the capital of the kingdom of shoa.
his christian majesty passed the greater portion of the wet night succeeding the presentation of the british embassy, in revels amid the foreign riches so unexpectedly heaped upon him. long tormented by curiosity which he had been afraid to gratify, he now minutely examined every novel article with all the greediness of the savage; and the royal scribes having been duly assembled, elaborate inventories were penned upon scrolls of parchment, to be deposited for the edification of posterity in the archives of the kingdom. the fire-arms and the warlike munitions were transferred forthwith to the grand arsenal; the rich manufactures of the loom were added to the shelves of the palace wardrobes; and the curiosities, including the chinese dancing girls, were carefully immured in the mouldy magazines of mamrat, kondie, and arámba, with labels and tickets setting forth their respective properties, and proclaiming to future occupants of the throne of shoa that these wonders were added to the state treasures by the red men called gyptzis, who came from beyond during the auspicious reign of sáhela selássie.
ere day had dawned, the favourite page was deputed from the king to inquire whether all had slumbered happily. etiquette demanded that our reply should be in the affirmative, but if an estimate were formed from the drenched and miserable aspect of the tent, the report made to the palace must have been far from favourable. in the absence of the cap, which had been lost upon the road, the fly of the marquee was hastily lashed with cords to the pole, and becoming saturated during the night by the pelting storm, it had presently slidden down, and formed a funnel, which completely put an end to sleep.
hajji kásim and izhák, who, with some of their bigoted moslem retainers, had repaired to court to witness the reception of “the christian dogs,” had presented themselves at nightfall, wet, shivering, and famished, to implore food and shelter, which had been denied by the officers of the royal household. upon the principle of good for evil, we gave them abundance to eat, and each of us contributed a share of his bedding, but the untoward fall of the canvass proved equally disagreeable to christian and to mohammadan. drenched to the skin, the true believers, spite of their covering of lard, were fairly swamped where they lay; and the ras el káfilah’s pet korán having been trampled under foot in the confusion attendant upon repitching, he angrily left the tent in the morning by one door, at the moment that the spoiled page entered by the other, grumbling as he went, “allah! how could the sacred volume experience any better fate at the hand of infidels?”
six hundred peasants, who had been pressed on the service of the state from the mohammadan villages of argobba, after transporting the king’s baggage from alio amba to machal-wans, had bivouacked without food or shelter upon the bare saturated ground, and were strewed over the greensward like the slain on a battle-field. as the day dawned, their loud cries of “abiet, abiet,” “master, master,” arose to the palace-gates from every quarter of the valley; but they lifted up their sad voices in vain; and reiterated entreaties for dismissal passing unheeded, i with great difficulty succeeded in purchasing for them a sufficient number of oxen, which were instantly slaughtered, and eaten raw upon the spot.
the sceptic in europe who still withholds his credence from bruce’s account of an abyssinian brind feast, would have been edified by the sight now presented on the royal meadow. crowds swarmed around each sturdy victim to the knife, and impetuously rushing in with a simultaneous yell, seized horns, and legs, and tail. a violent struggle to escape followed the assault. each vigorous bound shook off and scattered a portion of the assailants, but the stronger and more athletic still retained their grasp, and resolutely grappling and wrestling with the prize, finally prevailed. with a loud groan of despair the bull was thrown kicking to the earth. twenty crooked knives flashed at once from the scabbard—a tide of crimson gore proclaimed the work of death, and the hungry butchers remained seated on the quivering carcass, until the last bubbling jet had welled from the widely-severed throat.
rapidly from that moment advanced the work of demolition. the hide was opened in fifty places, and collop after collop of warm flesh and muscle—sliced and scooped from the bone—was borne off in triumph. groups of feasting savages might now be seen seated on the wet grass in every direction, greedily munching and bolting the raw repast. entrails and offal did not escape. in a quarter of an hour nought remained of the carcass save hoofs and horns, and the disappointed vultures of the air assembling round the scene of slaughter with the village curs, found little indeed to satisfy their hunger.
during this general carousal of the grateful host, the smooth-spoken purveyor-general, who was completely at a loss to comprehend the meaning of the liberality extended, advanced with a sleek and pampered band of parasites. the assistance of the unfeeling functionary had been craved in vain, and he now, after casting a contemptuous glance towards the sated serfs, in honied words inquired with obvious surprise, “whether the party had not rested well, that they thus troubled their heads unnecessarily about the worthless bondsmen of the negoos?”
no suitable lodging being obtainable at machalwans, i deemed it advisable to adopt the king’s proposal of proceeding at once into winter quarters at the capital. preparatory to setting out thither we had an audience of the king. “my children,” quoth his majesty, “all my gun-people shall accompany you; may you enter in safety! whatsoever your hearts think and wish, that send word unto me. saving myself, ye have no relative in this distant land. ye have travelled far on my affairs. i will give you what i can, according to that which my country produces. i cannot give you what i do not possess. be not afraid of me. listen not to the evil insinuations of my people, for they are bad. look only unto sáhela selássie. may his father die, he will accomplish whatsoever ye desire!”
the sun shone brightly through the fleecy white clouds, as our party left the wet encampment in the valley, and under an escort of fusiliers took the way to the capital without that regret which is usually felt on quitting the precincts of royalty. a green, swampy meadow led to the foot of the mountains, over which numberless cascades foamed furiously to the plain. supported from the base to the utmost summit by artificial terraces, and clothed with the most luxuriant cultivation, there were parts over which it seemed hardly possible that the plough should have passed at so great an angle. but wheat and barley delight in a dry stony soil, and with a fair proportion of the “former and the latter rain,” will here yield abundant return to those who, by their industry, strive to emulate the prosperity of more happily located neighbours.
from machal-wans to ankóber the distance does not exceed six miles; but the ascent is great and immediate, and the reduction in temperature perceptible at every step. springs gushed out clear and sparkling on either side of the rugged path, and beautiful plants luxuriated in the moist atmosphere. the prospect was altogether delightful, and the change more than ever striking from the hot deserts of the ada?el, which now, at a yet greater depression, stretched away in fading tints to the extreme point of vision.
the latter portion of the road lay through the forest of aferbeine. cedar-like junipers, dried up by the blast of centuries, rearing towards the sky their tall skeleton forms, rocked to every breeze. younger scions of the stock, clothed in a sombre cypress garb, flourished in vigour among the drooping and silvery woira, of which the pensive branches were hoary with ancient moss hanging in fanciful festoons; and saving when the zephyr sighed through the foliage, or a bird whistled from the topmost branch, silence reigned throughout the sylvan scene.
whether in europe or in half-civilised abyssinia, monastic establishments are invariably seated in spots the most romantic. deep in the recesses of aferbeine stands the church and monastery dedicated to tekla ha?manót, an ecclesiastic of extraordinary abilities, who flourished during the thirteenth century, and rescuing the greater portion of the empire from the yoke of usurpation, restored it to the hands of yekweno amlak, the lineal descendant of the ancient ethiopic dynasty. subsequently canonised for his successful exertions in the cause both of church and state, the monk, whose history is obscured with numberless superstitious traditions, is to the present day held in the highest veneration. thrice during the year a festival is held in celebration of his birth, death, and ascension, and by the entire christian population he is regarded as the patron saint of abyssinia.
instantly on emerging from the forest, the metropolis of shoa, spreading far and wide over a verdant mountain, shaped like afric’s appropriate emblem, the fabled sphynx, presented a most singular if not imposing appearance. clusters of thatched houses of all sizes and shapes, resembling bams and haystacks, with small green enclosures and splinter palings, rising one above the other in very irregular tiers, adapt themselves to all the inequalities of the rugged surface; some being perched high on the abrupt verge of a cliff, and others so involved in the bosom of a deep fissure as scarcely to reveal the red earthen pot which crowns the apex. connected with each other by narrow lanes and hedgerows, these rude habitations, the residence of from twelve to fifteen thousand inhabitants, cover the entire mountain-side to the extreme pinnacle—a lofty spire-like cone, detaching itself by a narrow isthmus to form the sphynxs head. hereon stands the palace of the negoos, a most ungainly-looking edifice with staring gable ends, well fortified by spiral lines of wooden palisades. they extend from the base to the summit, and are interspersed with barred stockades, between which are profusely scattered the abodes of household slaves, with breweries, kitchens, cellars, storehouses, magazines, and granaries.
over those portions unengrossed by cultivation or by architecture, shrubs and bushes and great beds of nettles assumed the most luxuriant and lively appearance. huge fallen masses of rock strewed the lower valleys, and others seemed ready to be launched at a moment’s notice upon the clustering habitations; whilst in the distance, the bronze cross of the church of “our lady,” peeping above the dark foliage of the juniper, touched the chord of feelings but little in unison with the wild escort that surrounded us, above whose streaming locks floated bloody emblems, that breathed aught save conformity to the mild tenets of the christian religion.
ankóber, literally translated, signifies the gate of anko. she was queen over the galla tribe, by which this mountain was peopled from the invasion of graan until its reconquest by the crown of shoa, and has bequeathed her name to the narrow winding path which forms the “her” or gate to the suburbs. skirting the brink of a yawning abyss, and scarcely wide enough for the foot of a mule, it is not traversed without a feeling of insecurity, and the labour of a few hours would suffice to render all approach to the capital impracticable, unless to the mountain goat. loud cheers from the whole assembled population, female as well as male, greeted our arrival, for the thunder of our guns in the adjacent valley had given birth to a feeling of respect in the breast of all; nor was it without considerable difficulty that we made our way through the dense crowd that whitened the entire hill-side, and lined every valley. at length we reached a newly erected building fronting the palace, which had been set apart by his majesty for our occupation, and which was now completely thronged by porters, and beleaguered by clamourous spectators.
wistful looks were exchanged as we entered this barn-like and dreary abode, which for months, if not for years, was to form our asylum. a decent new thatch, and a neat basket-work ceiling, did indeed form a roof to the structure, but further, the crude and unfinished shell whereon they rested, could hardly claim the denomination of “a house.”
it rather resembled a den in exeter ’change, or an aviary upon a magnified scale; and the open hide-lashed ribs, being innocent throughout of dab or plaster to choke the interstices, wind, rain, and mountain fog considered themselves to be equally his majesty’s guests, and entitled to the occupation of the uninviting interior. oblong in form, windowless, chimneyless, and provided at either end with a lofty but narrow door, rudely fashioned of massive planks and beams, each of which, in the absence of a saw, had involved the demolition of an entire tree, the edifice yet afforded an unusually favourable specimen of shoan architecture; and to account for its desolate and unfinished condition, it may be proper to add, that the proprietor, who had been honoured with the fair hand of a princess of the blood royal, having a few weeks previously been so unfortunate as to incur the displeasure of his despotic father-in-law, now occupied apartments in the state prison, whilst the management of his estate was, ad interim, considerately undertaken by the crown, without even the preliminary of a fieri facias.
inner walls divided the centre room from two narrow verandahs, intended for the reception of mules, horses, and household lumber. the floor was precisely as nature made it, depressed rather than raised, and little improved by the many recent inundations to which it had been subjected. torrents of muddy water filled the trench which environed the entire structure, and occasionally bursting the banks of the dyke, oozed copiously between the palisades, to cover the soil with artificial lakes; whilst the small open area beyond, into which it disembogued—hemmed in on all sides by rank vegetation, stinging nettles, and half-ruined but noisily inhabited hovels—was, without any exaggeration, eighteen inches deep in honest mire.
although our pilgrimage had at last terminated, the prospect, both within and without, was still far from encouraging. the mercury in fahrenheit’s thermometer stood at 58 degrees, and it became necessary to adopt immediate measures towards the exclusion of the cold driving mist and the whistling wind, which the absence of a fire rendered far from agreeable. the union flag of old england, stretched across the hall, lent the aid of its ample folds to enliven the interior. tent walls and tarpaulins composed tolerably comfortable cabins in the verandah closets. gun-cases, placed on end, and connected by the lid of a chest, formed a temporary table, and with a puncheon as a washing-stand, and two swinging shelves overhead, completed the furniture of each apartment. boxes and bales, as they continued to arrive, were piled around the inner walls, and soon reaching to the ceiling, the appearance of a booth at a country fair, on a rainy day, ere the wares have been exposed for sale, was gradually imparted to this highly unique residency in the capital of shoa.
