person. They, with their usual rudeness, searched every part of my apparel, and stripped me of all my gold, amber, my watch, and one of my pocket compasses ; I had fortunately, in thenight, buried the other cómpasS in the sand ; and this, with the clothes I had on, was all that the tyranny of Ali had now left me. The gold and amber were highly gratifying to Moorish avarice, but the pocket compass soon became an abject of superstitious curiosity. Ali was very desirous to be informed, why that small pièce of iron, the needle, always pointed to the Great Desert ; and I found myself somewhat puzzled to answer the question. T o have pleaded my ignorance, would have created a suspicion that I Wished to conceal thé.real truth from him; I therefore told hitn,: that my mother resided far beyond the sands of Sahara, and that whilst she was alive the piece of iron would always point that way, and serVe as a guide to conduct me to her, and that if she was dead it would point to her grave. Ali now looked at the compass with redoubled amazement ; turned it round and round repeatedly ; but observing that it always pointed the same way, he took it up with great caution and returned it to me, manifesting that he thought there was something of magic irf ity and . that he was afraid of keeping so dangerous an instrument in his possession. March 20th. This morning a council of chief men was held in Ali s tent respecting me : their decisions, though they were all unfavourable to me, were differently related by different persons. Some said that they intended to put me to death; others that I was only to lose my right hand ; but the most probable account was that which I received from Ali’s own son, a boy about nine years of age, who came to me in the evening, and, with much concern, informed me that his uncle had persuaded his father to put out my eyes, which they said resembled those of a cat, and that all the Bushreens had approved of this measure. His father however, he said, would not put the sentence into execution until Fatima the queen, who was at present in the north, had seen me. March 21st. Anxious to know my destiny, I went to the king early in the morning ; and as a number of Bushreens were assembled, I thought this a favourable opportunity of discovering their intentions. I therefore began by begging his permission to return to Jarra ; which was flatly refused : his wife, he said, had not yet seen me, and I must stay until she came to Benowm, after which I should be at liberty to depart; and that my horse, which had been taken away from me the day after I arrived, should be again restored to me. Unsatisfactory as this answer was, I was forced to appear pleased ; and as there was little hopes of making my escape, at this season of the year, on account of the excessive heat, and the total want of water in the woods, I resolved to wait patiently until the rains had set in, or until some more favourable opportunity should present itself ;— but hope deferred maketb the heart sick. This tedious procrastination from day to day, and the thoughts o f travelling through the Negro kingdoms in the rainy season, which was now fast approaching, made me very melancholy ; and having passed a restless night, I found myself attacked, in the morning, by a smart fever. I had wrapped myself close up in my cloak, with a view to induce perspiration, and was asleep when a party of Moors en- S
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