Category: Travel Writing

Notes in North Africa Being a Guide to the Sportsman and Tourist in Algeria and Tunisia

_In medias res._ I will not stop to describe my journey to Paris, _viâ_ Folkestone, nor to chronicle the glasses of pale ale--valedictory libations to _perfide_ Albion, quaffed at the Pavilion--nor to portray the sea-sickness of "mossoo," nor the withering indignation of the B...

Chapters

30. CHAPTER XV.

On the steamer _Meludiah_, for Malta, I found a sporting Frenchman on deck. He had been my fellow-passenger from Bona to Tunis, and carried a revolver and a gun; the first for p...

27. CHAPTER XII.

Picturesque Situation of Tunis.--The Horse Market.--Effects of Race.--The Bazaars.--Mohamed Medea.--The Bardo.--The Bey of Tunis.--His Mode of administering Justice.--Prince Puc...

29. CHAPTER XIV.

The second time I went to the ruins I went, like Scipio, to weep, not over Carthage, but the loss of my breakfast; and the more so that it was to have been a very good one--a re...

28. CHAPTER XIII.

I went three times to the "Ruins," and therefore should have been lucky. I was, however, the reverse, both as to seeing anything of the ruins, and also the particular object whi...

20. CHAPTER V.

In the hope of obtaining some reliable information as to hunting prospects, I had in the Caid's lieutenant a fine-looking fellow, rejoicing in the famous name of Abd-el-Kader, t...

18. CHAPTER III.

I have described Algiers as being built on the side of a mountain. The city possesses a commodious and safe harbour, where flutter the colours of every nation, from the red flag...

23. CHAPTER VIII.

On the 28th of March I left Bona in the steamer _Oasis_. The engine broke down shortly after leaving the port, and, as the sails were absolutely useless, we had the pleasant con...

17. CHAPTER II.

Next morning, at eight o'clock, came the waiter with the intelligence--"_Nous sommes dans la baie d'Alger, monsieur, à une heure de la ville._" My desire to see Algiers was vehe...

16. CHAPTER I.

_In medias res._ I will not stop to describe my journey to Paris, _viâ_ Folkestone, nor to chronicle the glasses of pale ale--valedictory libations to _perfide_ Albion, quaffed...

19. CHAPTER IV.

On Thursday, March 8th, after seeing A---- start, by diligence, with innumerable bags of cheviotine (deer-shot), I and Angelo left Algiers with my newly-purchased horses, and, p...

22. CHAPTER VII.

We bade adieu to B----, who had given us letters of recommendation to the Admiral, for a first-class cabin to Bona--a thing difficult to achieve on board the steamers here, as c...

21. CHAPTER VI.

In order to avoid the trouble of carrying our ammunition back with us, we sold the greater portion of it. The snow lay four or five inches deep in the road; we sent to the comma...

25. CHAPTER X.

I started next day with the Umbra, who was remarkable for a long scimitar, and spurs nearly as long. Each time I put my horse to a gallop, he was under the impression that I wan...

24. CHAPTER IX.

On the first of April I rode to Marsa, a little town on the seashore. Angelo's horse seemed rather fresh, and my servant was evidently no Centaur. He came up to me in an olive w...

26. CHAPTER XI.

The next day I rode on to a place called El Greesh, about twenty miles from Sleeman. I wanted to pitch my tent at the base of the purple mountain, outside the village, where I w...

15. CHAPTER XV.

12. CHAPTER XII.

14. CHAPTER XIV.

2. CHAPTER II.

5. CHAPTER V.

8. CHAPTER VIII.

4. CHAPTER IV.

7. CHAPTER VII.

1. CHAPTER I.

3. CHAPTER III.

9. CHAPTER IX.

10. CHAPTER X.

13. CHAPTER XIII.

11. CHAPTER XI.

6. CHAPTER VI.