In Barbary : $b Tunisia, Algeria, Morocco and the SaharaPowell, E. Alexander (Edward Alexander)
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In Barbary : $b Tunisia, Algeria, Morocco and the Sahara
Powell, E. Alexander (Edward Alexander)
Africa, North -- Description and travel
_Oued_ is the Arabic word for river, and, when applied to a village or
locality, presupposes the presence of a stream. I saw nothing about El
Oued which even remotely suggested the proximity of water, however,
until, climbing one morning to the summit of the range of sand-dunes
which encircled the camp, I looked down upon a dozen acres or so of as
prosperous looking a fruit-orchard as I have ever seen. I rubbed my eyes
incredulously, so astonishing was it to see this patch of brilliant green
set down in the heart of that arid, sun-scorched, apparently hopeless
waste. Yet there it was, with its ordered rows of fruit-trees—pears,
apples, peaches, apricots, figs, pomegranates—in full blossom; its long
trellises of grapes, the stems of the vines as large as a man’s wrist;
its ranks of towering date-palms with their huge clusters of rapidly
ripening fruit; and, in the heart of it all, a really charming little
bungalow embowered in flowers and vines. The place was, I learned, the
property of a prosperous and progressive Arab, who had obtained an
unlimited supply of pure water by sinking a number of artesian wells
to a depth of not much over a hundred feet. El Oued was appropriately
named after all, it seemed, for the river was there, even though it was
below the surface. But the anxieties of a Saharan husbandman are not
ended once he has obtained an adequate and assured supply of water, for
he must still guard his hard-won area of fertility against the stealthy
encroachments of the shifting sands, which can be held at bay only by
maintaining along the edge of the oasis a sand-break composed of certain
trees, shrubs, and grasses. And, if prosperity is to be maintained, that
barrier must be guarded as vigilantly as a Hollander guards his dikes.
For the desert, like the sea, never becomes discouraged, never gives in;
you can never say that you have conquered it. It can be held in check
only by unceasing vigilance.
[Illustration: THE SHRINE IN THE SANDS
Si Sayah Laroussi, Grand Marabout of the Tidjania, welcomes us to his
palace in Guemar
Caïds of the Tidjania in the courtyard of the mosque at Guemar]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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