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Title: From the Congo to the Niger and the Nile : an account of The German Central African expedition of 1910-1911
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Adolf Friedrich, Duke of Mecklenburg-Schwerin, 1873-1969 Deutsche Zentral-Afrika-expedition, 1910-1911
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Publisher: London : Duckworth
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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bjects to paint, andthe various races supplied me with plenty of models.Everything in the neighbourhood is so intensely in-teresting that a painter might well spend a lifetimestudying and working here. I purposely emphasisethe word study, because all the delicate tints, thevarious types of faces, the ever-changing expressionsof both Moslems and negroes call for careful andpainstaking study. In the evening we often went for rides in the neigh-bourhood. My black was a perfect saddle horse,but Roders chestnut possessed every vice imaginable.It had a very hard mouth, and used to buck on everypossible occasion. Roder had constant trouble withthe animal, and I often nearly fell out of my saddlewith laughter as I watched him battling with his ill-tempered chestnut. It is always so easy to see thefunny side of other peoples troubles. I rememberone day when we were riding together, Roder suddenlyvanished from my side. The earth could not haveswallowed him, for there were no holes or ditches to
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Fullah beauty in Dikoa Water-colour by E. M. Heims THROUGH GERMAN BORNU 151 be seen. After looking everywhere, I at last dis-covered Roder and his horse on the roof of a Kanurihut! We broke into a canter, and the chestnut who wasa very fast horse, tore wildly along, regardless of treesor huts, lakes or rocks. This habit of his was a greatnuisance, but he was so strong and tireless that wecould not afford to part with him. In the hard, stonyBornu country a horse that does not go lame in twoor three hours is a valuable possession. My horsewas coal black, with a white forehead and white feet;he was a handsome animal, with a good deal of Arabblood. He had as much staying power as the chest-nut, but was faster and had a beautiful easy gallop.He was more docile because he had not been usedfor the barbarous riding games of the country. Theinhabitants of Bornu are looked upon as being bornriders, but they have no idea of sparing their horses,or of helping them in any way. They always rideeith

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