CHAPTER XXV.

Journey from Hiero Murroo to Mettah.—General direction, W.S.W., time

marching four hours and a-half.—Conversation upon different roads

through Adal to Shoa.—Commercial jealousy between the Muditu and the

Dankalli.—Battle of Hihillo.—Surprise sleeping friend.—Frighten my

servant Allee.—Halt near Assa-hemerah kraal.

_May 12th._—We were up and away long before sunrise. Ohmed Medina and I

were accompanied by a crowd of the escort and Kafilah men, all

discoursing upon some great engagement that had taken place some few

years before, when Lohitu led the combined Dankalli tribes against the

Assa-hemerah Muditu, who occupied the whole country on the east of the

Hawash, from Owssa to the ford of Mulkukuyu, where our road crossed the

Hawash. The scene of this sanguinary conflict was about two hours’ march

to the north-west of where we were, at the base of a high conical

mountain which now came into sight, having previously been shut from the

view by the small range of Abhidah. Almost all my Hy Soumaulee escort

had been present in the battle, and I received long accounts, during the

march, through the interpreting medium of Ohmed Medina, who himself was

not there, but who took as much interest in the relations as I did.

It appears that for some years previous to 1839, the road to Shoa had

been closed to the merchants of Tajourah and of Ambabboo, who previously

had carried on an extensive trade with that country, taking up salt from

Lake Assal, and receiving in return Abyssinian slaves, who were sold to

great advantage in the Mahomedan ports on the shores of the Red Sea. The

Assa-hemerah live on the north side of the more western portion of the

road through Adal, and although speaking the same language, deny their

nationality with the Dankalli tribes. This was their plea for extorting

exorbitant duties for many years previous to 1839, but having at length

fully established an intercourse with Shoa through their own country, by

another passage of the river Hawash, north of Mulkukuyu, they

endeavoured to monopolize the trade in salt and slaves. To effect this,

they seized the whole country to the north of the road to Bahr Assal,

and allowed no Tajourah Kafilah either to load with salt at the lake, or

to proceed for slaves to Shoa.

For several years the Assa-hemerah had thus excluded all but their own

Kafilahs from entering Shoa by the direct road, attacking and plundering

all other Kafilahs that attempted it. I make the observation “direct

road,” for we learn from the journal of Isenberg and Krapf, published by

the Church Missionary Society, that the Tajourah people had some

communication still with the kingdom of Shoa. They were, however,

obliged to move with their camels along the sea-shore to the head of

Goobat ul Khhrab, then, during the night, pass rapidly over the five or

six miles which intervene between the sea in this situation and the salt

lake. Loading their camels with the salt, they then returned to

Tajourah. From this town they proceeded to Zeilah in bogalows, or native

boats, and by a circuitous route through the country of the Issah

Soumaulee, at length reached Shoa.

It was not likely such a palmy state of things, for the Assa-hemerah

people, would be allowed to flourish long, without exciting some envy

and jealousy, especially among the inhabitants of Tajourah and Owssa,

who had not forgotten the great advantages that accrued to them when an

uninterrupted road allowed them to carry on a direct trade with the

populous countries to the west of the Hawash. Accordingly, through the

machinations of some of the wise men of Tajourah, the braves of all the

Dankalli tribes in the interior, consented to combine their forces under

one leader, and Lohitu, the Debenee chief, was unanimously chosen to

fill that post. Owssa is inhabited by a Muditu tribe, but on this

occasion they assisted the Tajourah people, because of their dependence

upon that port, to enable them to communicate with foreign markets, as

the Owssa Muditu carry on a considerable trade with Gondah and Central

Abyssinia. The other leagued tribes were the Issah Soumaulee, the

Wahama, the Hy Soumaulee, the Debenee, and a mixed multitude of minor

subdivisions that could scarcely be considered separate tribes. Tajourah

and Ambabboo also sent their warriors; but Ohmed Medina laughed when he

said they only sent ten men between them. Altogether the combined forces

amounted to one thousand men, who were gathered together on San-karl to

the west of the valley of Gobard, and which I recollected to have been

pointed out to me by Lohitu himself as the rendezvous of his tribe on

such occasions.

From San-karl they proceeded to Kuditee, and slept there the night

preceding the engagement. The next morning they entered the country of

the Assa-hemerah, two thousand of whom had collected upon the flank of

the mountain Hyhilloo, to give battle to the invaders. Lohitu led his

men directly to their front, and after a few personal combats, in which

the leader and my little Tajourah acquaintance, Ibrahim Shatan,

particularly distinguished themselves, the battle became general, and in

less than one hour after they had first seen the Muditu, the latter

fled, leaving more than one half their number slain.

Of the allies, I was informed, the Issah Soumaulee lost the greatest

number, one hundred of them having been killed. The Debenee lost sixty,

the Wahama eighty, the Hy Soumaulee, a very small tribe, thirty, and the

Owssa Muditu fifty. The Tajourah people lost but one man; whilst of all

the others who fought under Lohitu, not as particular tribes, but as

amateurs, about twenty were killed, making a total of three hundred and

forty-one, and considering the manner in which battles are fought among

these people, I can easily conceive how so few, comparatively, of the

victorious party were slain.

One interesting ethnological fact may be gleaned from this relation;

that is, the presence of the Issah Soumaulee on this occasion, which is

another evidence to prove, the intimate relationship of the Dankalli

with that people.

Conversing upon the subject of this fight, we kept marching on for

nearly five hours, but as we were in the rear of the Kafilah, and

obliged to restrict ourselves to the slow pace of the camels, I do not

think we accomplished more than ten miles during that time. We halted at

a place called Mettah, or Maida, and the appearance of the country

suggested, the appropriateness of the name, which I was given to

understand, signified the same as the English word meadow.

Our march had been all the morning along a narrow plain, confined by low

level ridges of black lava, about a mile distant from each other.

Through the centre, but in a very serpentine course, a shallow channel

had been cut through the fine alluvial soil, by an occasional stream,

which flows towards the north and east. When we passed along its banks

we only found a few shallow stagnant pools in its bed.

On leaving the line of march with Ohmed Medina to examine the stream

more closely, we found, in its dry bed, very soundly sleeping, a man

wrapt up in his tobe, his shield being secured by it over his stomach

and bowels. Instinct, or something like it, had taught me the very same

method of partially securing myself from assassination, whenever I

expected foul play, or have had reason to suspect those, whom I well

knew, would have been glad of an opportunity to take away my life,

without danger to themselves from my firearms. Putting my hand to the

heavy Adal knife I wore in my girdle, I turned to Ohmed Medina, to ask

him if I should bury it in the heart of the unconscious sleeper. He

taking my proposal to be serious, instantly interposed with the common

Arabic negative, “La! la!” but which, in the usual amusing manner of an

Adal interpretation, he prolonged to five or six repetitions. This awoke

the man, who certainly looked as if he thought he were about to be put

to death, and scowled most desperately, as in a moment he put himself

behind his shield, and raised his spear for the attack. Ohmed Medina

calmed his apprehensions by a word or two, but he also took care to drop

behind his shield, as he spoke from the overhanging bank. The man,

however, recovered confidence, let fall his weapon to the ground, and

stood upright, and in a very short time we were all three walking back

to the Hy Soumaulee, some of whom came to meet us, to inquire from

whence our new friend had sprung. It seemed he belonged to the Wahama

tribe, but from some cause or other was obliged to be very select in his

lodgings, probably from having had a recent quarrel, which would have

insured his death, had he been discovered by his enemy asleep.

At Mettah, the narrow plain we had travelled along spread out into an

open level country, which appeared bounded by an extensive sea, so

perfectly delusive was the appearance of the distant mirage, in which

small eminences, here and there appearing, looked like islets standing

amidst the waters. Large sand-pillars, their bases hidden in the mirage,

rising like spirits from the vasty deep, until their tall summits were

lost in the blue sky, moved steadily across, acted upon by some stronger

current of air, and added one more circumstance to strengthen the

delusion, by reminding the travelled spectator, of the water-spouts he

has witnessed at sea. After all my experience I persisted in believing

that there must be water before me, especially as it lay in the

situation of a lake, Murroo, I had heard Lieut. Barker speak of, but

Ohmed Medina very quietly referred me, to the stream and its course in

an opposite direction, to corroborate his statement of its being “a

great lie.”

My mule breaking loose, in consequence of not having been properly

secured by Allee, strayed to a considerable distance towards the

opposite side of the plain, and a large party went out to protect Zaido,

and both Allees, who were sent to bring her in, for it appeared our

movements were being watched by a party of men, squatting on the

extremity of the ridge where it projected into the plain. So nearly

approaching to the colour of these rocks, were the dark skins of the

natives, that it was sometime before I could make them out, or the cause

of all the bustle that seemed to have taken possession of the previously

quiet camp. I thought at first it was some leopard or hyena,

preparations were being made to hunt, that had occasioned the stir, and

came out of my hut to see the anticipated sport. When I did discover the

men I was surprised that such a number could have approached so close,

and not have been discovered before. They must have marched parallel to

us, covered by the ridge on our left, and the circumstance of its

terminating opposite to where we had halted, prevented them continuing

their ambush for any purposes of surprise, and our increased numbers

made an open attack by them, out of the question. After the mule was

driven in, they retired, but upon a report spreading that a large kraal

of the Assa-hemerah lay over the other side of the ridge, my Hy

Soumaulee friends, and most of the young men of the Kafilah, determined

to proceed thither for the purpose, as they said on my protesting

against it, to purchase milk. As, however, I knew that robbery was

intended, and that murder would probably ensue, I offered them a bullock

to remain, which they very reluctantly accepted. On my expostulating

with Ohmed Medina, he admitted it was not right, and said very candidly,

“What are my countrymen but wild beasts?”

Allee the First, now came into my hut to claim damages, showing a bruise

upon his face, which he asserted had been inflicted by the mule, whilst

catching her to bring her back to the camp. I said it was no such thing;

for ever since her back had been almost broken by the butt-end of the

spear of a fat Dankalli, whom she kicked in the belly, I observed she

had improved very much in her disposition, and was very cautious how she

attempted anything of the sort. However, I told him I would look in my

book and see if his tale were correct. Opening, with a very grave

countenance, Mr. M‘Queen’s Survey of Africa, which I had just been

consulting, I looked up, after having examined it, and said, “Allee,

Allee, you are a story-teller, for Ohmed Mahomed hit you that blow in

your face.” I never shall forget the consternation that appeared in his

face, as ejaculating “Whallah!” (By God), he backed out of my hut,

thinking, I really believe, that I should metamorphose him into

something or other before he could get away, for his attempted

imposition. Having got safe out of my hut, however, he recovered from

his fright, and, as if recollecting himself, said, “Ahkeem, will you

tell me who stole my fedeenah?” alluding to the wooden prop or pillow

for the head, I have before observed, as being so generally used by

these people. By a singular accident this very fedeenah had been placed

under my head by one of the Hy Soumaulee, as I slept out upon the

hillside amongst them at Kuditee, whilst expecting the Wahama would

attack us. When I was awakened by Ohmed Mahomed in the middle of the

night, and told to return to my hut, the man who carried my mat for me

brought away the pillow; whose it was I did not know, but as no

inquiries were made about it, I always afterwards rolled it up in my

Arab cloak for myself, as I found it very comfortable after a little

use. I instantly suspected that this was the one respecting which Allee

wanted information, and so, affecting to know all about it, I told him I

would not tell him who the thief was, for the sake of peace, but that if

he came in the evening I would return it myself to him. This, of course,

I did, and quite convinced Allee of my immense power over the Jinn. The

evil that resulted from this was, that a rumour was spread among the

Kafilah that I had dealings with these spirits of fire, Allee swearing

positively I carried one with me confined in a bottle, and that he had

frequently seen me consulting it. The simple fellow meant my

thermometer.

After sunset a large drove of camels, sheep, and goats, were seen moving

towards the Assa-hemerah village behind the ridge, but we saw nothing

more of the inhabitants. They were evidently influenced by some hostile

feeling towards us, for on every other occasion of being in an inhabited

neighbourhood, the women, or at least the children, would bring in milk

or young kids as presents, or for sale.

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