change my religion, and live in a country where there is nothing but poverty, misery, famine, fear, and dependence?" "Hearken, says he, you are a fool ; this country is a thou- sand times healthier and sweeter than Abyssinia; but, since you wont take my advice, I shall say no more ; come and see my Harem[1]." — "With all my heart, replied I, as far as that I will go, and shall be happy to do both you and your family all the good I can."
The Shekh went before me, through several apartments, well proportioned, but very meanly furnished, slovenly, and in bad order. This was the part of the house that belonged to himself, and formed one side of a square. We crossed the square to the opposite side, where there were several apartments furnished in a much better style. The floors were all covered with Turkey carpets. In an alcove sat one of his wives upon the ground, with a number of black slaves about her. Her face was uncovered ; the circle made way for me; so that, first putting my hand to my lips, I touched the end of her fingers with the end of mine. In the mean time, the Shekh had brought a second wife from another apartment, and set her down beside the first. They were both women past the middle age, seemed to have a great many slaves attending them, but never had been handsome. One of them, I learned afterwards, was daughter to the first minister Shekh Adelan.
I THOUGHT it necessary to explain myself a little with Fidele. You know, Shekh, said I, it is not always that youand
- ↑ The house where they keep their women,.
