e and personal scruples.

The __Korosko__, a turtle-bottomed, round-bowed stern-wheeler, with a
30-inch draught and the lines of a flat-iron, started upon the 13th
of February, in the year 1895, from Shellal, at the head of the first
cataract, bound for Wady Haifa. I have a passenger card for the trip,
which I hereby produce:

S. W. "_Korosko_," February 13TH.

PASSENGERS.

Colonel Cochrane Cochrane London

Mr. Cecil Brown London

John H. Headingly Boston, USA

Miss Adams Boston, USA

Miss S. Adams Worcester, Mass, USA

Mons Fardet Paris

Mr. and Mrs. Belmont Dublin

James Stephens Manchester

Rev. John Stuart Birmingham

Mrs. Shlesinger, nurse and child Florence

This was the party as it started from Shellal with the intention of
travelling up the two hundred miles of Nubian Nile which lie between the
first and the second cataract.

It is a singular country, this Nubia. Varying in breadth from a few
miles to as many yards (for the name is only applied to the narrow
portion which is capable of cultivation), it extends in a thin, green,
palm-fringed strip upon either side of the broad coffee-coloured river.
Beyond it there stretches on the Libyan bank a savage and illimitable
desert, extending to the whole breadth of Africa. On the other side
an equally desolate wilderness is bounded only by the distant Red Sea.
Between these two huge and barren expanses Nubia writhes like a green
sandworm along the course of the river. Here and there it disappears
altogether, and the Nile runs between black and sun-cracked hills, with
the orange drift-sand lying like glaciers in their valleys. Everywhere
one sees traces of vanished races and submerged civilisations. Grotesque
graves dot the hills or stand up against the sky-line: pyramidal graves,
tumulus graves, rock graves,--everywhere, graves. And, occasionally,
as the boat rounds a rocky point, one sees a deserted city up
above,--houses, walls, battlements, with the sun shining through the
empty window squares. Sometimes you learn that it has been Roman,
sometimes Egyptian, sometimes all record of its name or origin has been
absolutely lost, You ask yourself in amazement why any race should build
in so uncouth a solitude, and you find it difficult to accept t