Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 4 (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 4 (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
As for the king himself, his countenance was not changed, nor did he
say to me one word that day in confidence, whether he did or did not
intend to return to Gondar.
As no body knew what conditions were made, or whether any were really
made at all, fear kept the common soldiers under obedience till it was
night. The first who began to file off, it being near dark, were the
women, who carried the mills, jars, and the heavy burdens; these were
in great numbers. Soon after, the soldiers were in motion, and the Ras
and the King's tents were struck just as it was night; darkness freed
the whole army from obedience to orders, and a confusion, never to be
forgot or described, presently followed, every body making the best of
their way to get safe down the hill. At first setting out I kept close
by the king; but, without treading upon, or riding over a number of
people, I could not keep my place. I was now, for the first time, on
one of the strong black horses that came last from Sennaar, given me
by the king, and he was so impatient and fretful at being pressed on
by the crowd of men and beasts, that there was no keeping him within
any sort of bounds. The descent of the hill had become very slippery,
and men, horses, and mules were rolling promiscuously over one another.
I resolved to try for myself some other way that might be less
thronged. I went to the place where Woodage Asahel descended when he
was shot by Sebastos; but the ground there was more uneven, and fully
as much crowded. I then crossed the road to the eastward, where the
Ras's tent stood, and where Kefla Yasous's two nephews had gone round
to dislodge Ayto Tesfos: there was a considerable number of people
even here, but it was not a croud, and they were mostly women. I
determined to attempt it, and got into a small slanting road, which I
hoped would conduct me to the bed of the torrent; but I found, upon
going half way down the hill, that, in place of a road, it had been
a hollow made by a torrent, which ended on a precipice, and below,
and on each side of this, the hill was exceedingly steep, the small
distance I could see.
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