Burckhardt arrived at Derr on the 1st of March, and, to his surprise,
found two Mameluke beys at the palace of the governor. He had
reckoned upon their utter disappearance, and had intended, under
these circumstances, to represent himself as the secret agent of
the Pasha of Egypt; but learning, upon inquiry, that the pasha and
his enemies were regarded with nearly equal dread by the Nubian
princes, he changed his resolution, and professed to be guided in his
motions by no other motive than pleasure. Ignorant persons find it
hard to conceive that men can expose themselves to difficulties and
dangers from an enthusiasm for knowledge, or can find pleasure in
encountering hardships and fatigue; however, a concurrence of fortunate
circumstances extorted from the governor a permission to proceed, and
accordingly, having provided himself with provisions for the road, our
traveller departed for Sukkot.
His guide on the present occasion was an old Arab of the Ababde tribe.
The branch of the Ababde to which this man, whose name was Mohammed,
belonged, feed their flocks on the uninhabited banks of the river, and
on its numerous islands, as far south as Dongola. Though poor, they
refuse to bestow their daughters, who are famed for their beauty, in
marriage on the rich Nubians, and have thus preserved the purity of
their race. They are, moreover, an honest and hospitable race, and
during his journeys in Nubia, Burckhardt was constantly received and
treated with kindness by these simple people.
In pursuing his course up the Nile, our traveller passed a day at
Ibrim, a town inhabited by Turks, where, though quarrels and bloodshed
were frequent, property was more secure than in any other town he
had visited in the eastern world; the corn was left all night in the
field, and the cattle on the banks of the river, unwatched, and even
the greater part of the household furniture remained all night under
the palm-trees around their dwellings. Indeed, theft was here quite
unknown. Proceeding a short distance to the south of this town, he
dismounted from his dromedary, and directing his guide to continue his
road to the next village, struck off into a narrow footpath along the
lofty, precipitous shores of the river. Pursuing this mountain-track
he arrived at an ancient temple hewn out of the rock, in as perfect a
state of preservation as when first finished. Sepulchral chambers and
mystic sculptures, the usual accompaniments of Egyptian temples, were
found here.
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