Travels of an Arab merchant in Soudan (the Black Kingdoms of Central Africa)Tūnisī, Muḥammad ibn ʻUmar
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Travels of an Arab merchant in Soudan (the Black Kingdoms of Central Africa)
Tūnisī, Muḥammad ibn ʻUmar
Darfur (Sudan) -- Description and travel; Wadai (Sultanate) -- Description and travel
the cookery,” he added; “let all be good and soon ready.” We
answered that his commands should be complied with.
Whilst we were at work, the Sultan and his wife came out of
their tent and drew near to us, so that I could examine them at my
leisure. The Sultan was an old man,—decrepit, dry, lank, with thin
beard, hollow cheeks, awkward gait, and dressed in a blue shirt,
like that sometimes worn in Egypt. His countenance was wrapped in
a black litham, so that he looked like a Copt in an ill-temper. In
his left hand he carried a miserable lance with a broad head;
and in his right a forked stick, used commonly by the Tibboos to
drive their camels and push aside the branches of trees. As for
the Sultana, she was a stunted old lady in a rumpled dress, and
looked comically ugly. Both these potentates prowled through our
tents without addressing a word of politeness to any one. When the
supper was prepared, which was by nightfall, they and their troop
ate heartily, and expressed their satisfaction by ordering a similar
repast to be got ready next day before the rising of the sun.
All this was not very pleasant; and we passed a short, uncomfortable
night. We expected, after breakfast, however, to get away without
further trouble; and, indeed, the strangers allowed us to depart and
travel through the day. But at sunset the Sultan appeared again with
his Tibboos, encamped near us, and claimed supper again. We began to
fear that this famished Sultan would devour all our provisions. In
the morning, having fed him once more, we proceeded over a rocky
road, and by night reached a valley between three mountains, which
we were told was the metropolis of that kingdom. Of course we had
a banquet to prepare, not only for him and his escort, but for all
his people. The hungry wretch, hearing that we had been attacked,
had come to meet us, though, probably, with no other object than
gormandising in this manner. There was no help. We had to feed the
whole people during our stay, which we were obliged to prolong a
little to take in a fresh provision of water.
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