The next morning we were up before break of day, and mounted on some
small horses, almost hid by their gaily-coloured saddle-cloths and
trappings. And such saddles! Rising up in peaks ahead and astern, a
drunken tailor could not have tumbled off one of them had he tried. I
do not remember much about the appearance of the country. A large
portion was lying waste; but there were fields of various sorts of corn,
and even vineyards, though the grapes produced from them were not, I
suppose, used for the manufacture of wine: indeed, I know that they are
eaten both fresh and dried. Date-trees were, however, in great
abundance, the fruit being one of the principal articles of food among
the people. The roads were very bad; and altogether there was an air of
misery and neglect which will always be seen where the ruler is a tyrant
and the people are slaves. We rested in some sheds put up for the
accommodation of passengers during the heat of the day, and in the
afternoon proceeded on to our destination.
"Now, my friends, look out for your countryman," said the renegade.
"You will probably see him tending cattle or labouring in the fields
among other slaves. He is probably in his own dress, and you will
easily recognise him."
Curiously enough, we had not ridden on for ten minutes further, when,
not far from the road, we saw a man seated on a bank a short distance
from the road, and looking very sorrowful and dispirited. His dress was
that of a seaman. I looked round, and seeing no one near except our own
party, I slipped off my horse, and ran up to him. Of course, he thought
I was a Moor, and he looked as if he would have fainted with surprise
when he heard me hail him in English.
"Who are you? What do you come here for?" he exclaimed, panting for
breath.
"I belong to the _Dolphin_ brig, and I came here to try and find Captain
Stenning and any of his companions."
"Heaven be praised, then?" he exclaimed, bursting into tears. "He and I
are the only survivors of that demon-possessed craft which he commanded.
But how came your vessel to be called by the name of one which proved
so unfortunate?"
"I cannot tell you all about that just now," I answered, seeing that
much time would be lost if I entered into particulars. I therefore
merely explained the steps we had taken to discover them, and asked him
what had become of Captain Stenning.
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