Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 1 (of 5): In the years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772 and 1773Bruce, James
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Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 1 (of 5): In the years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772 and 1773
Bruce, James
Egypt -- Description and travel; Ethiopia -- Description and travel; Ethiopia -- History; Natural history -- Ethiopia; Nile River
The whole town was in terror at the influx of so many barbarians,
who knew no law whatever. They brought a thousand camels loaded with
wheat to transport to Mecca. Every body shut their doors, and I among
the rest, whilst the Bey sent to me to remove into the castle. But I
had no fear, and resolved to make an experiment, after hearing these
were people of _Nimmer_, whether I could trust them in the desert or
not. However, I sent all my instruments, my money, and the best of my
baggage, my medicines and memorandums, into a chamber in the castle:
after the door was locked, and the key brought to me, the Bey ordered
to nail up pieces of wood across it, and set a centinel to watch it all
day, and two in the night.
I was next morning down at the port looking for shells in the sea, when
a servant of mine came to me in apparent fright and hurry. He told me
the Ababdé had found out that Abdel Gin, my Arab, was an _Atouni, their
enemy_, and that they had either cut his throat, or were about to do
it; but, by the fury with which they seized him, in his sight, he could
not believe they would spare him a minute.
He very providently brought me a horse, upon which I mounted
immediately, seeing there was no time to be lost; and in the
fishing-dress, in which I was, with a red turban about my head, I
galloped as hard as the horse could carry me through the town. If I was
alarmed myself, I did not fail to alarm many others. They all thought
it was something behind, not any thing before me, that occasioned this
speed. I only told my servant at passing, to send two of my people on
horseback after me, and that the Bey would lend them horses.
I was not got above a mile into the sands, when I began to reflect on
the folly of the undertaking. I was going into the desert among a band
of savages, whose only trade was robbery and murder, where, in all
probability, I should be as ill treated as the man I was attempting to
save. But, seeing a crowd of people about half a mile before me, and
thinking they might be at that time murdering that poor, honest, and
simple fellow, all consideration of my own safety for the time vanished.
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