ABSTRACT
The Queen's birthday. At eight o'clock Mr. Gagliuffi fired a musket, and hoisted the British jack and pennant over the Consulate. At noon, fifty-one discharges of muskets and matchlocks announced the auspicious event to the natives of this city, and to the Tibboos, Tuaricks, Soudanese, Bornouese, and all other strangers of the Sahara and Central Africa. Mr. Gagliuffi had recently brought a cock and hen from Tripoli. The author purchases an Arab gun and pair of pistols from Mr. Gagliuffi, inlaid with silver and curiously wrought, for the sum of 180 mahboubs. An Arab says one must always put other people's thing on his head, and his own under his arm. Then, if there be danger of the things falling off one's head, he must raise his arm, and let fall his own things to save those of others. The author knows that during his whole residence in Mourzuk his mind has been continually occupied in endeavouring to save Government money.
