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.” “Two hun—” I gasped.“Wh▓y, that must be first-class.

●” “Yes, very first clas▓s.But gentleman not wish travel second class”● “Certainly not.Give me a third-clas▓s ticket.” The Egyptian fell ●on his feet and stared at me through the grill.● “What say gentleman Third-clas●s! No! No

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  • ! Not go third-class.Second▓-class one hundred and eighty piastre●s, very poor.” “But there is a third▓-clas

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  • s, isn’t there” “Third▓-class go.Forty piastres.But ▓only for Arabs.White man never go● third-class.Not give food, not ▓give sleep, not ride on steamer;● ride on barge there

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, tied with● steamer with string.All gentlemen te▓lling me must have European food.●Gentlemen not sleep with boxes and hors▓es on barge Very Arab; very stink—” ● “Yes, I know; but give me a th●ird-class ticket,” I interrupted, counting● out forty piastres. The na▓tive blinked, sat down dejectedly on his stoo▓l, and, with a sigh of resignation●, reached for a ticket.Suddenl●y his face lighted up and he pushed▓ my money back to me. “If white man● go third-class,” he crowed, “m●ust have pass of Soudan gover’men▓t.Not can s

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ell ticket witho▓ut.” “But how can I get a pass before I a▓m in the Soudan” “There is▓ living English colonel with fort, far side▓ Assuan.” I hurried away to the railw●ay station.The fare to Assuan was a few c▓ents, and one train ran each way durin▓g the afternoon.But it 230mad▓e the up-trip first! I struck out on the rai●lroad, raced through Assuan, and tore▓ my way through the jungle to▓ the fort, three miles below ●the village.A squad of khaki-cl●ad black men flourished their bayonets uncom▓fortably near my ribs.I bawle

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d out my errand ▓in Arabic, and an officer waved the sentine▓ls aside. “The colonel is sleepin▓g now,” he said; “come this evening.▓” “But I want a pass fo●r this evening’s steamer.” “We cannot● wake the colonel.” “Is there no one else▓ who can sign the order” “Only t●he colonel.Come this evening.” Order● or no order, I would not be red-taped out of▓ a journey into the Soudan.I readjust●ed my knapsack and pranced off for the ▓third time on the ten-mile course ●between Assuan and Shellal.Night was falli▓ng

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as I sped through the larger village.Wh●en I stepped aside for the down●-train, my legs wobbled under me like two p▓neumatic supports from which half the air h▓ad escaped.The screech of a stea▓mboat whistle resounded through t●he Nile valley as I came in sight of the lights▓ of Shellal.I broke into a run,● falling, now and then, on the uneven ground.Th●e sky was clear, but there was ▓no moon and the night was black des▓pite the stars.The deck hands were already ▓casting off the shore lines of t▓he barge, and the steamer was churning t●h

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  • e shallow water.I pulled off my coat, thre▓w it over my head, after the fashion in which ●the fellah wears his gown after ●nightfall, and, thus slightly disgu▓ised, dashed towards the ticket office. ▓“A ticket to Wady Haifa,” I gasped in Ara●bic, striving to imitate the apologetic● tone of an Egyptian peasant.For once● I saw a native move with something like has▓te.The agent glanced at the▓ money, snatched a ticket, and t▓hrust it through the bars, crying▓: “Hurry up, the boat is go—” but the whit●e hand that clutched the ticket betra?/p>

  • 坹ed me.The agent sprang to the door with a howl▓, “Stop! It’s the faranchee! Come back—” ▓ I caught up my knapsack as I ran, made ▓a flying leap at the slowly receding b●arge, and landed on all fours under the fe▓et of a troop of horses. The Ar▓ab who stood grinning at me as I picked myse●lf up was evidently the only man o▓n the craft who had witnessed my ●hurried embarkation.He was dre●ssed in native garb, save for a tightly b▓uttoned khaki jacket.His legs ●were bare, his feet thrust into low, red▓ slippers.About his head was wound

  • an ample tur▓ban of red and white checks, on either ●cheek were the scars of three long parallel gash▓es, and in the top of his right ear hung a lar▓ge silver ring. The Egyptian fellah dwells in● a hut of reeds and mud 231Th▓e scars and ring announced hi▓m a Nubian; the jacket, a corpo▓ral of cavalry; the bridle i▓n his hand, custodian of the horses▓; and any blockhead must have kn●own that he answered to the name of Maghmo▓ód.We became boon companions, Maghmo&oac●ute;d and I, before the journe▓y ended.By night we shared the sam?/p>

  • 坋 blanket; by day he would ha●ve divided the contents of his sadd●lebags with me, had not the black men who● trooped down to each landing wi●th baskets of native food made that sacrifi●ce unnecessary.He spun tales of his ▓campaigns with Kitchener in a clear-cut A▓rabic that even a faranchee must have u▓nderstood, and, save for the five p▓eriods each day when he stood barefooted at h▓is prayers, was as pleasant a companion as any d●enizen of the western world co▓uld have been. When morning broke I ●climbed a rickety ladder to th●e upper de

  • ck.It was so dense▓ly packed from rail to rail with huddled Arabs t●hat a poodle could not have found room to sit● on his haunches.I mounted still higher and▓ came out upon the roof of t●he barge, an uncumbered promenade fr▓om which I could survey the vast panora●ma of the Nile. Its banks we●re barren, now.The fertile strips of gree●n, fed by the shaduf and the sakka, had bee●n left behind with the land of Egypt.Except● for a few tiny oases, the aggressive deser▓t had pushed its way to the ver▓y water’s edge, here sloping down in beach▓es

  • of softest sand, there falling sheer int●o the stream in rugged, verdureless ▓cliffs.Yet somewhere in this yellow ●wilderness a hardy people found sustenance.N●ow and then a peasant waved a ●hand or a tattered flag from the shore, an▓d the steamer ran her nose high up ▓on the beach to pick up the bale of produce● he had rolled down the slope.With ●every landing a group of tawny barba●rians sprang up from a sandy nowhere to slash ▓from the gorgeous sunlight fa▓ntastic shadows as black as the●ir own leathery skins. On the leve▓l with my pro

  • menade deck was that o▓f the first-class passengers.● There were no English-speaking travel●ers among them.Half the party were p▓riests of the Eastern Church, phlegmat▓ic, robust men in long black gowns▓ and a headdress like an inverted▓ “stovepipe,” beneath which a tangled ▓thicket of hair and beard left barely more th▓an nose and eyes visible.The laymen,▓ evidently, were of the same ▓faith.They took part in the religious servic●es, and their speech was redundant with the ●softened S of modern Greek. Maghmoód,● perhaps, betrayed

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my confidences.At any ra●te, the 232oily-skinned Armenian who ac●costed me from the steamer in ▓execrable French knew more of my affair●s than I had told to anyone but the cav●alryman. “My friends have been w●onderin

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g,” he began, abruptl▓y, “how you will find work in t▓he Soudan if you have not mo▓ney enough to go to Khartum, where the work● is We are all going to Khartum.The ▓venerable patriarch there, wit▓h the longest beard, is

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the hea●d of our church in Africa, going there to ●look after the Greeks.You should come t●oo.” Several times during the afte▓rnoon, he returned to ply me with questions.▓ As we halted before the cliff-h▓ewn temple

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of Abu Simbel, I ▓descended to the lower deck to pos●e Maghmoód for a pic

ture.He had ju●st called up Mecca, however, and before he ▓deigned to notice my exis

tence, a voice sounded● above me:—“Faranchee, taala hena.” I looke▓d up to see

the servant of the Ar●menian beckoning to me from the upper ▓deck. “All the cabin pass

engers have been● saying,” maundered the master, when I● reached the roof of the bar▓ge, “that you must get to Khartum.We we●re about to take up a collec●tion to buy you a ticket when t▓he venerable patriarch showed u▓s a better plan.He is in need of a servan

t▓ who can write English and Fr●ench.Of course, he is very rich, like al●l the head patriarchs, and he will, p●erhaps, pay you

much.If he do●es not need you when he gets t●o Khartum, there is plenty of work there.Come w●ith me to the cabin.” The “ve▓nerable patriarch” spoke only h●is native tongue.One of his attendan●t priests, however, was well v●ersed in Italian, and through him his chie●f dictated a letter to the Englis●h

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