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
It was not long before Risk’s curiosity gave him a fair opportunity.
He inquired of Bertran as to my knowledge of the stars; and my friend,
who then saw perfectly the drift of all his conduct, so prepossessed
him in favour of my superior science, that he communicated to him in
the instant the great expectations he had formed, to be enabled by
me, to foresee the destiny of the Bey; the success of the war; and, in
particular, whether or not he should make himself master of Mecca; to
conquer which place, he was about to dispatch his slave and son-in-law,
Mahomet Bey Abou Dahab, at the head of an army conducting the pilgrims.
Bertran communicated this to me with great tokens of joy: for my own
part, I did not greatly like the profession of fortune-telling, where
bastinado or impaling might be the reward of being mistaken.
But I was told I had most credulous people to deal with, and that there
was nothing for it but escaping as long as possible, before the issue
of any of my prophecies arrived, and as soon as I had done my own
business.
This was my own idea likewise; I never saw a place I liked worse, or
which afforded less pleasure or instruction than Cairo, or antiquities
which less answered their descriptions.
In a few days I received a letter from Risk, desiring me to go out to
the Convent of St George, about three miles from Cairo, where the Greek
patriarch had ordered an apartment for me; that I should pretend to the
French merchants that it was for the sake of health, and that there I
should receive the Bey’s orders.
Providence seemed to teach me the way I was to go. I went accordingly
to St George, a very solitary mansion, but large and quiet, very proper
for study, and still more for executing a plan which I thought most
necessary for my undertaking.
During my stay at Algiers, the Rev. Mr Tonyn, the king’s chaplain to
that factory, was absent upon leave. The bigotted catholic priests
there neither marry, baptize, nor bury the dead of those that are
Protestants.
There was a Greek priest,[74]Father Christopher, who constantly
had offered gratuitously to perform these functions. The civility,
humanity, and good character of the man, led me to take him to reside
at my country house, where I lived the greatest part of the year;
besides that he was of a chearful disposition, I had practised much
with him both in speaking and reading Greek with the accent, not in
use in our schools, but without which that language, in the mouth of a
stranger, is perfectly unintelligible all over the Archipelago.
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