Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 3 (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 3 (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
We went in and saw the old man sitting upon a sofa; his white hair was
dressed in many short curls. He appeared to be thoughtful, but not
displeased; his face was lean, his eyes quick and vivid, but seemed
to be a little sore from exposure to the weather. He seemed to be
about six feet high, though his lameness made it difficult to guess
with accuracy. His air was perfectly free from constraint, what the
French call _degageé_. In face and person he was liker my learned and
worthy friend, the Count de Buffon, than any two men I ever saw in the
world. They must have been bad physiognomists that did not discern his
capacity and understanding by his very countenance. Every look conveyed
a sentiment with it: he seemed to have no occasion for other language,
and indeed he spoke little. I offered, as usual, to kiss the ground
before him; and of this he seemed to take little notice, stretching out
his hand and shaking mine upon my rising.
I sat down with Aylo, three or four of the judges, Petros, Heikel the
queen’s chamberlain, and an Azage from the king’s house, who whispered
something in his ear, and went out; which interruption prevented me
from speaking as I was prepared to do, or give him my present, which
a man held behind me. He began gravely, “Yagoube, I think that is
your name, hear what I say to you, and mark what I recommend to you.
You are a man, I am told, who make it your business to wander in the
fields in search after trees and grass in solitary places, and to sit
up all night alone looking at the stars of the heavens: Other countries
are not like this, though this was never so bad as it is now. These
wretches here are enemies to strangers; if they saw you alone in your
own parlour, their first thought would be how to murder you; though
they knew they were to get nothing by it, they would murder you for
mere mischief.” “The devil is strong in them,” says a voice from a
corner of the room, which appeared to be that of a priest. “Therefore,”
says the Ras, “after a long conversation with your friend Aylo, whose
advice I hear you happily take, as indeed we all do, I have thought
that situation best which leaves you at liberty to follow your own
designs, at the same time that it puts your person in safety; that you
will not be troubled with monks about their religious matters, or in
danger from these rascals that may seek to murder you for money.”
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