October 19, 1863: Sir Alexander Duff Gordon


_To Sir Alexander Duff Gordon_.
ALEXANDRIA,
_October_ 19, 1863.

We had a wretched voyage, good weather, but such a _petaudiere_ of a
ship. I am competent to describe the horrors of the middle
passage--hunger, suffocation, dirt, and such _canaille_, high and low, on
board. The only gentleman was a poor Moor going to Mecca (who stowed his
wife and family in a spare boiler on deck). I saw him washing his
children in the morning! '_Que c'est degoutant_!' was the cry of the
French spectators. If an Arab washes he is a _sale cochon_--no wonder! A
delicious man who sat near me on deck, when the sun came round to our
side, growled between his clenched teeth: '_Voila un tas d'intrigants a
l'ombre tandis que le soleil me grille, moi_,' a good resume of French
politics, methinks. Well, on arriving at noon of Friday, I was consoled
for all by seeing Janet in a boat looking as fresh and bright and merry
as ever she could look. The heat has evidently not hurt her at all.
Omar's joy was intense. He has had an offer of a place as messenger with
the mails to Suez and back, 60 pounds a year; and also his brother wanted
him for Lady Herbert of Lea, who has engaged Hajjee Ali, and Ali promised
high pay, but Omar said that he could not leave me. 'I think my God give
her to me to take care of her, how then I leave her if she not well and
not very rich? I can't speak to my God if I do bad things like that.' I
am going to his house to-day to see the baby and Hajjee Hannah, who is