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
The caravans which were assembled at El-Arawan prepared to depart in
a few days. I looked forward with pleasure to the happy moment when I
was to leave this disagreeable country. My host, a zealous Musulman,
laid in a supply of provisions for my journey. It was neither to his
generosity nor his friendship for me that I owed this attention;—it
was purely a sacrifice, which his piety prompted him to make in
order to conciliate the favour of the prophet. The provisions
consisted of a bag of rice weighing about fifty pounds, a bag of
dokhnou of the same weight, and about ten pounds of butter. This
was more than sufficient to last me two months. Wishing to make
some acknowledgment for the attention of Kalif, I offered him some
pieces of silver, a pair of scissors, and a small piece of cloth,
the only one I had left. The good Musulman at first affected an
unwillingness to accept my presents, saying that I was poor, and
that probably the things would be useful to me, and that what he had
done for me was solely with the view of serving God. He however put
the silver in his pocket, and was apparently much pleased with that
sort of money which is very uncommon in this country. He sent my
provisions to the tent of Sidi-Aly, a Moor, with whom I was to go
to Tafilet. This man, whom Sidi-Abdallahi-Chébir had recommended
to me, had received on departing from Timbuctoo ten gold mitkhals
(equal to 120 francs) for my expenses in the desert.
A Moor, who was settled at El-Arawan, and with whom I used frequently
to converse, made me a present of a skin to enable me to increase my
supply of water. He informed me that I should suffer much from thirst
on the journey, and that for seven or eight days we should meet with
no wells. The description he gave of crossing the desert at this
season made me shudder. I thought I should certainly share the fate
of the many unfortunate travellers who had perished there. However
I rallied my courage, by dwelling on the hope of relating in my
native country the result of my observations. I then no longer
thought any difficulty insurmontable.
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