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
These columns of the angle of the portico were standing fronting to
the north, part of the tympanum, cornice, frize, and architrave, all
entire, and very much ornamented; thick trees hid what was behind.
The columns were of the largest size and fluted; the capitals
Corinthian, and in all appearance entire. They were of white Parian
marble probably, but had lost the extreme whiteness, or polish, of
the Antinous at Rome, and were changed to the colour of the fighting
gladiator, or rather to a brighter yellow. I saw indistinctly, also, a
triumphal arch, or gate of the town, in the very same style; and some
blocks of very white shining stone, which seemed to be alabaster, but
for what employed I do not know.
No person had yet stirred, when all on a sudden we heard the noise of
Mahomet and the Moor in strong dispute. Upon this the Rais stripping
off his coat, leaped ashore, and flipped off the rope from the stake,
and another of the Moors stuck a strong perch or pole into the river,
and twisted the rope round it. We were in a bight, or calm place, so
that the stream did not move the boat.
Mahomet and the Moor came presently in sight; the people had taken
Mahomet’s turban from him, and they were apparently on the very worst
terms. Mahomet cried to us, that the whole town was coming, and getting
near the boat, he and the Moor jumped in with great agility. A number
of people was assembled, and three shots were fired at us, very
quickly, the one after the other.
I cried out in Arabic, “Infidels, thieves, and robbers! come on, or
we shall presently attack you:” upon which I immediately fired a
ship-blunderbuss with pistol small bullets, but with little elevation,
among the bushes, so as not to touch them. The three or four men that
were nearest fell flat upon their faces, and slid away among the bushes
on their bellies, like eels, and we saw no more of them.
We now put our vessel into the stream, filled our fore-sail, and stood
off, Mahomet crying, Be upon your guard, if you are men, we are the
Sanjack’s soldiers, and will come for the turban to-night. More we
neither heard nor saw.
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