On the 8th or 9th of March Bruce met Ras Michael at Azazo. The old man
was dressed in a coarse dirty cloth, wrapped about him like a blanket,
while another like a tablecloth was folded about his head. He was lean,
old, and apparently much fatigued. When he had alighted from the mule on
which he had been riding, a Greek priest went forward and announced
Bruce, who then came up and kissed his hand. “How do you do?” said the
Ras; “I hope you are well.” He then pointed to a place where the
traveller was to sit down, while a thousand complaints, a thousand
orders, came before him from a thousand mouths. The king now passed, and
shortly after the traveller and his companions returned to Koscam, very
little pleased with the reception they had met with.
Next day the army marched into the town in triumph, the Ras being at the
head of the troops of Tigrè. He was bare-headed. Over his shoulder hung
a cloak of black velvet ornamented with silver fringe. A boy with a
silver wand about five feet and a half in length walked close to his
stirrup on his right-hand; and behind him in a body marched all those
soldiers who had slain and spoiled an enemy in battle, bearing upon
their lances and firelocks small shreds of scarlet cloth, one for every
enemy slain.
Behind these came the governors of Amhara and Begunder, wearing, as well
as the other governors of provinces, one of the strangest headdresses in
the world: a broad fillet bound upon the forehead and tied behind, in
the middle of which was a horn, or conical piece of silver, about four
inches long and richly gilt. Then followed the king, wearing upon his
forehead a fillet of white muslin about four inches broad, which, like
that of the provincial governors, was tied behind in a large double
knot, and hung down about two feet over his back. Immediately around him
were the great officers of state, with such of the young nobility as
were without command. The household troops followed. And after these
came the military executioners, with a man bearing upon a pole the
stuffed skin of a man who had been flayed alive a short time before.
This was suspended as a tasteful ornament upon a tree directly opposite
the palace, for the solace and amusement of his majesty.
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