Travels and discoveries in North and Central Africa, Vol. 3 (of 5) : $b being a journal of an expedition undertaken under the auspices of H.B.M.'s Government, in the years 1849-1855Barth, Heinrich
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Travels and discoveries in North and Central Africa, Vol. 3 (of 5) : $b being a journal of an expedition undertaken under the auspices of H.B.M.'s Government, in the years 1849-1855
Barth, Heinrich
Africa, Central -- Description and travel; Africa, North -- Description and travel
We therefore rose very early in the following morning, long before day-
break, and at four o’clock had already left the gate of the town behind
us. There is still a great deal of cultivation of cotton to be seen,
even in the present state of decay to which this province is reduced;
but an immense deal more might be cultivated. Then followed fields of
sorghum; and further on, the lowing of cattle and the cackling of hens
indicated the presence of a Shúwa village at some distance on our left.
Cultivated ground and forest alternately succeeded each other, the wild
hog being seen in every direction, while numerous villages were lying
about here and there, but at present all deserted, the inhabitants, who
belong to the Shúwa, migrating during the dry season towards a large
shallow watercourse in the south-west, where they find fresher pasture-
grounds for their cattle. This watercourse or ngáljam is famous under
several names, being called Bawísh, Madéf, and Burbéde. We then passed
on our left the town Úlluf, Húlluf, or Hélib, surrounded by a high clay
wall, and almost hidden behind wide-spreading fig-trees, just as is the
case with Kála. This town, the name of which is pronounced “Elf” by the
Arabs, and of the origin of which they give very absurd accounts, is
ill-famed for the presumed witchcraft and sorcery of its inhabitants;
and this was the only reason which prevented my companions from staying
here during the heat of the day.
We therefore continued our march; and, having passed another swamp,
entered a well-cultivated district, where a great deal of sorghum was
grown. I was however surprised at seeing the stacks of grain, or, as
they are called in Kanúri, bágga argúmbe, still standing in the fields.
We encamped a little beyond the temporary village of Sheikh el Khasés,
close to an extensive sheet of water, under the shade of a beautiful
tamarind-tree. This piece of water, as the people assured me, only dries
up annually for a short time, when the rainy season again fills it. All
these native Arabs, as I have already had occasion to remark, are very
inhospitable; and the people here, where we had encamped, did not offer
us any refreshment. However I succeeded in buying from them a little
honey, for a few needles.
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