"From a town in Fezzan I followed a caravan.On the margin of the sandy desert,in a salt plain,that shone like a frozen lake,and was only covered in spots with light drifting sand,a halt was made.The eldest of the compa- ny—the water-gourd hung at his girdle,and by his head lay...
"I followed a caravan out of one of the towns of Fezzan. The group halted near the sandy desert, on a salt plain, which glittered like an ice field, and was covered to but a small extent with the light drift-sand. The oldest man in the caravan, at whose girdle hung the water ...
and now he was journeying with the caravan across the desert. "For many nights I followed the train.I saw themrest by the well-side among the stunted palms;theythrust the knife into the breast of the camel that had fallen,and roasted its flesh by the fire.My beamscooled the glowing sa...