Narrative of a Mission to Central Africa Performed in the Years 1850-51, Volume 1: Under the Orders and at the Expense of Her Majesty's GovernmentRichardson, James
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Narrative of a Mission to Central Africa Performed in the Years 1850-51, Volume 1: Under the Orders and at the Expense of Her Majesty's Government
Richardson, James
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Africa, North -- Description and travel; Richardson, James, 1806-1851
Observing that the dialogue was flagging, I caused the presents we had
brought with us to be laid out. The Sultan examined all the articles
carefully and quietly, but said not a word. Then his son-in-law informed
us aside that it was now time to retire. We did so with many
compliments, trusting that our visit had produced a favourable
impression. I was very anxious to know what was thought of the
present,--the largest we have yet given, much larger than what was
received by either Hateetah or Wataitee. I sent two of my servants about
to pick up the news in town. I was not disappointed; I hoped to please
his highness, and succeeded. He was greatly delighted; and, moreover,
displayed immense generosity for an African. Immediately we had retired
he called together all the great people of the town, and thus addressed
them: "See the fine present these Christians have brought me. I shall,
however, only take a blue burnouse for myself. The rest I give to you.
Take all else." The notables were greatly pleased at being called in to
share in the gifts, and exclaimed, "The Consul is a fine man; a man of a
large heart." So far, so good. But some of the lesser men were heard to
say, "Ah! now the Christians are in peace, and yet they give us nothing.
How much did they give away, and yet get no rest!" Sure enough; but
having been thus forcedly generous, we had now scarcely anything left to
give. It would require a thousand camel-loads to satisfy all the tribes
and people in this route, even if their exigencies did not rise in
proportion to our wealth.
We have not yet been able to procure any provisions in Tintalous. After
a journey of two months, during which we have been obliged to feed the
whole caravan, Kailouees and Tanelkums, to say nothing of the robbers
and bandits, who were pleased to levy this kind of tribute upon us, we
arrive at a friendly town, and can find nothing to eat! This is really
too bad. Fortunately, I put away three bottles of olive oil in the
spirit-boxes. With these and my little macaroni I may manage, perhaps,
to subsist until provisions can be found. But my servants have finished
their last _hemsa_, and the Germans have nothing left. Our last resource
is our biscuits, which I am sorry we are obliged to eat in this early
part of our journey. This supply of biscuits has certainly cost us much
in carriage--many hard dollars; but nevertheless we have found it
excellent for our health, and it now promises to save us from
starvation. We had heard contradictory reports on the road; some people
saying we should find everything in Aheer, and others nothing. The
latter prophecy seems likely to turn out true.
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