or performed their operations so deftly that we were unconscious
of their assaults, and slept till the first gleam of dawn showed
in the eastern sky.
[Illustration:_J. D. H. delt._
DJEBEL TEZAH FROM IMINTELI]
When we sallied forth at 5 A.M., on the morning of May 22, the air
was cool, but a light mist hung between us and the mountains, the
usual precursor of a hot day. When our preparations for starting were
complete, the sheik was not to be seen; but presently a message came
to say that he had gone on ahead, and would await our arrival on the
banks of the torrent below the village. It seemed as if it involved
an unnecessary détour to return by the path which we had ascended
the day before, instead of aiming at a point higher up the valley;
but a native who was left to act as guide, insisted on keeping to
the steep rocky path with which we were already acquainted. At the
appointed place, by the bank of the torrent, we found the sheik,
with four or five ragged fellows, of whom but two were armed with
long guns. Anticipating any remark as to this sorry substitute for
the promised escort of fifty armed men, the sheik announced that
more men would join the party farther on. As we firmly disbelieved
the stories of danger from the terrible men of Sous, who are the
bugbears of the population on the northern side of the mountains,
we never cared to call attention to the fact that the promised
reinforcements did not make their appearance.
In the upper part of the valley, the trench which the torrent has cut
for itself is less deeply excavated than through its lower course,
and leaves space for a path, and a few straggling olive and walnut
trees; and in some spots for small patches of cultivation. For
about six miles we kept to the torrent bank, our horses sometimes
preferring its stony bed, till we reached the junction of the two
streams that feed the Amsmiz torrent. Between them rises the peak
of Djebel Tezah, and here the ascent of the mountain begins. As the
slope was still very gentle, we rode on a short distance farther,
after hurriedly collecting some interesting plants, but soon came to
a halt at a clump of fine walnut trees, standing by our observations
at 5,604 feet (1,708 m.) above the sea. We had seen no village by
the way, but only a few men engaged in fashioning gunstocks from
walnut wood. It appeared, nevertheless, that there was a small
village near at hand, and this place would be the proper starting
point for travellers intending to make the ascent. There would be
no difficulty in conveying small tents hither from Amsmiz.
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