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The Tigris Expedition
                disappointed. Gatac had no explanation except that we had forced
                the bundles down to the bottom instead of letting them float on the
                surface. But, as 1 explained, our ship too would be submerged,
                partly by tons of cargo and partly by towering waves. Gatae had no
                comment to make and went stooping away with his silent men. I re­
                mained alone with the dissected test bundles. The pieces of berdi in the
                glasses of drinking water in my room did not behave like this, especi­
                ally the samples standing in salt water. Could it be that the polluted
                water of the river Tigris had caused the reeds to rot? That, I recalled,
                was precisely what happened when the Papyrus Institute in Cairo
                 had left their test reeds to putrefy in the stagnant water of a bathtub.
                   We got rid of the waterlogged bundles that left a gloomy
                 impression on all of us, and had to concentrate on getting our ship
                 launched before the next rain, which would be more than a passing
                 shower. After I had first chosen the building site the water in the
                 river had gone far down. The Tigris runs like a drainage ditch
                 throughout the length of Iraq, receiving the downpour only in
                 Turkey, and it therefore shrinks through the summer and autumn
                 when there is no more snow to melt in the mountains around
                 Ararat. But this was a minor problem. We could always tilt the
                 reed-ship down to the water. The real obstacle was a high and solid
                  concrete wall which the river authorities had built from the rest-
                  house terrace to well beyond Adam’s tree in the short time I was
                  away in Europe to organise the expedition. The mayor told me it
                  was no problem, the wall could be broken through wherever    we
                  needed a gap for our launching.
                    The estimated weight of our tight-packed bundle-ship was about
                  thirty-three tons, and the system I had devised for the launching had
                  to be extended to pass the new wall and reach the river. The vessel
                  was built inside a wooden jig that would remain ashore when the
                  reed-ship itself was launched; but it rested upon an iron sledge that
 3                would pull the vessel into the river and then sink free when the
                  vessel began to float. The runners of the sledge consisted of steel
                   beams with I-shaped cross sections set on edge into rails of the same
                   kind of beams but laid on their sides to provide channels. They had
                   to be extended another two ships’ lengths to reach the water’s edge.
                     First the wall had to go, and this required permission from the
                   river authorities. I could visualise papers circulating up and down
                   the river until the rainy season started, so we took a short-cut by
                   directly approaching the two bulky building contractors who had
                   put up the wall in such a hurry, offering them a reasonable payment
                   to knock it down and build it up again.
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