CHAPTER II.

Egypt's rule of the Soudan--Corn-grinding in the Soudan--Mahomet meets

relatives--The parent of Egypt--El Baggar rides the camel.

Cassala was built about twenty years before I visited the country, after

Taka had been conquered and annexed to Egypt. The general annexation

of the Soudan and the submission of the numerous Arab tribes to the

Viceroy have been the first steps necessary to the improvement of the

country. Although the Egyptians are hard masters, and do not trouble

themselves about the future well-being of the conquered races, it must

be remembered that, prior to the annexation, all the tribes were at war

among themselves. There was neither government nor law; thus the whole

country was closed to Europeans. At the time of my visit to Cassala in

1861 the Arab tribes were separately governed by their own chiefs or

sheiks, who were responsible to the Egyptian authorities for the taxes

due from their people. Since that period the entire tribes of all

denominations have been placed under the authority of that grand old

Arab patriarch, Achmet Abou Sinn, to be hereafter mentioned. The iron

hand of despotism has produced a marvellous change among the Arabs, who

are rendered utterly powerless by the system of government adopted

by the Egyptians; unfortunately, this harsh system has the effect of

paralyzing all industry.

The principal object of Turks and Egyptians in annexation is to increase

their power of taxation by gaining an additional number of subjects.

Thus, although many advantages have accrued to the Arab provinces of

Nubia through Egyptian rule, there exists very much mistrust between the

governed and the governing. Not only are the camels, cattle, and sheep

subjected to a tax, but every attempt at cultivation is thwarted by the

authorities, who impose a fine or tax upon the superficial area of the

cultivated land. Thus, no one will cultivate more than is absolutely

necessary, as he dreads the difficulties that broad acres of waving

crops would entail upon his family. The bona fide tax is a bagatelle to

the amounts squeezed from him by the extortionate soldiery, who are

the agents employed by the sheik; these must have their share of the

plunder, in excess of the amount to be delivered to their employer; he

also must have his plunder before he parts with the bags of dollars to

the governor of the province. Thus the unfortunate cultivator is ground

down. Should he refuse to pay the necessary "backsheesh" or present to

the tax-collectors, some false charge is trumped up against him, and he

is thrown into prison. As a green field is an attraction to a flight of

locusts in their desolating voyage, so is a luxuriant farm in the Soudan

a point for the tax-collectors of Upper Egypt. I have frequently ridden

several days' journey through a succession of empty villages, deserted

by the inhabitants upon the report of the soldiers' approach. The women

and children, goats and cattle, camels and asses, had all been removed

into the wilderness for refuge, while their crops of corn had been left

standing for the plunderers, who would be too idle to reap and thrash

the grain.

Notwithstanding the miserable that fetters the steps of improvement,

Nature has bestowed such great capabilities of production in the fertile

soil of this country that the yield of a small surface is more than

sufficient for the requirements of the population, and actual poverty is

unknown. The average price of dhurra is fifteen piastres per "rachel,"

or about 3s. 2d. for five hundred pounds upon the spot where it is

grown. The dhurra (Sorghum andropogon) is the grain most commonly used

throughout the Soudan; there are great varieties of this plant, of which

the most common are the white and the red. The land is not only favored

by Nature by its fertility, but the intense heat of the summer is the

laborer's great assistant. As before described, all vegetation entirely

disappears in the glaring sun, or becomes so dry that it is swept off by

fire; thus the soil is perfectly clean and fit for immediate cultivation

upon the arrival of the rains.

The tool generally used is similar to the Dutch hoe. With this simple

implement the surface is scratched to the depth of about two inches, and

the seeds of the dhurra are dibbled in about three feet apart, in rows

from four to five feet in width. Two seeds are dropped into each hole.

A few days after the first shower they rise above the ground, and when

about six inches high the whole population turn out of their villages at

break of day to weed the dhurra fields. Sown in July, it is harvested in

February and March. Eight months are thus required for the cultivation

of this cereal in the intense heat of Nubia. For the first three months

the growth is extremely rapid, and the stem attains a height of six or

seven feet. When at perfection in the rich soil of the Taka country, the

plant averages a height of ten feet, the circumference of the stem being

about four inches. The crown is a feather very similar to that of the

sugar-cane; the blossom falls, and the feather becomes a head of dhurra,

weighing about two pounds. Each grain is about the size of hemp-seed.

I took the trouble of counting the corns contained in an average-sized

head, the result being 4,848. The process of harvesting and threshing is

remarkably simple, as the heads are simply detached from the straw

and beaten out in piles. The dried straw is a substitute for sticks in

forming the walls of the village huts; these are plastered with clay and

cow-dung, which form the Arab's lath and plaster.

The millers' work is exclusively the province of the women. No man will

condescend to grind the corn. There are no circular hand-mills, as among

Oriental nations; but the corn is ground upon a simple flat stone, of

cithor gneiss or granite, about two feet in length by fourteen inches

in width. The face of this is roughened by beating with a sharp-pointed

piece of harder stone, such as quartz or hornblende, and the grain is

reduced to flour by great labor and repeated grinding or rubbing with a

stone rolling-pin. The flour is mixed with water and allowed to ferment;

it is then made into thin pancakes upon an earthenware flat portable

hearth. This species of leavened bread is known to the Arabs as the

kisra. It is not very palatable, but it is extremely well suited to Arab

cookery, as it can be rolled up like a pancake and dipped in the general

dish of meat and gravy very conveniently, in the absence of spoons and

forks.

On the 14th of July I had concluded my arrangements for the start.

There had been some difficulty in procuring camels, but the all-powerful

firman was a never-failing talisman, and as the Arabs had declined to

let their animals for hire, the Governor despatched a number of soldiers

and seized the required number, including their owners. I engaged two

wild young Arabs of eighteen and twenty years of age, named Bacheet and

Wat Gamma. The latter, being interpreted, signifies "Son of the Moon."

This in no way suggests lunacy; but the young Arab had happened to enter

this world on the day of the new moon, which was considered to be a

particularly fortunate and brilliant omen at his birth. Whether the

climax of his good fortune had arrived at the moment he entered my

service I know not; but, if so, there was a cloud over his happiness in

his subjection to Mahomet, the dragoman, who rejoiced in the opportunity

of bullying the two inferiors. Wat Gamma was a quiet, steady,

well-conducted lad, who bore oppression mildly; but the younger,

Bucheet, was a fiery, wild young Arab, who, although an excellent boy in

his peculiar way, was almost incapable of being tamed and domesticated.

I at once perceived that Mahomet would have a determined rebel to

control, which I confess I did not regret. Wages were not high in this

part of the world--the lads were engaged at one and a half dollars per

month and their keep.

Mahomet, who was a great man, suffered from the same complaint to which

great men are (in those countries) particularly subject. Wherever he

went he was attacked with claimants of relationship. He was overwhelmed

with professions of friendship from people who claimed to be connections

of some of his family. In fact, if all the ramifications of his race

were correctly represented by the claimants of relationship, Mahomet's

family tree would have shaded the Nubian desert

We all have our foibles. The strongest fort has its feeble point, as the

chain snaps at its weakest link. Family pride was Mahomet's weak link.

This was his tender point; and Mahomet, the great and the imperious,

yielded to the gentle scratching of his ear if a stranger claimed

connection with his ancient lineage. Of course he had no family, with

the exception of his wife and two children, whom he had left in Cairo.

The lady whom he had honored by admission into the domestic circle of

the Mahomets was suffering from a broken arm when we started from Egypt,

as she had cooked the dinner badly, and the "gaddah," or large wooden

bowl, had been thrown at her by the naturally indignant husband,

precisely as he had thrown the axe at one man and the basin at another

while in our service. These were little contretemps that could hardly

disturb the dignity of so great a man.

Mahomet met several relatives at Cassala. One borrowed money of him;

another stole his pipe; the third, who declared that nothing should

separate them now that "by the blessing of God" they had met, determined

to accompany him through all the difficulties of our expedition,

provided that Mahomet would only permit him to serve for love, without

wages. I gave Mahomet some little advice upon this point, reminding him

that, although the clothes of the party were only worth a few

piastres, the spoons and forks were silver; therefore I should hold

him responsible for the honesty of his friend. This reflection upon the

family gave great offence, and he assured me that Achmet, our quondam

acquaintance, was so near a relative that he was--I assisted him in the

genealogical distinction: "Mother's brother's cousin's sister's mother's

son? Eh, Mahomet?"

"Yes, sar, that's it!" "Very well, Mahomet; mind he doesn't steal the

spoons, and thrash him if he doesn't do his work!" "Yes, sar", replied

Mahomet; "he all same like one brother; he one good man; will do

his business quietly; if not, master lick him." The new relative not

understanding English, was perfectly satisfied with the success of his

introduction, and from that moment he became one of the party.

One more addition, and our arrangements were completed: the Governor of

Cassala was determined we should not start without a soldier guide to

represent the government. Accordingly he gave us a black corporal, so

renowned as a sportsman that he went by the name of "El Baggar" (the

cow), because of his having killed several of the oryx antelope, known

as "El Baggar et Wabash" (cow of the desert).

After sixteen hours' actual marching from Cassala we arrived at

the valley of the Atbara. There was an extraordinary change in the

appearance of the river between Gozerajup and this spot. There was no

longer the vast sandy desert with the river flowing through its sterile

course on a level with the surface of the country; but after traversing

an apparently perfect flat of forty-five miles of rich alluvial soil,

we had suddenly arrived upon the edge of a deep valley, between five and

six miles wide, at the bottom of which, about two hundred feet below the

general level of the country, flowed the river Atbara. On the opposite

side of the valley the same vast table-lands continued to the western

horizon.

We commenced the descent toward the river: the valley was a succession

of gullies and ravines, of landslips and watercourses. The entire

hollow, of miles in width, had evidently been the work of the river. How

many ages had the rains and the stream been at work to scoop out from

the flat tableland this deep and broad valley? Here was the giant

laborer that had shovelled the rich loam upon the delta of Lower Egypt!

Upon these vast flats of fertile soil there can be no drainage except

through soakage. The deep valley is therefore the receptacle not only

for the water that oozes from its sides, but subterranean channels,

bursting as land-springs from all parts of the walls of the valley, wash

down the more soluble portions of earth, and continually waste away the

soil. Landslips occur daily during the rainy season; streams of rich

mud pour down the valley's slopes, and as the river flows beneath in

a swollen torrent, the friable banks topple down into the stream and

dissolve. The Atbara becomes the thickness of peasoup, as its muddy

waters steadily perform the duty they have fulfilled from age to age.

Thus was the great river at work upon our arrival on its bank at the

bottom of the valley. The Arab name, "Bahr el Aswat" (black river) was

well bestowed; it was the black mother of Egypt, still carrying to her

offspring the nourishment that had first formed the Delta.

At this point of interest the journey had commenced; the deserts were

passed; all was fertility and life. Wherever the sources of the

Nile might be, the Atbara was the parent of Egypt! This was my first

impression, to be proved hereafter.

A violent thunderstorm, with a deluge of rain, broke upon our camp on

the banks of the Atbara, fortunately just after the tents were pitched.

We thus had an example of the extraordinary effects of the heavy rain in

tearing away the soil of the valley. Trifling watercourses were swollen

to torrents. Banks of earth became loosened and fell in, and the rush

of mud and water upon all sides swept forward into the river with a

rapidity which threatened the destruction of the country, could such a

tempest endure for a few days. In a couple of hours all was over.

In the evening we crossed with our baggage and people to the opposite

side of the ricer, and pitched our tents at the village of Goorashee.

In the morning the camels arrived, and once more we were ready to start.

Our factotum, El Baggar, had collected a number of baggage-camels

and riding dromedaries, or "hygeens". The latter he had brought for

approval, as we bad suffered much from the extreme roughness of our

late camels. There is the same difference between a good hygeen, or

dromedary, and a baggage-camel, as between the thoroughbred and the

cart-horse; and it appears absurd in the eyes of the Arabs that a man

of any position should ride a baggage-camel. Apart from all ideas of

etiquette, the motion of the latter animal is quite sufficient warning.

Of all species of fatigue, the back-breaking, monotonous swing of

a heavy camel is the worst; and should the rider lose patience and

administer a sharp cut with the coorbatch, that induces the creature

to break into a trot, the torture of the rack is a pleasant tickling

compared to the sensation of having your spine driven by a sledge-hammer

from below, half a foot deeper into the skull.

The human frame may be inured to almost anything; thus the Arabs, who

have always been accustomed to this kind of exercise, hardly feel the

motion, and the portion of the body most subject to pain in riding a

rough camel upon two bare pieces of wood for a saddle, becomes naturally

adapted for such rough service, as monkeys become hardened from

constantly sitting upon rough substances. The children commence almost

as soon as they are born, as they must accompany their mothers in their

annual migrations; and no sooner can the young Arab sit astride and hold

on than he is placed behind his father's saddle, to which he clings,

while he bumps upon the bare back of the jolting camel. Nature quickly

arranges a horny protection to the nerves, by the thickening of the

skin; thus, an Arab's opinion of the action of a riding hygeen should

never be accepted without a personal trial. What appears delightful to

him may be torture to you, as a strong breeze and a rough sea may be

charming to a sailor, but worse than death to a landsman.

I was determined not to accept the camels now offered as hygeens until I

had seen them tried. I accordingly ordered our black soldier, El Baggar,

to saddle the most easy-actioned animal for my wife; but I wished to see

him put it through a variety of paces before she should accept it. The

delighted EL Baggar, who from long practice was as hard as the heel of

a boot, disdained a saddle. The animal knelt, was mounted, and off he

started at full trot, performing a circle of about fifty yards' diameter

as though in a circus. I never saw such an exhibition! "Warranted

quiet to ride, of easy action, and fit for a lady!" This had been the

character received with the rampant brute, who now, with head and tail

erect, went tearing round the circle, screaming and roaring like a wild

beast, throwing his forelegs forward and stepping at least three feet

high in his trot.

Where was El Baggar? A disjointed looking black figure was sometimes

on the back of this easy going camel, sometimes a foot high in the air;

arms, head, legs, hands, appeared like a confused mass of dislocation;

the woolly hair of this unearthly individual, that had been carefully

trained in long stiff narrow curls, precisely similar to the tobacco

known as "negro-head," alternately started upright en masse, as though

under the influence of electricity, and then fell as suddenly upon his

shoulders. Had the dark individual been a "black dose", he or it

could not have been more thoroughly shaken. This object, so thoroughly

disguised by rapidity of movement, was El Baggar happy, delighted El

Baggar! As he came rapidly round toward us flourishing his coorbatch, I

called to him, "Is that a nice hygeen for the Sit (lady), EL Baggar?

Is it very easy?" He was almost incapable of a reply. "V-e-r-y

e-e-a-a-s-y," replied the trustworthy authority, "j-j-j-just the

thin-n-n-g for the S-i-i-i-t-t-t." "All right, that will do," I

answered, and the jockey pulled up his steed. "Are the other camels

better or worse than that?" I asked. "Much worse," replied El Baggar;

"the others are rather rough, but this is an easy goer, and will suit

the lady well."

It was impossible to hire a good hygeen; an Arab prizes his riding

animal too much, and invariably refuses to let it to a stranger, but

generally imposes upon him by substituting some lightly-built camel

that he thinks will pass muster. I accordingly chose for my wife a

steady-going animal from among the baggage-camels, trusting to be able

to obtain a hygeen from the great Sheik Abou Sinn, who was encamped upon

the road we were about to take along the valley of the Atbara. We left

Goorashee on the following day.

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