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
On the 22d of May we were all equally desirous to resume our journey.
We set out accordingly at six o’clock in the morning, ascending some
hills covered, as the former ones, with trees and shrubs, utterly
unknown to me, but of inexpressible beauty, and many of extraordinary
fragrance. We continued ascending about three miles, till we came to
the top of the ridge within sight of the lake. As we rose, the hills
became more bare and less beautiful. We afterwards descended towards
the passage, partly over steep banks which had been covered with
bushes, all trodden down by the army, and which had made the access
to the river exceedingly slippery. Here we saw the use of Mahomet’s
servants, three of whom, each with a lance in one hand, holding that of
his companion in the other, waded across the violent stream, sounding
with the end of their lances every step they took. The river was very
deep, the current, I suppose, fifty yards broader than it was at the
cataract; but the banks were, for a great way on each side, almost
perfectly level, though much obstructed with black stones. In the
middle it was very deep, and the stream smooth, so that it was apparent
our horses must swim. For my part I did not like the smooth stones
at the bottom, as a fall there would have been irrecoverable; and my
horse was shod with iron, which is not usual in Abyssinia. I therefore
resolved to swim where I could not wade, and, wrapping my cloaths in a
bundle, I gave them to a servant, who carried them over on his head. I
then waded in, and found the water unexpectedly cold. Mahomet rode on
a mule by my side, sometimes swimming, sometimes walking. I attempted
to sound up towards the lake, and found it deeper there. I returned,
therefore, being unwilling to try experiments, and, committing myself
to the stream, swam to the other side, much comforted by the assurance
that no crocodile passed the cataract.
The beasts having got over, the men followed much quicker; many women,
going to join the army, swam over, holding the tails of the horses, and
we were all on the other side before twelve o’clock, the beasts a good
deal tired with the passage, the steepness of the access to it, and the
still greater depth on the other side. For my part, I thought we could
not have gone on to Tsoomwa, but it was carried against me. Tsoomwa is
about twelve miles distant; and I suppose it was not much past three
o’clock when we arrived there, which was very fortunate, as we had
scarcely pitched our tents before a most terrible storm of rain, wind,
and thunder overtook us. My tent was happily placed in one respect,
being on a flat on the lee-side of a hill, and sheltered from the
storm; but, on the other hand, the water ran so plentifully from above
as quite to overflow it on the inside till a trench was dug to carry it
off.
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