Travels through Central Africa to Timbuctoo; and across the Great Desert, to Morocco, performed in the years 1824-1828, Vol. 2 (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. 2 (of 2)
Caillié, René
Sahara -- Description and travel; Sudan (Region) -- Description and travel
entrusted him. One day, finding him at home at breakfast, I was
invited to sit upon the floor and partake of his tea. I entreated
him to procure for me some means of travelling to Tangier; promising
to reimburse him as soon as I should reach the consul; but the Jew,
fearing no doubt that this would be disapproved by his superior,
drily refused. Seeing that nothing was to be gained from this man,
not even permission to embark on board a Portuguese brig, bound for
Gibraltar, I was about to write to M. Sourdeau, Consul-general at
Morocco, when Ismael received a letter from Tangier informing him
of this gentleman’s death; I therefore addressed myself to the
Vice-Consul M. Delaporte, on whom the direction of the consulate had
devolved; but an opportunity of going to Tangier occurring during
the interval, while I awaited his answer, I hired an ass to carry
me thither, for my legs would no longer support me.
On the 2nd of September, I quitted Rabat with the owner my ass, the
most worthless man I had met with in this country. The poor beast
destined to carry me, was already oppressed by a heavy burthen,
and sunk at every step up to his knees in the loose sand of the
sea-shore; I had therefore no alternative but to dismount, and though
I had paid a good price for my conveyance, and was scarcely able to
drag myself along, was obliged to perform half the journey on foot,
while my unworthy guide rode forward with the utmost indifference. On
reaching the place appointed for the halt, I threw myself down under
a tree, and wrapped up in my old blanket, suffered there a violent
attack of fever, produced by fatigue and exhaustion. Towards seven
in the evening, my guide brought me a handful of couscous, which
had been given him by some Arabs near whom we had encamped.
At Larache I saw two vessels cruising, and little thought that
one of them would shortly bear me from this frightful country. I
ascended with difficulty the hills in the vicinity of Tangier,
and at length, ill, and worn out with fatigue, I arrived in that
town on the 7th of September, at nightfall.
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