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of　figures；　and　were　able　to　render　the　impression　of　them　on　a　plane

surface。



Many　of　the　pictures　represent　King　Seti；　drawn　without　doubt　from

life；　for　they　show　us　almost　the　very　features　of　his　mummy；

exhibited　now　in　the　museum　at　Cairo。　At　his　side　he　holds

affectionately　his　son；　the　prince…royal；　Ramses　（later　on　Ramses　II。；

the　great　Sesostris　of　the　Greeks）。　They　have　given　the　latter　quite　a

frank　air；　and　he　wears　a　curl　on　the　side　of　his　head；　as　was　the

fashion　then　in　childhood。　He；　also；　has　his　mummy　in　a　glass　case　in

the　museum；　and　anyone　who　has　seen　that　toothless；　sinister　wreck；

who　had　already　attained　the　age　of　nearly　a　hundred　years　before

death　delivered　him　to　the　embalmers　of　Thebes；　will　find　it　difficult

to　believe　that　he　could　ever　have　been　young；　and　worn　his　hair

curled　so；　that　he　could　ever　have　played　and　been　a　child。



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We　thought　we　had　finished　with　the　Cooks　and　Cookesses　of　the

luncheon。　But　alas！　our　horses；　faster　than　their　donkeys；　overtake

them　in　the　return　journey　amongst　the　green　cornfields　of　Abydos；　and

in　a　stoppage　in　the　narrow　roadway；　caused　by　a　meeting　with　a　number

of　camels　laden　with　lucerne；　we　are　brought　to　a　halt　in　their　midst。

Almost　touching　me　is　a　dear　little　white　donkey；　who　looks　at　me

pensively　and　in　such　a　way　that　we　at　once　understand　each　other。　A

mutual　sympathy　unites　us。　A　Cookess　in　spectacles　surmounts　himthe

most　hideous　of　them　all；　bony　and　severe。　Over　her　travelling

costume；　already　sufficiently　repulsive；　she　wears　a　tennis　jersey；

which　accentuates　the　angularity　of　her　figure；　and　in　her　person　she

seems　the　very　incarnation　of　the　respectability　of　the　British　Isles。

It　would　be　more　equitable；　tooso　long　are　those　legs　of　hers；

which；　to　be　sure；　have　scant　interest　for　the　touristif　she　carried

the　donkey。



The　poor　little　white　thing　regards　me　with　melancholy。　His　ears

twitch　restlessly　and　his　beautiful　eyes；　so　fine；　so　observant　of

everything；　say　to　me　as　plain　as　words：



〃She　is　a　beauty；　isn't　she？〃



〃She　is；　indeed；　my　poor　little　donkey。　But　think　of　this：　fixed　on

thy　back　as　she　is；　thou　hast　this　advantage　over　methou　seest　her

not！〃



But　my　reflection；　though　judicious　enough；　does　not　console　him；　and

his　look　answers　me　that　he　would　be　much　prouder　if　he　carried；　like

so　many　of　his　comrades；　a　simple　pack　of　sugarcanes。







CHAPTER　XI



THE　DOWNFALL　OF　THE　NILE



Some　thousands　of　years　ago；　at　the　beginning　of　our　geological

period；　when　the　continents　had　taken；　in　the　last　great　upheaval；

almost　the　forms　by　which　we　now　know　them；　and　when　the　rivers　began

to　trace　their　hesitating　courses；　it　happened　that　the　rains　of　a

whole　watershed　of　Africa　were　precipitated　in　one　formidable　torrent

across　the　uninhabitable　region　which　stretches　from　the　Atlantic　to

the　Indian　Ocean；　and　is　called　the　region　of　the　deserts。　And　this

enormous　waterway；　lost　as　it　was　in　the　sands；　by…and…by　regulated

its　course：　it　became　the　Nile；　and　with　untiring　patience　set　itself

to　the　proper　task　of　river；　which　in　this　accursed　zone　might　well

have　seemed　an　impossible　one。　First　it　had　to　round　all　the　blocks　of

granite　scattered　in　its　way　in　the　high　plains　of　Nubia；　and　then；

and　more　especially；　to　deposit；　little　by　little；　successive　layers

of　mud；　to　form　a　living　artery；　to　create；　as　it　were；　a　long　green

ribbon　in　the　midst　of　this　infinite　domain　of　death。



How　long　ago　is　it　since　the　work　of　the　great　river　began？　There　is

something　fearful　in　the　thought。　During　the　5000　years　of　which　we

have　any　knowledge　the　incessant　deposit　of　mud　has　scarcely　widened

this　strip　of　inhabited　Egypt；　which　at　the　most　ancient　period　of

history　was　almost　as　it　is　to…day。　And　as　for　the　granite　blocks　on

the　plains　of　Nubia；　how　many　thousands　of　years　did　it　need　to　roll

them　and　to　polish　them　thus？　In　the　times　of　the　Pharaohs　they

already　had　their　present　rounded　forms；　worn　smooth　by　the　friction

of　the　water；　and　the　hieroglyphic　inscriptions　on　their　surfaces　are

not　perceptibly　effaced；　though　they　have　suffered　the　periodical

inundation　of　the　summer　for　some　forty　or　fifty　centuries！



It　was　an　exceptional　country；　this　valley　of　the　Nile；　marvellous　and

unique；　fertile　without　rain；　watered　according　to　its　need　by　the

great　river；　without　the　help　of　any　cloud。　It　knew　not　the　dull　days

and　the　humidity　under　which　we　suffer；　but　kept　always　the　changeless

sky　of　the　immense　surrounding　deserts；　which　exhaled　no　vapour　that

might　dim　the　horizon。　It　was　this　eternal　splendour　of　its　light；　no

doubt；　and　this　easiness　of　life；　which　brought　forth　here　the　first

fruits　of　human　thought。　This　same　Nile；　after　having　so　patiently

created　the　soil　of　Egypt；　became　also　the　father　of　that　people；

which　led　the　way　for　all　otherslike　those　early　branches　that　one

sees　in　spring；　which　shoot　first　from　the　stem；　and　sometimes　die

before　the　summer。　It　nursed　that　people；　whose　least　vestiges　we

discover　to…day　with　surprise　and　wonder；　a　people　who；　in　the　very

dawn；　in　the　midst　of　the　original　barbarity；　conceived　magnificently

the　infinite　and　the　divine；　who　placed　with　such　certainty　and

grandeur　the　first　architectural　lines；　from　which　afterwards　our

architecture　was　to　be　derived；　who　laid　the　bases　of　art；　of　science；

and　of　all　knowledge。



Later　on；　when　this　beautiful　flower　of　humanity　was　faded；　the　Nile；

flowing　always　in　the　midst　of　its　deserts；　seems　to　have　had　for

mission；　during　nearly　two　thousand　years；　the　maintenance　on　its

banks　of　a　kind　of　immobility　and　desuetude；　which　was　in　a　way　a

homage　of　respect　for　these　stupendous　relics。　While　the　sand　was

burying　the　ruins　of　the　temples　and　the　battered　faces　of　the

colossi；　nothing　changed　under　this　sky　of　changeless　blue。　The　same

cultivation　proceeded　on　the　banks　as　in　the　oldest　ages；　the　same

boats；　with　the　same　sails；　went　up　and　down　the　thread　of　water；　the

same　songs　kept　time　to　the　eternal　human　toil。　The　race　of　fellahs；

the　unconscious　guardian　of　a　prodigious　past；　slept　on　without　desire

of　change；　and　almost　without　suffering。　And　time　passed　for　Egypt　in

a　great　peace　of　sunlight　and　of　death。



But　to…day　the　foreigners　are　masters　here；　and　have　wakened　the　old

Nilewakened　to　enslave　it。　In　less　than　twenty　years　they　have

disfigured　its　valley；　which　until　then　had　preserved　itself　like　a

sanctuary。　They　have　silenced　its　cataracts；　captured　its　precious

water　by　dams；　to　pour　it　afar　off　on　plains　that　are　become　like

marshes　and　already　sully　with　their　mists　the　crystal　clearness　of

the　sky。　The　ancient　rigging　no　longer　suffices　to　water　the　land

under　cultivation。　Machines　worked　by　steam；　which　draw　the　water　more

quickly；　commence　to　rise　along　the　banks；　side　by　side　with　new

factories。　Soon　there　will　scarcely　be　a　river　more　dishonoured　than

this；　by　iron　chimneys　and　thick；　black　smoke。　And　it　is　happening

apace；　this　exploitation　of　the　Nilehastily；　greedily；　as　in　a　hunt

for　spoils。　And　thus　all　its　beauty　disappears；　for　its　monotonous

course；　through　regions　endless　alike；　won　us　only　by　its　calm　and　its

old…world　mystery。



Poor　Nile　of　the　prodigies！　One　feels　sometimes　still　its　departing

charm；　stray　corners　of　it　remain　intact。　There　are　days　of

transcendent　clearness；　incomparable　evenings；　when　one　may　still

forget　the　ugliness　and　the　smoke。　But　the　classic　expedition　by

dahabiya；　the　ascent　of　the　river　from　Cairo　to　Nubia；　will　soon　have

ceased　to　be　worth　making。



Ordinarily　this　voyage　is　made　in　the　winter；　so　that　the　traveller

may　follow　the　course　of　the　sun　as　it　makes　its　escape　towards　the

southern　hemisphere。　The　water　then　is　low　and　the　valley　parched。

Leaving　the　cosmopolitan　town　of　modern　Cairo；　the　iron　bridges；　and

the　pretentious　hotels；　with　their　flaunting　inscriptions；　it　imparts

a　sense　of　sudden　peacefulness　to　pass　along　the　large　and　rapid

waters　of　this　river；　between　the　curtains　of　palm…trees　on　the　banks；

borne　by　a　dahabiya　where　one　is　master　and；　if　one　likes；　may　be

alone。



At　first；　for　a　day　or　two；　the　great　haunting　triangles　of　the

pyramids　seem　to　follow　you；　those　of　Dashur　and　that　of　Sakkarah

succeeding　to　those　of　Gizeh。　For　a　long　time　the　horizon　is　disturbed

by　their　gigantic　silhouettes。　As　we　recede　from　them；　and　they

disengage　themselves　better　from　neighbouring　things；　they　seem；　as

happens　in　the　case　of　mountains；　to　grow　higher。　And　when　they　have

finally　disappeared；　we　have　still　to　ascend　slowly　and　by　stages　some

six　hundred　miles　of　river　before　we　reach　the　first　cataract。　Our　way

lies　through　monotonous　desert　regions　where　the　hours　and　days　are

marked　chiefly　by　the　variations　of　the　wonderful　light。　Except　for

the　phantasmagoria　of　the　mornings　and　evenings；　there　is　no

outstanding　feature　on　these　dull…coloured　banks；　where　may　be　seen；

with　never　a　change　at　all；　the　humble　pastoral　life　of　the　fellahs。

The　sun　is　burning；　the　starlit　nights　clear　and　cold。　A　withering

wind；　which　blows　almost　without　ceasing　from　the　north；　makes　you

shiver　as　soon　as　the　twilight　falls。



One　may　travel　for　league　after　league　along　this　slimy　water　and　make

head　for　days　and　weeks　against　its　currentwhich　glides

everlastingly　past　the　dahabiya；　in　little　hurrying　waveswithout

seeing　this　warm；　fecundating　river；　compared　with　which　our　rivers　of

France　are　mere　negligible　streams；　either　diminish　or　increase　or

hasten。　And　on　the　right　and　left　of　us　as　we　pass　are　unfolded

indefinitely　the　two　parallel　chains　of　barren　limestone；　which

imprison　so　narrowly　the　Egypt　of　the　harvests：　on　the　west　that　of

the　Libyan　desert；　which　every　morning　the　first　rays　of　the　sun　tint

with　a　rosy　coral　that　nothing　seems　to　dull；　and　in　the　east　that　of