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confiderable diftance, and Mahomet and his fervants known. 
All the people of the village furrounded the mules dire¢tly, 
paying each their compliments to the mafter and the fer- 
vants; the fame was immediately obferved towards us; and, 
as I faluted the Shum in Arabic, his own language, we 
fpeedily became acquainted. Having overfhot the cataract, 
the noife of which we had a long time diftin@tly heard, I re- 
fitted every entreaty that could be made to me to enter the 
houfe to refrefh myfelf. I had imbibed part of Strates’s. 
fears about the unfettlednefs of the times, and all the kind 
invitations were to no purpofe; I was, as it were, forced to: 
comply to refrefh our horfes. 
I HAPPENED to be upon a very fteep part of the hill full 
of bufhes ; and one of the fervants, dreffled in the Arabian 
fafhion, in a burnoofe, and turban ftriped white and green,, 
led my horfe, for fear of his flipping, till it got into the path. 
leading to the Shum’s door. I heard the fellow exclaiming 
in Arabic, as he led the horfe, “Good Lord! to fee you here! 
Good God! to fee you here!”—“ I afked him who he was: 
fpeaking of, and what reafon he had to wonder to fee me 
there.” —“ What! do younot know me!” “ I faid I did not.”— 
“ Why, replied he, I was feveral times with you at Jidda. 
I faw you often with Capt. Price and Capt. Scott, with the 
Moor Yafine, and Mahomet Gibberti. I was the man that 
brought your letters from Metical Aga at Mecca, and was tos 
come over with you to Mafuah, if you had gone dire@ly 
there, and had not proceeded to Yemen or Arabia Felix. I 
was on board the Lion, with the Indian nokeda (fo they call 
the captain of a country fhip) when your little veffel, all co- 
vered with fail, paffed with fuch brifknefs through the Eng- 
ith fhips, which all fired their cannon ; and everybody faid,, 
there: 
