Travels through Central Africa to Timbuctoo; and across the Great Desert, to Morocco, performed in the years 1824-1828, Vol. 1 (of 2)Caillié, René
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Travels through Central Africa to Timbuctoo; and across the Great Desert, to Morocco, performed in the years 1824-1828, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Caillié, René
Sahara -- Description and travel; Sudan (Region) -- Description and travel
At eleven o’clock at night, some sangleh was brought for supper;
I remarked that a greater quantity had been made than usual, but I
ate very little, for thirst had taken away my appetite and I felt
feverish. The women had all intended to fast, but at noon they were
obliged to drink, and their fast was broken. For my part, I persevered
for the next few days, and my sufferings increased, as my strength
diminished. On the sixth day, I thought that I could no longer endure
these privations. The east wind blew violently; the heat increased;
my throat was parched, my tongue, dry and chapped, was like a rasp
in my mouth, and I thought I should sink under my sufferings. I was
not the only one who was in this state; every body around me was
tormented in the same way. The marabouts, at last, bathed the face,
head, and part of the body, and I was allowed to do the same; but
I was watched very closely, and could only have deceived my Arguses
at the risk of my life, in case I had been seen to swallow a drop of
water. When my sufferings were excessive, and a murmur escaped me,
they told me, for my encouragement, that when I died Mahomet would
receive me into heaven, present me with a vase of delicious liquor to
quench my thirst, and reward me for the pains and privations I had
endured. One day I contrived to enjoy this treat beforehand, as the
law permits you to wash your mouth, and to snuff up water through
the nose, provided you spit it out again; I seized the moment when
my marabout, being engaged in washing himself, could not observe me,
to swallow part of the water that I had in my mouth: it seemed to me
as if the prophet was that moment opening the gates of heaven to me,
for I had never tasted any thing so delicious. This was the only time
that I could elude their vigilance, and I did it then with fear and
trembling. I fasted thus for seventeen days, and on the eighteenth I
was attacked with a fever; a dispensation from fasting was then granted
me, if a man can be said not to fast because he drinks a little water
in the course of the day: they gave me absolutely nothing to eat.
Besides being compelled to observe a most rigorous fast, I had to
bear the insolence of a number of travelling hassanes, with whom
my sufferings were a subject of ridicule. If they found me lying
upon my mat, and expiring of thirst and exhaustion, they pulled me
by my clothes, and pinched me, and tormented me in a thousand ways
to force me to answer their questions, which were all intended to
insult me. They commonly concluded by asking me if I would not drink
a little brandy and eat pork, and whether I did not intend to be
circumcised. At each of these questions, to which I refused to reply,
they laughed violently, and answered for me, affecting the most cutting
contempt. The marabouts did not like this, but they could not protect
me from the annoyance, and it was not till after the departure of
the hassanes that they censured them and called them infidels.
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