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Updated: September 18, 2025
Wood in The Sahara. Rais, a Marabout. Sheikh of Slaves. Complaints of the People to me. Mr. Frederick Warrington. M. Carette's brochure on Saharan Commerce. Trait of Tolerance. Growing reputation of Said. Preach anti-Slavery Doctrines in the Street of Slaves. Ignorance of the People on Geography. Talismans in Africa. The Queen of England's Physic. Rais's Desert Politics. Increase of Patients.
Some pious Christians, who, failing to convert men to their peculiar views of revelation, anticipate the appearance quickly of a sort of Buonaparte Messiah, armed with similar attributes, who is to involve all infidel nations in seas of blood, and make the world a heap of Saharan desolation.
Seven months had made me forget all these things, and I was now a Saharan entering into the domains of comfortable, if not civilized, life. The appearance of Mourzuk was not very pleasing to me, the major part of its dwellings being miserable hovels. The Castle looked dirty, and tumbling down.
The hardships of The Desert are the greatest safeguards against indulgence in, or the pleasures of, an emasculating sensuality amongst the Touaricks, whilst the ascetic habits of the Maraboutish city of Ghadames sufficiently protect that people from the general indulgence of libertinism, and unnatural crimes. Intoxication, or habitual drunkenness, is, of course, unknown in these Saharan regions.
Amongst the Christian and European curiosities and antiquities which I have discovered in this Mussulman and Saharan city, is the following poetical scrap, published by myself, some four or five years ago, upon that beautiful rock of Malta, or, according to the Maltese, Fior del Mondo, "The flower of the world."
All the mystery that awaits us looks out through the eye-slits in the grave-clothes muffling her. Where have they come from, where are they going, all these slow wayfarers out of the unknown? Just such figures must swarm in the Saharan cities, in the Soudan and Senegal.
Meet the Bey of Misratah. Wad Seid, and plain of El-Jumr. The Sand-Storm. Our Slaves' first sight of the Sea. Said left behind. Essnousee foiled in attempting to beat one of his Slaves. Trait of the Tender Passion in our Troop of Slaves. Result of my Observations on the Saharan Slave Traffic. Gardens of Tajourah. The Gardens of the Masheeah. Distance, Time, and Expenses of my Tour.
In Central Africa, horses are frequently found of a very dwarfish breed. The horses were unwhisped and sorry-looking ponies, with their bellies pinched in. The bullocks cut an equally queer figure. I have noticed that fowls here are very small, but very lively, catching the fire of a long Saharan summer. The cocks, which are so many bantams, are indeed all fire, attacking you with fierceness.
For we can hardly suppose that one sand-storm would cover the pits of Mislah with a mountain pile of sand, and the next sand-storm uncover them and lay them bare to the amazed Saharan traveller. On the contrary, the pits of Mislah and the stunted palms have every appearance of having remained as they now are for centuries.
We now entered the sands of the sea-shore, and after two hours sat down to eat a few dates. We resumed our march through the sands which line the margin of the sea, the wind meanwhile blowing a perfect gale. Now I witnessed what I had not seen in my nine months' Saharan travel, a veritable sandstorm.
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