crowding about in a dense moving mob while me & two negroes patiently drew up buckets fulls of water & supplied it into the trough, it seemed as if all the animals in nampylia had accumu- lated at that particular well. Anyway the water was so muddy from its constant dipping that it was absolutely un- drinkable. The wells on the plain The life about these wells with the plans of desert is always interesting; here one sees all the peoples of the vast open spaces for they come of necessity. Just as we can advises come, pitch students and make in silves at home, so great caravans on their long march across the desert arrive with tired laden camels. The huge humps kneel gratefully while their throats are uncurved, & then stand in a long line, patiently waiting while groups of ten or twelve are detailed down to the water & drink their fill. Then majestically arranging their velvet padded feet they move slowly to one side, kneel on the ground again & remain quietly chewing their cuts, until all the herd have joined them. The blue & white tents are up almost before me realizes that the caravan