A MAN FROM KUKA. 
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Sultan was always disaffected, and the Sheikh 
would disapprove of my giving him munitions of 
war. But I was determined to give fifty bullets 
and two dozen charges of powder, believing that 
he could do the Sheikh little harm, whilst it would 
make him my personal friend. ~No person knew 
what I gave the Governor. 
The powder and shot being delivered, I took 
leave of his highness, raising my cap and shaking 
hands with him. At this doffing off the cap all the 
people were highly gratified, thinking great respect 
was thereby shown to their prince. 
Ibrahim is a negro, a native of Zinder, a man of 
fifty years of age, with a countenance sparkling with 
good humour, and I believe I may add, intelligence. 
He has been Sultan here some thirty years, so that 
he must be a man of character. This clay he re- 
ceived a renewal of his commission from Kuka, a 
ceremony that takes place every year; and so he 
w T as in a happy humour. There was also a sort of 
feast at the palace, and his highness rode out with a 
detachment of cavalry. The persons who brought 
our camels from Kuka also brought the renewed 
commission, or a man, from the Sheikh. Haj Beshir 
has sent us ten camels, to bring the boat and our 
baggage, in the event of our camels being stolen, 
or having become weak with the journey from 
Mourzuk. I have, therefore, only to sell my 
camels and turn them into ready money, which I 
much need, and then start. 
