variety of other apartments. I went through seven of them with a great deal of fatigue. It is a solitary place; and my guides, either from a natural impatience and distaste that these people have at such employments, or their fears of the banditti that live in the caverns of the mountains were real, importuned me to return to the boat even before I had begun my search, or got into the mountain where are the many large apartments of which I was in quest.'

In one of these sepulchres Bruce and Balugani found three harps painted in fresco upon the panels. As the first harp,' says Bruce, seemed to be the most perfect and least spoiled, I immediately attached myself to this, and desired my clerk to take upon him the charge of the second. My first drawing was that of a man playing upon a harp.'

We must here observe, that when Bruce, on his return to England, published his drawings of these sketches, his enemies declared very positively that he had come by them unfairly; by much sophistry they endeavoured to prove that Bruce had never been in the sepulchres at all; and even Brown, who visited Thebes, has insinuated that Bruce must have drawn them in England from memory. Now, in contradiction to this illiberal accusation it must be stated, that pencilled sketches of the two harps are still preserved among Bruce's papers, and that one of them at least is evidently the work of Luigi Balugani, who did not live to return to Europe: however, still Bruce was disbelieved, and it was positively maintained that he had never been at the sepulchre at all; but

sooner or later truth always prevails. The following is an extract (page 148) from Travels in Egypt and Nubia, &c., by the Hon. Charles Leonard Irby and James Mangles, Commanders in the Royal Navy; printed for private distribution. London. 1823.'

We (Captains Irby and Mangles, attended by Belzoni) now explored the other tombs (at Thebes), but found nothing new to add to our former observations. In the small chamber where Bruce copied the harp he gave to Mr. Burney for his history of music, we saw that traveller's name scratched over the very harp, which we think strong presumptive evidence that he drew it himself, though he has been accused of drawing it afterwards from memory. He is erroneous in the number of strings which he has given to it: the instrument itself is not unlike the original, though the musician is very indifferently copied.'

After roughly copying these ancient harps, which Bruce little thought would ever be made to vibrate to the dishonour of his character, he made preparations for proceeding further in his researches, but his conductors lost all subordination. They were afraid his intention was to sit in this cave all night (it really was), and to visit the rest next morning. With great clamour and marks of discontent they dashed their torches against the largest harp, and scrambling out of the cave, left Bruce and Balugani in the dark. With some difficulty they groped their way out of these ancient, gloomy sepulchres of the dead; and as soon as they came to the sunshine and freshness of the living world, they abandoned all further

research and rode to the boat. At midnight, a gentle breeze springing up, the canja was wafted up to Luxor, where Bruce was well received by the governor, who gave him a quantity of provisions : among these were some lemons and sugar, with which he made for himself and his party a regular bowl of punch, which they drank in remembrance of Old England.'

'Luxor,' says Bruce, and Carnac, which is a mile and a quarter below it, are by far the largest and most magnificent scenes of ruins in Egypt, much more extensive and stupendous than those of Thebes and Dendera put together.'

Two days after the canja had sailed from Luxor, it reached Sheikh Amner, the encampment of the Arabs Ababdé; and as this tribe extends from Cosseir on the Red Sea far into the desert which Bruce was to cross, he thought it politic and highly important to cultivate their protection.

Sheikh Amner is a collection of villages, composed of miserable huts, which contained, in Bruce's estimation, about a thousand effective men, who possessed few horses, being principally mounted on camels. They formed the barrier, or bulwark, against the prodigious number of Arabs, principally the Bishareen, who are nominally the subjects of the kingdom of Sennaar. Ibrahim, the son of the Sheikh, who had known Bruce at Furshoot, and had received from him medicines for his father, recognized him the moment he arrived; and, after acquainting his father, he came with about a dozen naked attendants, armed with lances, to escort Bruce, who had no sooner arrived at the tent of

the Sheikh, than a great dinner was placed before him.

Bruce and his party were then introduced to the old Sheikh, who was very ill, and lying in the corner of the tent on a carpet, his head resting on a cushion. This veteran chief of the Ababdé, called Nimmer, which means 'the Tiger,' was a man of about sixty years of age, suffering dreadfully from a most painful disorder, which, though very common among those who drink water from the drawwells of the desert, is seldom met with on the banks of the Nile. Bruce had sent to this man, from Badjoura, a number of soap pills, which had afforded him very great relief; and he now gave him lime-water, promising that on his return he would teach his people how to make it. After a long conversation with this Royal Tiger,' whose savage disposition seemed to have been softened by feelings of pain and gratitude, Bruce asked him to tell him truly, on the faith of an Arab (which he knew these wild people nobly prided themselves in maintaining inviolate), whether his tribe, if they met him in the desert, would forget that he had on that day eaten and drank with their chieftain?

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'The old man Nimmer,' says Bruce, on this rose from his carpet, and sat upright—a more ghastly and more horrid figure I never saw. "No!" said he, "Sheikh, cursed be those men of my people, or others, that ever shall lift up their hand against you, either in the desert or the tell*. As long as you are in this country, or between this and Cosseir, my son shall serve you with heart and hand; ... one night of pain that your medi

*The part of Egypt which is cultivated.

cines freed me from, would not be repaid if I were to follow you on foot to Messirt."

Bruce now thought it a proper moment to unfold, for the first time, that his real object was to get into Abyssinia. The Sheikh kindly and calmly discussed the subject, and concluded by advising him to retrace his steps to Kenné, or Cuft, on the Nile, from thence to cross the desert to Cosseir, a port on the Egyptian side of the Red Sea

-from thence to go over to Jidda, which is on the opposite side of the gulf, near Mecca, and from that port to sail for Abyssinia; he added that he himself was sending a cargo of wheat to Cosseir, to be there shipped for Jidda. But,' said Bruce, (who thought it prudent once again publicly to touch a string, the very sound of which was most important to his safety,) all that is right, Sheikh; yet, suppose your people meet me in the desert, in going to Cosseir or otherwise, how should we fare in that case? should we fight?' I have told you, Sheikh, already,' replied the Tiger, 'cursed be the man who lifts his hand against you!'

Encouraged by the repetition of this uncouth benediction in his favour, Bruce frankly told the Nimmer that he would proceed to Cosseir-that he was Yagoube-seeking to do good, and bound by a vow to wander through deserts.

The old man, after some thought, muttered something to his sons, in a dialect which Bruce did not understand; and while, pretending to take no notice, he was occupying himself in mixing some lime-water, the whole hut was suddenly filled with priests, monks, and the heads of families. † Cairo.