Travels in the Great Desert of Sahara, in the Years of 1845 and 1846Richardson, James
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Travels in the Great Desert of Sahara, in the Years of 1845 and 1846
Richardson, James
Sahara -- Description and travel
_24th._--Emjessen. Arrived at these wells about 10 A.M. Earlier we had
passed a place where they were trying to get water. Emjessen is a vast
salt plain, which is covered over in different parts with a coating of
salt, hard enough and thick enough to furnish materials for building. And
here they were building a _burge_, "tower," or _kasbah_, "castle," or
_fonduk_, "caravanserai," (all which names people called it,) with a
large wall round the principal wells, the materials of which were red
earth and lumps of salt, some of which appeared as hard as the soft Malta
stone. The water is, of course, brackish, but nevertheless the camels
drank it with eagerness. I was staring at the eagerness with which the
camels were drinking, when the Commandant said, "_Enhār săkoun, Yâkob_,"
(a hot day, James,) "do the camels in your country drink water in that
way?" Hereat a merchant interposed, and instructed the Rais that the
English had no camels, but lived on boats in the water. This is a very
commonly spread opinion respecting the English in The Desert. But Caillié
says of the Foulahs near Kankan, and other tribes: "The prevailing idea
of the people in the interior of Soudan is, that we inhabit little
islands in the middle of the ocean, and that the Europeans wish to get
possession of their country, which is the most beautiful in the world."
Mohammed would not allow his camels to drink here, and said the water was
bad. Emjessen is situate about ten hours from Ghadames, say, a short
day's journey.
The Sahara all around now showed still more marked features of sterility,
of unconquerable barrenness. Here too, for the first time, I saw
boundless ridges and groups of sand stretching far away to the
south-west, but they were low squatting heaps. Some sand-hills we had
crossed for an hour or two. Mohammed called them _wâr_, and asked me to
descend to save his camel's legs, I thought my legs less practised in The
Desert than the camel's, and kept my place. Here were spread about,
between the sand-hills and low black stony ridges, plains of salt and
chalk. My first impression was, that the sea had once covered these
regions.
Our route was still south-west, and south, and the prevailing wind
_ghiblee_, or from about the same quarter.
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