of sleep and de-
light at seeing our good T. r., | was
not In the best of literary form, and
it is not easy to write and condense
In a steamy hut where tables are not
Our cables filed, we babe farewell
TO Renk, and getting back TO the river
we made our way down TO where the
bal was tied up. Believe, me, we
were ready for something to eat that
night The dinner was picturesque
The table was set on the deck or the
barge. and the colonel sat at the head.
Behind him were the fat shores OF
the Nile, lit up by the fare of blazing
grass. The ships lanterns-merely
protected candles-did the rest. The
hunters were in their working clothes
and the guests in the damour, or ma
tive cottep--suits built in a day at a
cost of Sc the suit.
Il dress by buttoning the top but
ton of my shirt and adding a green
silk tie" the colonel explained,
The food tasted quite civilized Or.
Mearns and Kermit had gone ashore |
and bagged some duck. The barge |
housed a lot of live goats and chick |
ems, and the Swiss steward had |
spread himself The menu card was
his handiwork-a flag done in blue I
and red pencil, with appropriate in
scriptions. The talk was free and in |
teresting, but as at the dinners Of the |
Gridiron club. there were no re-
porters present
At midnight we went on board the
Abbas. leaving the Dial 10 a more
leisurely trip down TO Khartum.
Yes. | should say T. K. is the same.
Only more so.
WINS LONG RACE WITH TIME.