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
When the horsemen had alighted and set themselves in a circle on
the ground, we were ordered to approach, and the same series of
questions by which we had already been so often tormented was put
to us, and written down in the same way, and our answers written
down in the same way, and compared with the former ones. After
this we passed the night tranquilly, and next day began to march,
accompanied by the Kamkolak Nasser. We advanced three days until we
reached Abaly, a place where all strangers arriving in Wadaï are
placed, as it were, for three days in quarantine, although there
is no reason for doing so, in the fear of pestilence. We resigned
ourselves to our fate, and prepared to pass our time as best we
might; but shortly after sunset my uncle Zarouk, who had heard of
my arrival, came and told me that my father had departed for Tunis,
no longer expecting me to be able to escape from Darfur. My uncle
had asked permission of the Sultan to withdraw me immediately from
Abaly; and I accordingly loaded my camels, and went with him to
a house that belonged to my father, and was situated at no great
distance. A good night’s rest soon made me forget my fatigue. Next
morning I remarked the red colour of the walls of the house, and
remembered the sand-diviner, Ishak of Darfur, and his marvellous
predictions. Zarouk prepared in my honour a repast of welcome,
and invited guests, and the Sultan himself sent the materials
of a veritable banquet. The messes were carried in twelve oblong
wooden tubs, with chain handles, each carried by four slaves. This
present was preceded by a young eunuch, according to the custom of
the country on such occasions. I was told that this was meant as a
compliment to my father, who had been a vizier of the Sultan. The
tubs were full, some of rice cooked in honey; others of fowls fried
in butter; others of young pigeons; others of cakes of delicious
taste. We gave a share to the slave-porters, and ate ourselves,
and fed our servants, and treated the guests and the neighbours,
and yet there remained still a vast quantity of viands.
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