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of the slaves, and a camel. Taking with him Mahomet, and the rest of the travelling appendages, he went to the town of Senaar, and there stayed for about a fortnight. During the whole of my time here, I had very little to occupy me, so I ran about through the different places without the least danger of meeting with a second kidnap. The vale at that time was in its prime, the trees having on their coats of variegated green; the grass, the herbs, and flowers, in full bloom; in short, everything was so beautiful, that nature seemed to contradict the wickedness of the world. Happening one day to go to the river side, I observed something uncommon moving on the water, with some white sheets filled with wind, as I thought. I had a dish in which I intended to have carried some water home, but on seeing this curious spectacle approaching me, I took to my heels, and leaving the dish behind, presented myself almost breathless before the old man. On explaining to him the appearance of the sight I had seen, he reprimanded my silliness, and told me that it was a ship, assuring me that it would injure no person, provided the people on board kept quiet, so I went back for my dish. This was the first time I ever saw a ship. My master arriving from Senaar soon after, we started, with an additional number of merchants from the town, and proceeded to Dongola. These merchants were not possessed of slaves, but had a great number of camels, and horses, and donkeys, thus making a
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formidable caravan. For three or four days we shaped our course along the banks of the Nile, under the direction of one of the native Arabs. At the end of that time, we prepared for a journey on the Libyan desert.
Our Arab guide now left us to pilot ourselves, and returned home. I was entirely deprived of a ride on any of the camels, being engaged in leading my old friend, the water camel, which was now turned into an hospital. One of the female slaves having grown ill with a mortal swelling in her thigh, could not walk, and, in consequence, I had to lead the camel on which she rode for nearly a month while crossing the desert. She grew worse and worse every day till she died, and was buried in the sand, without coffin or anything, while her death was not commemorated by the shedding of a single tear. Such are the horrors of the slave trade. Well do I remember the evening of her death. The sun was going down, the azure sky appeared to witness the end with calmness and composure, while the surrounding aspect threw a deep gloom over all our proceedings. I was thrown far behind the rest of the travellers; my fellow companion in slavery began to totter on her saddle, and death was soon announced by her falling from the camel. She was a native of Durfur,--a woman in the zenith of her life. The death of this unfortunate female put me in permanent possession of the camel during the remainder of the journey. By this time I became a great favourite with my master; and on one occasion
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he broke his walking cane over the back of one of the slaves on account of having taken the chief seat on my camel from me. Constrained by sorrow afterwards, my master desired me not to tell how his cane was broken. From the tediousness of our journey, we were glad to see Old Dongola, which predicted our nearness to the point of our destination. This town is situate on the banks of the Nile, and is distinguished for its ruins. We stayed here a short time to recruit our strength, and then proceeded to New Dongola, along the river's banks. A few days saw us home, and on our arrival, the different masters separated, each taking a share of the spoil with him. Auchmet, the eldest, took two of the slaves and a camel; Jubalee took for his share three of the slaves--one having died in the desert; and Mahomet took the rest of the live stock. I was only a few days with my master at his home when I was purchased by Mahomet's father. Mahomet's father and mother were two aged persons, and wished me to be a companion to them while their son followed his occupation. But their next door neighbour having expressed a desire for me to keep his shop, I was accordingly sold to him. I did not like my new master so well as the two former ones,--he often behaving cruelly to his slaves. I was generally very fortunate in keeping out of the many whippings which the rest received. On taking me to his house, he gave me some meat, and immediately after took me to his shop, about half a
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mile from the house. He was a dealer in all sorts of spices and gums,--the produce of the country. His shop was in one of the Dongola arcades, and was situated between a doctor's and a jeweller's. Besides myself, another young man, of the name of Salama, graced the shop door. Salama and I became great friends, and often went together to play by the water side. After the shop was shut one evening, we traced our steps, as usual, to the river's side, but what was my singular astonishment on perceiving a female at a distance whom I thought I knew. On going up to her, whom should I see but my old friend, Medina. Salama stood quite astonished when he heard her call me her brother. A small explanation, however, soon settled him. Medina took us to her master's house, and introduced us to her fellows, but our time being limited, we had to leave and get home as quick as possible, promising to return and see them again. This was a thing which we never accomplished while together, for Salama was sold soon after. A few days after this event, Salama and I happened to fall in with a pistol and some powder in the shop. Curiosity induced us to load it. Being the first time I had examined a pistol closely, I desired Salama to fire. He went to the window, and putting the mouth of it out to the open air, fired it off, and loaded it again, asking me to fire it off next. Instead of using the same precautions as he did, I fired it off in the shop, which caused a great smell of powder in the arcade. This induced
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the neighbours to investigate every place closely, who found that the greatest smell proceeded from our shop. They accordingly took hold of Salama, and would have thrashed him had he not put the blame upon me. I now took to my heels and ran for it, but my limbs were not sufficient to escape so many pursuers in the arcade; in consequence I was captured, and received such a thrashing as I did not forget in a very short time. Luckily our master was away from the shop at the time of this occurrence. Contrary to our expectations, he only gave a laugh when he was informed of our conduct. Soon after our master found out that it was not adequate to keep two of us in the shop, and accordingly sold my friend, Salama. I was now obliged to deal alone among the spices. I made out to pay another visit to Medina, who always gave me a kind reception, and had a little more time to relate our respective histories. I found that I was with my seventh master, whilst she was only with her fifth. Our time being so uncertain, we always bid each other good bye for ever, and it proved so on this occasion. Two or three days after, my master brought a man to the shop, who carefully scrutinized me after the manner of the slave traders, and then I was desired to follow him as my future owner.
Without taking farewell of my fellow slaves who were at the house, I was obliged to abandon everything and follow him. Hemet Hether (for that was the man's name) was a person of a
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pleasant countenance, a native of Berber, or as it is called by the inhabitants, Barbary. It is a small tract of country lying in the wilds of Upper Egypt, inhabited by a mild race of people, who addict themselves chiefly to agricultural interests. Hemet Hether took me by the hand and led me through the streets of Dongola to the suburbs of the town. We arrived at his brother's house, situate a few miles out of town, where two of his sons were waiting to receive us. I was put into a room where two other slaves were sitting, and with them I soon entered into conversation. The one was a boy the other a girl; the former from Durfur, the latter from Senaar. Our master was merely staying at his brother's for the purpose of gathering slaves, as his home was nearly a month's journey from Dongola, on the way to Cairo, a small village, called by the natives Goortie. Having gathered three of us, he and his sons now thought of going home, and began to prepare accordingly. We started on a morning when the sun was shining on the green fields of corn with bright illumination, and marched along till we found ourselves in a desert country. Before I left Dongola, my old master, Jubalee (having heard that a travelling merchant had bought me), came and gave my character as being an excellent traveller, and mentioned several incidents to ratify that belief on my present master's mind. For this reason I was entrusted with one of the camels. After going through the usual difficulties
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الكاتب |
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| مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-22-03, 07:09 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-22-03, 07:37 PM |
 Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-22-03, 08:43 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Deng | 08-22-03, 10:01 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير, مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-22-03, 10:04 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Deng | 08-22-03, 10:23 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-23-03, 12:15 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Raja | 08-23-03, 12:51 PM |
 Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-23-03, 01:06 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Deng | 08-23-03, 05:48 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Modic | 08-23-03, 06:06 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 06:35 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 06:44 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 07:06 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 07:17 PM |
 Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-23-03, 07:55 PM |
 Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | TahaElham | 08-23-03, 08:00 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 08:16 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-23-03, 09:00 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 10:09 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-23-03, 10:21 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-23-03, 10:47 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-24-03, 07:30 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-24-03, 10:08 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-24-03, 10:19 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-24-03, 11:05 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-25-03, 01:37 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-25-03, 08:20 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-26-03, 05:17 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-26-03, 07:00 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-26-03, 09:05 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-26-03, 09:00 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-27-03, 12:58 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:41 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:42 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:44 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:45 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:47 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:48 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 01:56 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 03:17 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-27-03, 03:23 PM |
| مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Abdel Aati | 08-27-03, 03:48 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | aba | 08-27-03, 04:06 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Abdel Aati | 08-27-03, 06:38 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Tanash | 08-27-03, 07:12 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Abdel Aati | 08-27-03, 08:40 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | aba | 08-27-03, 08:58 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Tanash | 08-28-03, 11:24 AM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | Tanash | 08-28-03, 11:43 AM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | aba | 08-28-03, 12:22 PM |
| Re: مجموعة الدراسات السودانية - الافريقية | aba | 08-31-03, 00:27 AM |
 Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Yasir Elsharif | 08-28-03, 01:20 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | aba | 08-28-03, 04:31 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Rawia | 08-28-03, 04:45 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Raja | 08-30-03, 01:55 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Abdel Aati | 08-30-03, 07:34 PM |
| Re: مارتن لوثر كنج جونير( مناضل في الخاطر).. | Tanash | 08-30-03, 08:48 PM |
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