Travels and discoveries in North and Central Africa : $b Including accounts of Tripoli, the Sahara, the remarkable kingdom of Bornu, and the countries around Lake ChadBarth, Heinrich
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Travels and discoveries in North and Central Africa : $b Including accounts of Tripoli, the Sahara, the remarkable kingdom of Bornu, and the countries around Lake Chad
Barth, Heinrich
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Africa, North -- Description and travel
After a great deal of trouble (the camel-drivers and our men being as
yet unaccustomed to our unwieldy luggage), we at length succeeded in
making a start. After leaving the olive-trees and the little palm-grove
of ʿAin Zára, we very soon entered deep sand-hills, which sheltered
us from the strong wind; and after more than two hours we came upon
pasture-grounds, which furnished our camels with a variety of herbs and
gramineæ, such as the shʿade, the shedíde, and various others unknown to
me. The progress of an Arab caravan (where the camels march each after
its own inclination, straying to the right and to the left, nipping here
a straw, and there browsing on a bush) must be rather slow in districts
where the stubborn animal finds abundance of food. This way of proceeding
is extremely tedious and fatiguing to the rider; and to obviate it the
Tuarek, the Téb, and the people in the interior fasten all the camels
one behind the other. Owing to our slow progress, the sun was almost
setting when we overtook Mr. Warrington, who had pitched his tent on a
fine pasture-ground near Bir Sbaea. The last hour and a half’s ride from
the well Jenáwa lay along well-cultivated and flourishing corn-fields
extending along the narrow wady of Mejenín, and intermingled with a rich
profusion of flowers, principally the beautiful blue “khobbés.”
Having indulged for some hours in the quiet enjoyment of a fine morning
and an open green country, I went with the shoush to look after Mr.
Richardson’s party. After an hour’s ride through luxuriant corn-fields,
and pasture-grounds enlivened by the horses of the Turkish cavalry, we
found Mukni, the sailor, and all Mr. Richardson’s baggage; but he himself
had not yet come up. I could not persuade the people to remove to our
encampment; so I returned, after having paid a visit to the binbásha of
the cavalry, who had been stationed here for the last seventeen years. He
had contrived to procure himself a cool retreat from the sultry hours, by
forming a regular tank, about two feet and a half square, in the midst of
his tent, and keeping it always full of water. In the afternoon I made
a long excursion with my Zintáni through the plain, beyond the chapel
of Sidi Bargúb, in order to buy a sheep; but though the flocks were
numerous, none of the shepherds would sell, as pasturage was abundant and
every one had what he wanted.
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