A journey through the Yemen and some general remarks upon that countryHarris, Walter
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A journey through the Yemen and some general remarks upon that country
Harris, Walter
Yemen (Republic) -- Description and travel
The reason of our flight I was at a loss to understand, yet never for a
moment did I doubt that there was a reason. I somehow, without knowing
why, trusted the man who had warned me. He was a stranger, and as far as
I could remember, as I watched him leading our little caravan over the
awful road, I had never seen him before. Once in my life already I had
been saved by a stranger, who had risked his own to save mine—an Arab
too, but in a land far away from the Yemen. I need not tell the story
here: sufficient that I arrived at his house weary, by night, my bare
feet bleeding with the stones and thorns, pursued by men who had vowed to
take my life; and that he, good noble fellow, found me and took me in,
bathed my blood-stained ankles, and tore up his own clothes to bind them
in, and, after keeping me in hiding for two days, escorted me in safety
out of the country. He died a few months later, foully murdered in a
blood-feud. Perhaps it was the recollection of this that imbued me with
so much confidence and trust in my new-found friend. That I was not wrong
the sequel will show.
Sometimes a stone loosened by our animals’ hoofs would fall, and,
bounding from rock to rock, disappear into the darkness. At each of these
occurrences our guide would utter a guttural sound of disapproval. Once
or twice I ventured to ask him the reason of our sudden flight, but
was always met with a sharp “Silence!” in reply. On and on, until some
three hours after leaving Beit Saïd our path commenced to descend, and,
slipping and sliding down slopes of sand and stones, we entered the large
village of Seddah, now wrapt in sleep; then on through the village of
Mundah, and out into the open country again. The dogs barked a little,
and one or two men, armed with spears, accosted us, but, after a few
words whispered with our men, we passed on again. It is at Seddah that
the valley turns to the west, and here the Wadi Thuba flows into the Wadi
Banna. This latter river has a direction almost north and south, and
although the Banna is the main stream, the other continues the general
direction of the valley.
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