"To return to Alexandria. The town has nothing of antiquity
about it beyond its name. Picture to yourself ruins
inhabited by an impassive people, who take everything as it
comes, whom nothing astonishes; who, pipe in mouth, squat on
their haunches all day long before their doors on a bench,
taking very little notice of their families or children; the
mothers wander about, their faces covered with black rags,
offering their children for sale to the passers-by; the men,
half naked, with bodies the colour of bronze, and loathsome
skins, stirring up the muddy streams, devouring and grubbing
up all they find, like pigs; houses hardly twenty feet high,
with flat roofs, the insides like stables, the outsides just
four bare walls. Such are the houses of Alexandria!
"Then remember that around this sink of squalor and misery
are the foundations of the most celebrated city of ancient
times, and the most precious monuments of art.
"When we left this town to ascend the Nile we found a desert
as bare as your hand, where, every five or ten leagues,
we came upon a wretched well of brackish water. Imagine an
army compelled to cross those arid plains, which do not
afford the soldier the faintest fleck of shade against the
intolerable heat. Dressed in woollen, carrying his five
days' rations and his knapsack, a soldier is so overcome
by the heat and the weight of the things he is carrying
that at the end of an hour's march he lightens his burden
by throwing away his rations, thinking only of his present
sufferings, and regardless of the morrow's hunger.
"He is parched with thirst, and there is no water to drink.
Then, to add to the horror of the picture, the men begin to
die of thirst, of exhaustion and of heat; others, seeing
their comrades' sufferings, blow their own brains out;
others, again, throw themselves with all their arms and
baggage into the Nile, and perish in its waters.
"Each day our march saw the same sights, with even more
unbelievable and unheard-of hardships still! The whole army
went without bread for seventeen days. The soldiers lived on
pumpkins and _prooils_ and what vegetables they could pick
up by the way. And that was all the food either general or
common soldier had. The generals often fasted for eighteen,
twenty, or twenty-four hours, as the soldiers, being the
first to reach a village, would pillage everywhere, and
the officers had often to satisfy themselves with what the
soldiers had refused, or with their wasteful leavings.
"It is useless to tell you of our drinks, as here we have to
live under Mahomedan law, which forbids wine, but gives us
abundance of Nile water as a substitute.[2]
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