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worse。 I had left the station with a neat ditch and earthwork; the
environs had been clean。 It was now a mass of filth。 Bones and remnants
of old clothes; that would have been a fortune to a rag…and…bone shop;
lay scattered in all directions。 The ditch was filled up with sand; and
the fallen bank washed in by the heavy rains; as it had never been
cleansed during my absence。
The guns fired a salute; Raouf Bey and the troops appeared in good
health; and I was shown into poor Higginbotham's house on the cliff
above the river。
A beautiful new steamer of 108 tons; built of steel; with twin screws;
was floating on the stream。 This was the work of my Englishmen; who had
taken a pride in turning out the best results that Messrs。 Samuda
Brothers and Messrs。 Penn & Co。 could produce。
I went on board to inspect the new vessel directly after breakfast。 She
had been admirably constructed; and being devoid of paddles; she would
be able to glide through the narrow channels of the Bahr Giraffe like a
fish。
Although the station was dirty and neglected; I must do Raouf Bey
justice in acknowledging that he had paid much attention to the gardens
on the islands; which were producing so abundantly that the troops
received rations of vegetables daily。
Raouf Bey had also shown determination; and had accepted great
responsibility in shooting a soldier for desertion during my absence。
It appeared that the reinforcements lately received from Khartoum were
merely slaves that had been sold to the government; and had rapidly been
trained for soldiers。 Many of these people had originally come from the
White Nile; therefore they were disposed to desert upon the first
opportunity。
A considerable number had deserted; with their arms and ammunition。 They
had also stolen Raouf Bey's guns and rifles from his house; and had
absconded to Belinian。 Raouf Bey had called upon the Belinian to give up
the deserters; but the Belinian natives had only replied to the
summonses by making nightly demonstrations of attack against the station
of Gondokoro; which had rendered sound sleep impossible for the last
month。 Raouf Bey had accordingly invaded Belinian; and had fought a
pitched battle; in which the deserters who had joined the Baris fired
upon the troops。 Two of them were killed。 (On this occasion; the Baris
being well supplied with muskets and ammunition; the troops of Raouf Bey
suffered considerable loss。)
I immediately sent for Allorron; who had now become a faithful sheik of
the government。 He confessed all his sins; and of course laid the whole
blame upon Abou Saood; who he declared had deceived him; and instigated
him against the government。 I did not wish for any explanations upon the
truth of which I could not rely。 I therefore ordered him to go at once
to Belinian; and inform the natives that; unless they gave up the
deserters; I should pay them a visit with the 〃red shirts;〃 who had now
returned with me from Fatiko。 At the same time I promised him three cows
if he succeeded。
In a few days he returned with two deserters。 These men were tried by
court…martial; and having been found guilty; they were shot in the
presence of the regiment。
Order and discipline were at once restored among the troops。
Now that I had returned with the 〃Forty Thieves;〃 the natives of
Belinian no longer visited the camp at night; but the country shortly
became quiet and peaceful。
Wat…el…Mek; who had accompanied me from Fatiko; returned with
reinforcements and a herd of cattle to his district。 I parted with
regret with my good men Shooli and Gimoro; to whom I gave some useful
presents。
On 10th April I commenced a new fort with ditch and earthwork around the
magazines; but the sandy nature of the soil will cause much trouble
during the heavy rains。
I ordered Mr。 Marcopolo to take stock; together with an Egyptian officer
(Foad Effendi); of everything that remained within the magazine; and to
take a receipt for his stores。 This task occupied nearly a month。
The Englishmen had carefully packed everything that belonged to the No。
3 steamer and machinery; and had stowed her in a magazine that was given
in charge of an officer; who gave a receipt for the contents。
Everything was ready by the 25th May for our return homewards。 I erected
a monument of red brick coated with pitch over my poor friend
Higginbotham's grave; within my garden; near the spot where the
missionaries were formerly buried。
We started on the 26th; having taken a farewell of my gallant 〃Forty
Thieves;〃 many of whom showed much emotion at parting。 As I walked down
the line of troops when I took official leave; my old soldiers broke the
bounds of discipline by shouting: 〃May God give you a long life! and may
you meet your family in good health at home!〃
I felt a choking sensation in saying good…bye; but we were soon on
board; and the steam was up。
The new steamer; the Khedive; took us in tow; and we travelled rapidly
down the stream towards home in old England。
Although I had written the most important letters to the Khedive and to
his minister in October 1871; I had; to my amazement; NOT RECEIVED ONE
WORD IN REPLY by the post that had arrived from Egypt。 I had apparently
been looked upon as a dead man that did not require a letter。 It
appeared that my existence was utterly ignored by the Egyptian
government; although I had received my letters in due course from
England。
On arrival at the Bahr Giraffe; we found that the canals which I had
formerly cut were much improved by the force of the stream。 Although
these passages were narrow; they had become deep; and we progressed with
comparatively little trouble。
On 7th June; three sails were reported ahead on the horizon。 We pushed
forward with some curiosity; but unfortunately a sudd of vegetable rafts
had closed the passage for a short distance; which required about an
hour to clean; this delayed the chase。
That evening; as we had stopped for the night at a spot known as the
〃Three Dubbas;〃 we heard a woman's voice from the high grass addressing
us in an imploring tone。 I immediately sent a boat to make inquiries; as
one of our native girls understood the language。
It appeared that the woman had the small…pox; and she had been therefore
thrown into the high grass; and abandoned by the vakeel of the three
vessels that we had observed in the distance。 She described these
vessels as being crowded with slaves。
I gave the unfortunate creature a supply of six days' food; together
with a cooking…pot and some firewood; but I dared not introduce so
horrible a disease as the small…pox among our party。 She was thus left
alone upon the dubba。 (At this season native fishermen visited the
dubba; therefore she was most probably discovered on the following
morning。)
On 8th June we steamed along; towards the tall masts and yards of the
three vessels which we perceived upon the horizon。
The intricacies of the narrow channel were such that we did not overtake
the slavers until sunset。
We then anchored for the night in a lake; while I sent a boat forward
into the canal occupied by the three vessels to order the vakeel of the
company to visit me immediately。
In a short time the boat returned with my old acquaintance Wat Hojoly;
the vakeel of the Bohr station belonging to Abou Saood。
I had always liked this man; as he was generally straightforward in his
manner。 He now told me; without the slightest reserve; that during my
absence in the south; several cargoes of slaves had passed the
government station at Fashoda by bribing the governor; and that he would
certainly have no difficulty; provided that I did not seize him。 He
confessed that he had 700 slaves on board the three vessels; and
according to orders that he had received from his master; Abou Saood; he
was conveying them to their destination; a few days south of Khartoum;
on the White Nile; at which point they could either march overland to
the west via Kordofan; or to the east via Sennaar; whence they could
pass unmolested to the Red Sea or to other markets。
The small…pox had broken out among the slaves; several of whom had died。
I was most thoroughly disgusted and sick at heart。 After all the trouble
and difficulties that we had gone through for the suppression of the
slave trade; there could be no question of the fact that Abou Saood; the
great slave…hunter of the White Nile; was supported by some high
authority behind the scenes; upon whom he could depend for protection。
This was apparently the last act of the drama; in which the villain of
the piece could mock and scoff at justice; and ridicule every effort
that I had made to suppress the slave trade。 His vessels were actually
sailing in triumph and defiance before the wind; with flags flying the
crescent and the star; above a horrible cargo of pest…smitten humanity;
in open contempt for my authority; which Wat Hojoly had been carefully
informed did not extend north of Gondokoro。
I asked this plain…spoken agent whether he was quite sure that he could
pass the government station? 〃Oh yes;〃 he replied; 〃a little backsheesh
will open the road; there is nothing to fear。〃
I was then informed by t