disembarkation at cape aden.
quitting the boisterous deck of the steamer, and pulling towards the shores of arabia, a cluster of barren rocks, which might fitly be likened to heaps of fused coal out of a glass furnace, present an appearance very far from inviting or prepossessing. they are little relieved by a few straggling cadjan buildings, temporarily occupied by those whose avocations enable them, during the summer months, to fly the intolerable heat of the oven-like town. but under the roof of captain stafford haines, who fills the honourable and responsible post of political agent, there awaited the embassy, on its landing, a hospitality of no ordinary stamp. it literally knew no bounds, and could not fail to obliterate at once any unfavourable first impression arising out of the desolate aspect bestowed by dame nature upon “steamer point.”
a volunteer escort of european artillerymen was yet to be obtained from the garrison of aden; horses, too, were to be purchased, and sundry other indispensable preparations made for the coming journey into the interior of africa. during a full week there seemed no termination to the influx of bags containing dates, rice, and juwarree, and scarcely a shorter period was occupied in the selection from the government treasury of many thousand star-dollars of the reign of maria theresa, displaying, each in its turn, all the multifarious marks and tokens most esteemed by the capricious savage. neither was the bustle one whit diminished by the remote position of the town, which, unless through the kindness of friends, is only to be attained on the back of one of the many diminutive donkeys stationed along the beach for the convenience of the stranger. encumbered with a straw-stuffed pack-saddle far exceeding its own dimensions, the wretched quadruped is zealously bastinadoed into a painful amble by the heavy club of some juvenile israelite with flowing auburn ringlets, whose chubby freckled cheeks, influenced by the sultry sun no less than by the incessant manual labour employed, are wont to assume a strangely excited appearance ere the journey be at an end.
along the entire coast of southern arabia, there is not a more remarkable feature than the lofty promontory of aden, which has been flung up from the bed of the ocean, and in its formation is altogether volcanic. the arab historian (masudi) of the tenth century, after speaking of the volcanoes of sicily and in the kingdom of the maha raj, alludes to it as existing in the desert of barhut, adjacent to the province of nasafan and hadramaut, in the country of shaher. “its sound, like the rumbling of thunder, might then be heard many miles, and from its entrails were vomited forth red-hot stones with a flood of liquid fire.” the skeleton of the long-exhausted crater, once, in all probability, a nearly perfect circle, now exhibits a horse-shoe-shaped crescent, hemmed in by splintered crags, which, viewed from the turreted summit of jebel shemshán especially, whence the eye ranges over the entire peninsula, presents the wildest chaos of rock, ruin, and desolation.
from the landing-place at ras marbut, a tortuous track of five miles conducts past the coal-dep?t and seedie location, along various curvatures of the arid coast, to the cantonment and town of aden. “sublime in barrenness,” the rugged and lofty cliffs pile themselves upward in masses of the most fantastic shape, now bare and bald, shooting into perpendicular spires, and now leaning over the caravan of heavily-laden camels that toil along the path. the sunshine of perpetual summer reigns throughout the scene. glittering sand-hills slumber in breezy dimness around the land-locked harbour, and over the faint peaks of yemen’s distant mountains the unclouded sky floats bright and blue. the sparkling waters leap against the dark base of the naked islets; but the wide glassy surface beyond, reposing like a broad lake, is only ruffled by the circling eddy which follows the sportive plash of the bottle-nosed porpoise, or the pluming of a fleet of silver-winged terns, riding quietly at anchor on its tranquil bosom. as the road retires from the beach, the honey-combed cliff’s assume the similitude of massive wads and battlements, every where pierced with loopholes and embrasures. a gradual ascent leads through a craggy portal, bristling with cannon, and guarded by the pacing sentinel. one narrow rift in the solid rock, to the foot of which the sun rarely penetrates, forms an abrupt division in the chain, and beyond it the eye suddenly embraces the basin-like valley wherein stands the decayed capital of arabia felix.
“aden,” saith old ibn batuta of tangiers, “is situate upon the sea-shore—a large city, without either seed, water, or tree.” five hundred years have elapsed since this graphic account was penned, and the vegetation has in nowise improved. an amphitheatre of dimensions sufficient for the devil’s punch-bowl is formed by two volcanic ranges, once in connection, but obviously rent asunder, heaved outwards, and canted in opposite directions by some violent eruption that has forced an opening to the ocean. a sterility which is not to be surpassed invests the scene with an aspect most repulsive and forbidding. no tree varies the dreary prospect, no shrub relieves the eye, not even a flower lends its aid to enliven the wild and gloomy hollow, the fittest refuge that the imagination could picture for the lawless and the desperate. fortifications are to be traced on every point either liable to assault or eligible for defence: ruined castles and watch-towers perched on the highest elevations of the precipitous hills stand the now inaccessible guardians of other days; and even the limited view to seaward, where the passing white sail of a small coasting craft, or the catamaran of the amphibious fisherman may occasionally be seen, is partially screened by a triangular rock, which frowns like a great spectre over the inner harbour. seerah, “the fortified black islet,” is said to have been the residence of cain, “the first born of a woman,” after the murder of his brother abel; and, verily, it would be difficult to devise a more appropriate exile for the banished fratricide. hurled into the sea by a convulsive shock, it is surrounded by pumice and by currents of obsidian, the products of volcanic emission, strewed among vast undulating waves of cavernous lava, or mingled with black masses of porous rock, which bear evidence of fusion, and yield to the touch a metallic sound.
sterility has indeed claimed this dreary region as her own; and even in the more productive portions of the peninsula, little verdure is derived from the almost leafless beshám, the balsamodendron opobalsamum, a dwarf shrub, which, according to the arab tradition, formed a part of the present carried to king solomon by the queen of sheba from the aromatic regions of myrrh and frankincense. where incisions are made in its stem, the far-famed balm of mecca flows copiously, but the volatile oil quickly evaporating, leaves a tasteless insipid gum. nursed by no periodical shower and by no hidden spring, the precious plant, scorched by a withering blast, derives its only moisture from the mists which envelope the mountain-top, when all is sunshine below.
among the most singular features of the cape is the supply of water, which is found only in the valley of aden, close under the cliffs, and at the openings of the fissures from the steppes above. here, piercing to a great depth through the solid rock, are upwards of one hundred wells; many dilapidated and choked up, but others yielding an abundant and unfailing supply. whence or in what manner they are fed it is extremely difficult to conjecture. all near the beach are bad, and more or less brackish; some are sensibly affected by the tides, and very saline; whilst of those which afford sweet water, one only is visibly acted upon by some lower spring. it is excavated at the entrance of a dark gorge rent by some violent convulsion in the rugged bosom of shemshán, and the surface, which is in a state of constant commotion, remains at the same level, although daily drawn upon from morning till night for the supply of thousands.
the almost total absence of the vegetable kingdom considered, it is not surprising that there should exist also a palpable deficiency in the animal creation. in perhaps no other quarter of the universe are the sparrow and the crow such perfect strangers. the pigeon, the fox, and the rat, divide the sovereignty of the rocky cleft; and the serrated heights are held without a rival by a garrison of monkeys. with these long-tailed occupants of the tower-capped pinnacles are connected wondrous superstitions, and an aden tradition, extant throughout southern arabia, would exalt them into the remnant of the once-powerful tribe of ad, “a people great, and strong, and tall,” who are believed to have been metamorphosed into apes, in token of the displeasure of heaven, when sheddád, “the king of the world,” illustrious in the annals of the east, impiously sought, in defiance of the prophet h?d, to create unto himself a garden which should rival the celestial paradise. the bostán el irem, with its gorgeous palaces and shining domes, the similitude whereof had never been constructed on the regions of the earth, is said to be yet standing in the solitary deserts of aden, although miraculously concealed from mortal ken. within the silent walls of its lofty towers did abdállah ibn aboo kelaba pass his night of wonder during the reign of moawiyeh, prince of the faithful; and it is believed by every good moslem that this marvellous fabric of human skill and impiety, which finds a record in the sacred korán, will endure until the last day, an imperishable, but rarely revealed monument of divine retribution.
note 1. lieutenant j.c. cruttenden, assistant to the political agent at aden, heard the same version repeated at saana, the capital of yemen, which far-famed city he has been the first european to visit, since the days of niebuhr.
