So we struggled on, and at last found a ledge among some rocks above
the river bed, which just afforded room for our tent, and here we
pitched it.
And only just in time, for before we had got it well up the rain began
to come down, and continued to rattle on our canvas roof for the rest
of the night.
But the storm had come with so little warning, and the wind had come
before the rain, so we comforted ourselves with the Scouts' weather
mottoes:--
"Long foretold, long last;
Short notice, soon past."
And
"When the wind's before the rain,
Soon you may make sail again;
When the rain's before the wind,
Then your sheets and halyards mind."
Sure enough, next morning the sky cleared, and a beautiful sunny day
enabled us to carry out our next march in comfort.
* * * * *
ARABS' CANDLES.
Our next camp was a delightful one--in place of the open, dry, stormy
desert, we found ourselves in groves of young palm trees on the river
bank, with plenty of fresh water and plenty of firewood.
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