
 
        
         
		A  huge  sack  about  four  feet  long  by  two  feet  
 in  width,  called  a  kerrata,  hangs  on  either  side of  
 the  camel.  Into  these  as  much  as  possible of  the  
 load is crammed.  The wooden boxes containing  our  
 store  of  provisions  and  the  heaviest  baggage went  
 in  first, on  the  top  of  these were placed the lighter  
 articles—my camp-bed  and  the  hold-all  containing  
 my  blankets, rug,  and pillow ;  the  little  dried  goatskins  
 full of  couscous  or  dates,  the  baskets in which  
 were placed the provisions  and the  cooking  utensils  
 which would be required  during  the  day’s  journey,  
 and any articles of a crushahle or breakable nature. 
 In loading a camel the sacks are leant up against  
 him on either side.  To each corner of  the  top  end  
 of the kerratas is fixed  a  small  loop  of  rope.  The  
 sacks  are  lifted slightly until  the  loops of  the  sack  
 on  the  one  side  can  be  passed  through  the  corresponding  
 loops  in  the  sack  on  the  other,  and  secured  
 in  their  places  by  passing  through  them  a  
 short piece of stick.  Other articles,  such  as the skin  
 water-bag, which  cannot  be  placed  in the  kerratas,  
 are tied  by cords  to  the saddle and allowed to hang  
 down below the sacks,  or  else  secured on  the top  of  
 the pad. 
 The  water-bag  used  in  the  Sahara  is  usually  
 formed from the skin of a goat well cured with pitch  
 to  make  it  waterproof.  They  call  the  thing  a  
 gurlah, and  as  soon  as  you  have drunk out  of  one  
 you will know that  it  is  most appropriately named  
 ‘ gurr-bah-ughr ! ’ 
 While we were reloading the camel all the beggars  
 and  loafers  in  Biskra assembled round  us  from  all 
 directions,  and  by  the  time  that  the  operation  was  
 finished all the halt, the maimed, and the blind which  
 the oasis contained—and  a  halter,  a  maimer,  and  a  
 more  cross-eyed crew it would be difficult  to  find—  
 seemed  to  have  collected  together  to  see  us  off.  
 Gradually,  largely  owing  to  El  Haj  and  his  stick,  
 we  got  rid  of  our  followers,  and  by  the  time  that  
 we had got among the mud houses and the palm-trees  
 of  the  villages  of  old  Biskra  we  had  completely  
 shaken them off.  We  followed  the  road  for  some  
 two  or  three  miles  through  the  palms,  and  then  
 emerged from the oasis into  the desert beyond.