300 WITH THE CAMEL CORPS UP THE NILE.

It was far into the night when we arrived, and most of us were pretty cramped by that time eight of us in a tiny guard's van for seven hours was rather a tight fit, especially as there were no seats ; but that was quite a detail. Our attention had been taken off the squash by the heavenly feeling of being in a real live train again! It was a distinctly bumpy train, both in its mode of progress and the number of knots in the floor ; but it was lovely all the same.

The feeling of skimming along over stony tracks it had taken hours, even days, to plod over on camelback, really brought home to us the blessings of civilisation in a solid form.