From the Congo to the Niger and the Nile : an account of The German Central African expedition of 1910-1911 . 134. The Sultan of the ! THROUGH THE LAND OF THE MUSGUMS 141 with the faint hope of finding Roder there. It wasnow noon, and the scorching sun blazed down piti-lessly on the bare, treeless plain, covered with dry,yellow grass. Now and then we caught sight of agazelle, but I was in no mood for hunting ; my tongueclove to the roof of my mouth, and my one desirewas to reach camp. My good black horse was stillcomparatively fresh, and so was Atanganas chest-nut, so we rode along a
From the Congo to the Niger and the Nile : an account of The German Central African expedition of 1910-1911 . 134. The Sultan of the ! THROUGH THE LAND OF THE MUSGUMS 141 with the faint hope of finding Roder there. It wasnow noon, and the scorching sun blazed down piti-lessly on the bare, treeless plain, covered with dry,yellow grass. Now and then we caught sight of agazelle, but I was in no mood for hunting ; my tongueclove to the roof of my mouth, and my one desirewas to reach camp. My good black horse was stillcomparatively fresh, and so was Atanganas chest-nut, so we rode along at a good pace, and at lastreached a town. The sultan sent word that he wassurprised to see me, as he had been told to expecttwo white men, but not until three days later. ThenI knew that we must be in Mafate. But where in theworld was Roder ? The only thing to do was to off saddle and sultan of Mafate, a good-natured old man(illus. 134), invited me into his house, a large, well-kept mud building. Thankful to be at last in a coolroom, I threw myself down on a mud erection, whichwas probably the throne. I could hardly believemy e
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