FOROGA. 235 on the road. The people at Foroga are fully clothed, that is to say, they wear a kind of long shirt made of damoor cloth from Darfour. They are not at all strong, and cannot carry as porters on the head ; two loads are usually strung on a pole, and carried hy two men ; or if the loads are light they are strung at each end of a bamboo, as in China. The grain was packed in small baskets and carried in this manner.

The day on which we left Foroga we had only a short march, passing Timbasi, a pretty little village, about halfway. Gebel Sargali was in sight on the left, running about eight miles north-east and southwest. Grebels Bickeri, Zandi, and Foroga were seen on the right from Timbasi ; these are bold hills rising to a height of about six or seven hundred feet above the surrounding plain, being thickly covered with forest, but hating grey masses of rock jutting out here and there. We camped just beyond a small village called Sarifa, and had a semicircle of hills round us running from north-west to south-southeast. We said good-bye at this village to the native tribes, I mean the Central African negro tribes, for we now came to the Baggara or Homr Arabs ; and the natives in the west of Darfour appear to be of still a different type.

Our next march was through a forest, where were many bamboos and acacias {Acacia fistula). In an hour and a half we arrived at the top of a mountain-