Doubtless the Dervishes had considered it was impossible for any steamer to pass up, under their fire; and that it was therefore unnecessary to widen the embrasures, so that the guns could fire upon them when facing the forts, or going beyond them.
Suddenly, as all on board were watching the effect of their fire, an outburst of musketry broke out from the bushes that lined the eastern bank, a hundred yards away.

Fortunately, the greater part of the bullets flew overhead, but many rattled against the side.

The Maxims were instantly turned upon the unseen enemy, the Soudanese fired volleys, and their rash assailants went at once into the thicker bush, many dropping before they gained it.
The gunboats now steamed slowly up the river; and then, turning, retired downstream again, shelling the enemy's position as they passed.
As they were going down they came upon a number of Dervishes, who were busy unloading half a dozen native craft.

The Maxim soon sent them flying; and the boats, which contained horses, donkeys, grain, and other goods, were taken in tow by the gunboats, which anchored at the same island as on the previous night.
"Well, Bimbashi," Captain Keppel said, when the work for the day was over, "so you have had your first brush with the enemy.

What do you think of it ?" "I would rather that you did not call me Bimbashi, Captain Keppel.