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CAMP OF MOHAMMED SIDY. 
When we reached the bank of the streamlet^ we found a 
number of slaves employed in collecting haze, and some of 
the Moors superintending. I went up to them, and obtained 
a little water to drink ; one of the Moors took me by the 
hand, and told me' he was delighted to see me ; he made me 
repeat a short prayer, and then, having called for a little pot, 
containing sangleh, he took me to the side of a pool, a few 
paces off, in the bed of a rivulet, which is dry at this season, 
and shaded by the green foliage of a beautiful tufted tree, 
which keeps the water cool. While I was sharing the 
sangleh with the Moor, I learned that when the grass is too 
short to be cut they burn it, that they may afterwards gather 
the haze. 
We had travelled twenty-three miles since morning, and 
we had still three miles to go to the camp of Mohammed 
Sidy, lakariche, or prince. Having rested, and quenched 
our thirst, we proceeded to the N. W. The road that we 
pursued was crossed by banks of moving sand. At four 
o'clock in the afternoon we arrived at the camp. 
As soon as I made my appearance, 1 was here, as in the 
other camps, the object of universal curiosity ; all its inmates 
collected about me, and I was compelled to repeat prayers 
for great part of the evening. Some of the women inquired 
if 1 would accept a share of their bed and on my replying 
in the affirmative, they ran off with bursts of laughter. One 
of them wished to examine whether I had undergone the rite 
prescribed by the law of their prophet, but I did not think 
proper to satisfy her. The site of this camp was called Lam 
Khate. I had nothing but milk given me for my supper, 
and 1 was not allowed to add sangleh to it, as in the camp of 
the king. In the night, there was a hurricane from the 
east, which overthrew the tents, and prevented us from 
sleeping. 
On the 9th of October, the guide who had been sent 
with me by Hamet-Dou, refused to go any further ; I em- 
