CAIRO TO KISUMU screw curls on both sides of their faces. Of these people neither sex wears much clothing. The men have rags around the waist, while the women's sole garments are skirts which reach to the feet.

The East Indians, who are everywhere, do most of the retail business and trading. They are found peddling on every street corner. They dress according to their caste and religion. The Parsees, who are fire-worshippers, wear black preacher-like coats and tall hats of the style of an inverted coal scuttle. The East Indian Mohammedans wear turbans and the Hindus wrap themselves up in great sheets of white cotton. There are besides many Greeks and Italians, and not a few Persians. The Eng¬ lish dress in white and wear big helmets to keep off the sun.

This is the land of the camel. Caravans are coming in and going out of the city every day bringing in bags of Mocha coffee and gums and taking out European goods and other supplies to the various oases. There is a consid¬ erable trade with Yemen as well as with the tribes of southeastern Arabia. There are always camels lying in the market places, and one sees them blubbering and cry¬ ing as they are loaded and unloaded. They are the most discontented beasts upon earth, and are as mean as they look. One bit at me this afternoon as I passed it, and I am told that they never become reconciled to their mas¬ ters. Nevertheless, they are the freight animals of this part of the world, and the desert could not get along with¬ out them. They furnish the greater part of the milk for the various Arab settlements, and the people make their tents of camel's hair. They are, in fact, the cows of the desert. They are of many different breeds, varying 232