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
Poor Saïd! The wear and tear of the last month had worn him a bit.
Fever had paled his skin, and left him thinner than he was when he had
started from Aden; but no weariness, no fever, had caused him to pay
less attention to his personal charms than before, and his curly locks
were as soft and silky and glossy as ever, although his loin-cloth and
sash told tales of travel. Still, in all our hardships he had been ever
bright and gay, and as we neared civilisation once more, and there seemed
some chance of his seeing his paradise—Aden—again, his eyes regained
their former twinkle, and his laugh grew more cheery than ever. With
Abdurrahman it was different, and the strain and exertion he had been
through had told on his more delicate constitution. Brought up in the
bracing mountains of Morocco, where frosts are common, and even in the
daytime the heat is never oppressive, he had felt severely the sudden
changes of the tropics. All his gaiety had left him, and he scarcely
spoke. It was with difficulty that we could rouse his spirits, try
hard as we did, Saïd and I. Almost every evening, in spite of arsenic
and quinine, fever would seize him, and he would lie awake of a night,
tossing and moaning in a way that was pitiful to see and hear.
Leaving Wisil, the road descends, by a zigzag track, the steep
mountain-side. Here were apparent one at least of the advantages of
the Turkish occupation of the Yemen, for the road was wide and in good
repair, supported by a stone embankment, and planted on either side with
mimosa-trees, which no doubt help in some degree to prevent the floods
which the heavy rainfalls occasion from washing the stones away, and
which will eventually prove no small advantage to the traveller by their
shade. At length the bed of the water-course was reached, down which the
road proceeds, roughly and unpleasantly, over great boulders and stones
that tired our poor little mules, and necessitated our proceeding on
foot. Thick vegetation, principally trees of the mimosa type, fringe the
edge of the river-bed, which, except for an occasional pool or spring,
contained no water.
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