At this place Burckhardt abandoned all idea of proceeding farther
south, and, in order to procure himself some little civility from his
former companions, circulated the report that he intended to return
directly to Egypt, where, by describing to the pasha their conduct
towards him during the journey, he might do them considerable injury.
This stratagem succeeded. Their civility and affected friendship now
surpassed their former insolence. In the mean while, understanding that
a caravan was about to set out for Suakin on the Red Sea, our traveller
prevailed on the Ababde chief to introduce and recommend him as his
own friend to its leader. Here he disposed of his merchandise, and
purchased a slave-boy to attend upon him on the road; and having laid
in the necessary quantity of provisions, joined the Suakin caravan, and
departed from Shendy on the 17th of May. “After all my accounts were
settled,” says he, “I had four dollars left; but the smallness of the
sum occasioned me no uneasiness, for I calculated on selling my camel
on the coast for as much as would defray the expenses of my voyage to
Jidda, and I had a letter of credit on that place for a considerable
sum, which I had procured at Cairo.”
The road now traversed by the caravan crossed the Atbara, the Astaboras
of the ancients, on the banks of which they found numerous groves of
trees, and the most luxuriant vegetation. At the sight of this, the
imagination even of the slave-dealers was touched with enthusiasm;
and in alluding to the dreary track over which they had travelled,
one of them exclaimed, “After death comes paradise!” “There was a
greater variety of natural vegetation here than I had seen anywhere
on the banks of the Nile in Egypt. I observed different species of
the mimosa, doom-trees of the largest size, whose luxuriant clusters
of fruit excited the wishes of the slaves, the nebek-tree, with its
fruit ripe; the allobé, of the size of the nebek, besides a great
number of others unknown to me; to these may be added an abundance of
wild herbage, growing on a rich fat soil, similar to that of Egypt.
The trees were inhabited by great numbers of the feathered tribe,
whose song travellers in Egypt very rarely hear. I saw no birds with
rich plumage, but observed small ones of several different kinds. Some
sweet notes struck my ears, which I had never before heard, and the
amorous cooings of the turtle-dove were unceasing. We hastened to the
river, and eagerly descended its low banks to allay our thirst. Several
camels, at the sight of the water, broke the halters by which they were
led, and in rushing or stumbling down the banks threw off their loads,
and occasioned great clamour and disorder.”
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