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Herbert Edward Pretyman Journal of Herbert Edward Pretyman written during his expedition to the Kittar Mountains… (1892)

When it rises, and only the point of the whipping top rests on the surface, the circular motion is harmless. It sometimes goes up into the air and, when the circular motion is interrupted, drops sand and small bushes over a large area. When depressed, and when the diameter of the whirlwind reaches twenty or thirty feet, it has great force, and a camel will lie down, blinded, and fearing to be blown over. These “devils” march or dance about the desert in parties often of ten or twelve, and look like weird giants on a sultry gloomy evening.
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Herbert Edward Pretyman Journal of Herbert Edward Pretyman written during his expedition to the Kittar Mountains… (1892)

At the top is a basin of clear water, the overflow of which trickles over the edge in scores of little silvery rills; all down the face of the rock grows lovely maidenhair ferns and tufts of rushes. Finally each little thread of water falls into the pool below, which I roughly put at ten feet deep and forty-one feet long, its breadth being the same as the ravine which held it, perhaps twenty-one feet.
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Herbert Edward Pretyman Journal of Herbert Edward Pretyman written during his expedition to the Kittar Mountains… (1892)

I have left full directions for Powney to come on after me next week. Floyer has been a “friend at court” throughout. He had another son born on New Year’s Eve, and is as proud as a peacock in consequence. Cairo has been very gay. I have dined and lunched out every day since I came, except once. Luckily I have escaped with only one ball. It rains here every day—yesterday in torrents; Cairo is a sea of liquid mud; it is impossible to get about anywhere. Athlumney will be my companion as far as Kenneh. He goes on to Wadi Halfa where his regiment is quartered.
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