the district of Gallabat and marched on the town.  Against this host the Emir Wad Arbab could muster no more than 6,000 soldiers.  But, encouraged by the victories of the previous four years, the Dervishes accepted battle, in spite of the disparity of numbers.  Neither valour nor discipline could withstand such odds.  The Moslems, broken by the fierce onset and surrounded by the overwhelming numbers of their enemies, were destroyed, together with their intrepid leader.  Scarcely any escaped.  The Abyssinians indulged in all the triumphs of savagery.  The wounded were massacred:  the slain were mutilated:  the town of Gallabat was sacked and burnt.  The Women were carried into captivity.  All these tidings came to Omdurman.  Under this heavy and unexpected blow the Khalifa acted with prudence.  He opened negotiations with King John of Abyssinia, for the ransom of the captured wives and children, and at the same time he sent the Emir Yunes with a large force to Gallabat.  The immediate necessities having thus been dealt with, Abdullah prepared for revenge.

Of all the Arab leaders which fifteen years of continual war and tumult throughout the Soudan produced, none displayed higher ability, none obtained greater successes, and none were more honourable, though several were more famous, than the man whom the Khalifa selected to avenge the destruction of the Gallabat army.  Abu Anga had been a slave in Abdullah’s family long before the Mahdi had preached at Abba island and while Egypt yet oppressed the country.  After the revolt had broken out, his adventurous master summoned him from the distant Kordofan home to attend him in the war, and Abu Anga came with that ready obedience and strange devotion for which he was always distinguished.  Nominally as a slave, really as a comrade, he fought by Abdullah’s side in all the earlier battles of the rebellion.  Nor was it until after the capture of El Obeid that he rose suddenly to power and place.  The Khalifa was a judge of men.  He saw very clearly that the black Soudanese troops, who had surrendered and were surrendering as town after town was taken, might be welded into a powerful weapon.  And in Abu Anga he knew a man who could not only fashion the blade, but would hold it ever loyally at his master’s disposal.  The former slave threw himself into the duties of his command with extraordinary energy.  His humble origin pleased the hardy blacks, who recognised in their leader their equal in birth, their superior in prowess.  More than any other Emir, Abu Anga contributed to the destruction of Hicks’s army.  The Jehadia, as his soldiers were called—­because they had joined in the Jehad, or Holy War—­were armed with Remington rifles, and their harassing fire inflicted heavy losses on the struggling column until it was finally brought to a standstill, and the moment for the spearmen to charge arrived.  Henceforward the troops of Abu Anga became famous throughout the land for their weapons, their courage, and their cruelty.