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
News of still another razzia ushers in the day. A small caravan, it is
reported, was attacked a few days ago, on the route between this and
Zinder. The principal merchant was killed, and all the goods and slaves
carried away. The few agents now in Tintalous see clearly that this
route will become, for the future, safe only for large caravans. En-Noor
says of the villages which were attacked by the tribe of Oulimid, that
the people must have been chickens not to have defended themselves; but
the fact is, the whole country is now, to a certain extent, abandoned to
the pillage of lawless banditti.
In the evening the people contrived to celebrate the preliminaries of
the approaching nuptials. The bride, I now find, is no less a personage
than the daughter of En-Noor,--a full-grown desert princess. The Sfaxee
and several other foreign merchants fired in the evening salutes in
honour of the occasion. The drum was again kept beating all night,
accompanied again by the crickets and the screech-owl. Oh for a quiet
sleep!
_28th._--Late in the evening another troop of twenty maharees came to
visit En-Noor, and assist at the nuptials. They were known at some
distance by the jingling of the bells, which are always worn on their
camels on such occasions. The drumming was kept up again the greater
part of the night, the screech-owl and crickets joining the discord as
before.
_29th._--Several of our people have recently been unwell, Yusuf amongst
the rest. They take little care of themselves, and attribute their
illness to the ghaseb. I expect we shall have them all ill in Soudan.
Early this morning I found Ibrahim, servant of the Germans, holding in
his hand and playing with a huge scorpion, which he had caught near the
tents. He seemed to have fatigued it so much that it could not sting. It
kept, indeed, always striking with its tail, but very feebly. Its head
was not at all prominently brought forward out of its body, and it
looked as if it had no head at all. It had ten legs. I told Ibrahim that
he was a marabout, at which he was greatly flattered.
The twenty maharees have joined the nuptial festivities this morning. A
number of women are squatting in a group on the ground, and the men
mounted on their camels are riding round and round them, sometimes in
single file, and at other times in two's and two's. Whilst this is going
on, another mounted party gallops up one by one to the group from a
short distance. All this is done to the sound of rude noisy drums. I
have not heard any songs, or seen any other species of music but this
drum. There are, however, several drums of different sizes, and
producing various noises. They are made of wood and with bullocks' hide.
The women looloo as on the coast, and both men and women dance; not
exactly as the negroes do, but still somewhat indelicately. Hamma, who
commanded our escort, has returned from visiting his friends.
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