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bearing provifions, horns of liquor, and mills for grinding 
corn, upon their backs ; idle women of all forts, half dead 
with fear, crying and roaring, mounted upon mules; and 
men driving mules loaded with baggage, mingled with the 
troops, and pafling through in all directions, prefented fuch 
a tumultuous appearance that it furpaffed all defcription. 
There were above 10,000 women accompanying the army: 
the Ras had about s0 loaded with bouza, and the king I 
fuppofe near as many. 
Tue fight threw me for a moment into low fpirits. I 
know not if the king faw it. I was perfectly filent, when he 
cried, Well, what do you fay to us now, Yagoube? I anfwer- 
ed, Is this the order in which your majefty means to engage? 
He laughed, and faid, Aye; why not, you will fee. If thatis 
fo, I replied, I only hope it is the enemy’s cuftom as well as. 
your majefty’s to be in no better order. The king was going 
to anfwer me, when Guebra Mafcal, who was juft befide him, 
cried out, Thisisa bufinefs you know nothing about, Yagoube; 
go to your Felac (quadrant) and your fortune-telling, if you 
are afraid; we have no need of you, nor your advice to-day. 
Refpect for the prefenceof the king,which you feem to be void 
of, faid!, hindersme from anfwering you asI otherwife would 
have done; but be affured, in which ever army they were 
to-day, they are not men like Guebra Mafcal whom I fhould 
be afraid of. The king looked at him much difpleafed, and, 
I believe, faid fomething favourable of me; aoa it was I did 
not biidinesieos hear. 
Ir was now about ro o’clock, when, marching clofe along 
the foot of the hills, we arrived at Tedda. The burying- 
piace of Hatze Hannes I. fon of Facilidas, and father of Ya- 
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