Lucie Duff Gordon
To Sir Alexander Duff Gordon, ALEXANDRIA, October 19, 1863.
We had a wretched voyage, good weather, but such a pétaudière of a ship. I am competent to describe the
horrors of the middle passage—hunger, suffocation, dirt, and such canaille, high and low, on board. The only
gentleman was a poor Moor going to Mecca (who
stowed his wife and family in a spare boiler on deck). I saw him washing his children in
the morning! ‘Que c’est
degoutant!’ was the cry of the French spectators. If an Arab washes
he is a sale cochon—no
wonder! A delicious man who sat near me on deck, when the sun came round to our side,
growled between his clenched teeth: ‘Voilà
un tas d’intrigants a l’ombre tandis que le soleil me grille, moi,’
a good resume of French politics, methinks. Well, on arriving at noon of
I cannot live in Thayer’s house because the
march of civilization has led a party of French and Wallachian women into the
ground-floor thereof to instruct the ignorant Arabs in drinking, card-playing, and other
vices. So I will consult Hajjee Hannah
Omar has got a boat for £13, which is not more than the railway would cost now that half must be done by steamer and a bit on donkeys or on foot. Poor Hajjee Hannah was quite knocked up by the journey down; I shall take her up in my boat. Two and a half hours to sit grilling at noonday on the banks, and two miles to walk carrying one’s own baggage is hard lines for a fat old woman. Everything is almost double in price owing to the cattle murrain and the high Nile. Such an inundation as this year was never known before. Does the blue God resent Speke’s intrusion on his privacy? It will be a glorious sight, but the damage to crops, and even to the last year’s stacks of grain and beans, is frightful. One sails among the palm-trees and over the submerged cotton-fields. Ismail Pasha has been very active, but, alas! his ‘eye is bad,’ and there have been as many calamities as under Pharaoh in his short reign. The cattle murrain is fearful, and is now beginning in Cairo and Upper Egypt. Ross reckons the loss at twelve millions sterling in cattle. The gazelles in the desert have it too, but not horses, asses or goats.