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mark of kindness for a time, until, suddenly, two young men pinned his arms to his side with the grasp of lions, and the women flourished their long knives in his face. Money was their object, and Mr Riley was forced to hail his companions to bring all they had ashore. A thousand dollars were sent on shore in a bucket. This did not please them ; more was hailed for, and poor old Antonio Michel came ashore. While the natives were busy rifling him, Mr Riley sprung from his keepers, and plunged into the sea. He reached the wreck in safety, but the natives wreaked their disappointment on Antonio, whom they killed on the spot.

The wreck was now fast going to pieces, and it became absolutely necessary to try the long-boat again. Success attended their exertions, and with a live pig, a few pieces of salt pork, a few figs, four gallons of water, and about four hundred dollars in money, they reached the open

The boat leaked so much, as to require constant baling; and the toil of this was so great, together with their inadequate support, that the eleven shipwrecked mariners became soon completely exhausted, and almost callous to their fate. Still they continued at sea for several days, when necessity forced them once more to seek the land This they reached on the sixth day, being carried by a tremendous wave upon a dry and sandy beach. Their boat was now completely useless, and they left the shore by clambering till dark up the line of rocks which forms, as they learned afterwards, Cape Barbas. On finding a convenient spot, they lay down and slumbered soundly till daylight.

Next day, they resumed their march in a miserable condition. Without provisions, with wasted bodies, the heat excessive, their tongues cleaving to the roofs of their mouths, their feet lacerated and bleeding—such is the state Mr Riley describes them to have been in, and his own condition was no less miserable. They had not yet surmounted the high ground on the coast, and were unable to effect it during that day, four miles being the whole of their journey. Next day, Riley discovered a


path which brought him to the summit, and, revived with the hope of finding on the other side some vegetable that might allay his burning thirst, he pushed eagerly forward. Alas! no tree, no shrub, not a blade of grass, met his eye; one uniform expanse of barrenness lay before him. He fell to the earth in despair, and lay for a time insensible. When his companions came to the spot, they too stretched themselves on the ground, exclaiming : ''Tis enough! here we must breathe our last: nothing can live here.' Riley, recollecting that all looked up to him for encouragement, and remembering his wife and children, was the first to throw off despair, and he fortunately persuaded them all to proceed. Still, as evening approached, and neither food nor water seemed any nigher, despair began to enter again into the souls of the wretched party, when one of them suddenly called out: “A light !—the light of a fire!' This diffused new life among them, though, by their leader's advice, they did not approach towards the spot till morning--a circumstance that speaks volumes for his prudence and self-command, since he was in that condition, he confesses, that he would have sold his life for a gill of water. Had they approached by night, they would most probably have been regarded as robbers, and put to death. Their reception in daylight renders this probable. A party of Arabs, watering camels, was the scene which met the eyes of the crew on approaching in the morning the site of the fire. The Arabs instantly surrounded the crew, and stripped every man to the skin, in spite of their imploring looks and signs. A furious contest then commenced for the possession of the prisoners, and the natives cut and hacked each other dreadfully with their scimitars. An agreement was at length made, and the Arabs, who amounted to about one hundred persons, men, women, and children, with nearly five hundred camels, divided into two parties, one of which moved off into the desert with six of the sailors, while the other remained, with Riley, Savage, Clark, Horace, and Dick the black cook. Mr Riley's first nourishment was a drink of brackish water, with a little sour camel's milk squeezed into it. He thought


it of course delicious, and drank so much of it, that a bowel complaint was the consequence.

The party of Arabs with whom Riley and his companions were, after filling a number of water-skins from the brackish wells, set off likewise in a south-east direction. Five camels were selected for the sailors, which the poor men were ordered to mount. The Arabs had saddles, but the five unfortunates found themselves placed on a backbone, barely covered with skin, and sharp as an oar-blade, while their legs were stretched out at full length, as if on the roof of a house. When the whole party set off at a sharp trot, under a broiling sky, the sufferings of the captives became dreadful. Bleeding, and lacerated to the very heels, they could only retain their position by grasping the long hair of the humps behind which they sat. In this state of distress they continued till night, when, seeing no indications of a halt, they prayed to be allowed to follow on foot. The women by whom they were surrounded laughed at their misery, and Riley, at the imminent risk of his neck, slipped from the camel's back. Alas! the ground was covered with sharp flints; and his feet, robbed of their coverings, were cut to the bone at every step, while his merciless keepers drove him onwards.

At midnight, the Arabs halted, and a pint of pure camel's milk was given to each of the captives, which did them much good, though, from their being obliged to pass the night on the bare flints, and the wretched state of their bodies, none of them tasted sleep. Next morning, after only the fourth of a pint of milk was given to each, the march was resumed. They soon came to a small valley, where tents were pitched, and about 150 people asseinbled. Here the captives were kept till midnight without food, and every indignity cast upon them that can be imagined. The women issued from the tents to spit upon them and revile them. A little milk and water was at last brought to them, and they lay down to sleep. Riley mentions a curious circumstance relating to dream of this night. A tall young man, on horseback,

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and in a European dress, visited his slumbers, and bade him not despair, for he should yet see his family and his home. On afterwards seeing Mr Willshire, the cons

onsul, his actual deliverer, Riley recognised, he says, the visitant of his dreams! Whatever we may think of this, the dream lent the unfortunate man patience under his sufferings.

The shipwrecked mariners were here allotted to separate masters, but continued fortunately to journey together in the same direction. During this day, Riley saw Williams, from whom he had been formerly separated; and such was the mate's wretched condition, that he told the captain to convey his last farewell to his wife, as he had no hope of seeing the light of another day. After seven succeeding days of sore travel, the party to which Riley and his companions were attached turned towards the sea-shore, and when they made their evening halt, were met by two strangers, each of whom carried a doublebarrelled gun.

One of the women told Riley, that the strangers were Sidi Hamet and his brother, traders in cloth from the sultan's dominions. Sidi Hamet, fortunately, was a man in whom avarice had not subdued the feelings of humanity. His first act on coming up to the party evinced this. Clark, one of the sailors, was lying on the ground, a perfect wreck of a man, and apparently within a few minutes of perishing from exhaustion. Sidi Hamet gave him water, the first

fresh water they had yet seen, and the poor creature revived wonderfully. Sidi Hamet then, after questioning Riley closely as to his hopes of redemption at Suara or Mogadore, purchased him, though not without much bargaining, from the Arab who claimed him as a slave. After many entreaties, the trader bought also Horace, Clark, and Savage. To Hogan, who had joined Riley's party two or three days before, and to the black cook, Sidi Hamet, in spite of promises and prayers, would have nothing to say.

The new master of the captives caused an old camel to be killed that evening, and gave them the blood, to them delicious food, boiled to the consistence of liver. On the ensuing morning, Burns came up with his master, and being an old man, was bought by Sidi for an old blanket. The captives were now supplied with at least a substitute for clothing, the want of which, in such a clime, had covered their skins with blisters and cracks. Mr Riley got a check-shirt; Clark contrived to cover himself partly with an old sail; the two Savages had obtained goat-skins; and Burns an old jacket.

In this condition, mounted on camels, they set out with Sidi Hamet and his party, in a north-easterly direction, with the view of reaching the sea-coast, by ascending the northern side of the level desert. After nine days' travelling, at the rate of nearly seventy miles a day, they reached the sea on the 6th of October. During this journey, their sufferings were great, though their master relieved them as much as lay in his power. Ever and anon, however, he vented terrible threats against Mr Riley, in case the Europeans at Mogadore should

refuse to ransom them. Their course now lay along the sea-shore, which they continued to traverse with great rapidity, and, on the 19th, reached a stream of clear water among cultivated lands. Excess of joy at the sight of the rivulet so far overpowered them, that they could scarcely move forward to it; and when they did so, they plunged their heads into it like thirsty camels.

After a violent quarrel between the brothers Sidi Hamet and Seid, and several other mischances whiclı threatened to overthrow the now excited hopes of the captives, Sidi at last set out alone for Mogadore, with a letter from Riley, imploring pity from the European consuls, or any other Christians resident there. After an interval of eight days, passed in such suspense as man seldom feels, a messenger came to the captives, bearing a letter from Mr Willshire, the British consul, with instructions to bring the unfortunate men to Mogadore, where Sidi Hamet was detained as hostage for their appearance. After a journey of peril and suffering, of which a villainous father-in-law of Sidi Hamet was the cause, Riley and his companions came in sight of Mogadore, with the English

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