Dhow Chasing in Zanzibar Waters - The Search For Mecca

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until we could return to Mafamale. We sailed
from tliese islands in the evening, but, owing to
a light wind and strong current against us,
were compelled to return to Casuarena; and,
wishing before we started again to clear out
and thoroughly clean the boat, we erected tents
on shore w4th the boat-sails and rain-awning,
Campbell and I having ours pitched round a
small mound, which served as a table by day
and a pillow by night. We were at our breakfast
the next morning when the barge was
i^eported in sight, coming round the point, and
a few minutes after Albert walked into the
tent. " Well," said he, " we had almost given
you up, and thought you must have been lost
but I certainly never expected to find you
w^here you are—what a melancholy position
Do you know you have pitched your tent on
poor Alexander's grave ?" He was a lieutenant
who had died on board the " Cleopatra."
We
certainly had thought little of what the mound
might be, but, from some cause or other — probably
of the inconvenience of moving everything
under the tent, or possibly from not wishing to