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KHOR ATAPPI. 255 A slight ascent soon brought us to a row of hills running across our route; a lofty hill named Aliagdr lay to our right, and to its left, overtopping it by some 200 feet, was the hill Ummoda, which we climbed. Jebels Latjiet, Lamo, and Lalak now lay behind us; the Lobull chain ran from east to north, with Jebel Ageu and Akuero standing like bastions in front.
To the north and south-west a long row of mountain groups was visible, among which was the twin pyramid of Jebel -Okirri, probably more than 5000 feet high, which is perhaps the same mountain as that pointed out to me from the ridge of Jebel Oppone, in the Liria district, and called Jebel Ekara (Bari), and which was named Jebel Chufal in Latuka; at any rate, it is identical with the mount “ Asal” (“honey”) of Baker’s map. I made the acquaintance here of Jebels Kaffai and Lokalla, and saw my old friends Jebel Remo (Madi-Lokoya) and the Farshile range, for which I heard for the first time the general name of Jebel Areda, Jebel Arda (“ mountain of the termites ”) probably being a corruption of this name.
Khor Atappi, or Atabbi, was reached at noon, and forded ; it rises in the Jamma mountains (which form the southern end of the Lobull chain), at a long day’s march from Fadibék, and at the ford it flows from east to west, between gently sloping banks. It is about forty feet broad, with swampy approaches, but easy to cross, although there are some rocks in its bed near the northern bank. The rise of the country at first sufficed to conceal the mountains in front of us, and in the early morning we could only just see the contours of the Lobull range, which stood out sharply against the nocturnal sky. We marched through the same monotonous undulating country as the day before. From Jebel Chamma, a somewhat higher hill, the grass became very troublesome, and briars foretold the approaching jungle, in the midst of which were the durrahfields of a little village named Dogovura, which was hidden in a thicket of castor-oil bushes. Khor Ayi, which we next crossed, was fringed by a fine belt of trees, but had such muddy banks that we sank in above the knee; throughout the year it contains clear but rather yellowish water, and is sald to flow into the Bahr-el-Jebel. A short ascent through -woods brought us to the little station of Obbo, erected only a