We left Tfeefleeah early, and went in search of wild-boar; found only their tracks, but saw plenty of partridges and hares; the ground being covered with brushwood and heath, we soonae lost sight of them.  The Arabs were seen on a sudden running and galloping in all directions, shouting and pointing to a hill, when a huge beast was put up, bristling and bellowing, which turned out to be a hyaena.  He was shot by a mameluke, Si Smyle, and fell in a thicket, wallowing in his blood.  He was a fine fellow, and had an immense bead, like a bull-dog.  They put him on a mule, and carried him in triumph to the Bey.  When R. arrived at the camp, the Bey sent him the skin and the head as a present, begging that he would not eat the brain.  There is a superstitious belief among the Moors that, if a person eats the brain of a hyaena he immediately becomes mad.  The hyaena is not the savage beast commonly represented; he rarely attacks any person, and becomes untameably ferocious by being only chained up.  He is principally remarkable for his stupidity when at large in the woods.  The animal abounds in the forests of the Morocco Atlas.  Our tourists saw no lions en route, or in the Jereed; the lion does not like the sandy and open country of the plain.  Very thick brushwood, and ground broken with rocks, like the ravines of the Atlas, are his haunts.

Several Arabs were flogged for having stolen the barley of which they had charge.  The bastinado was inflicted by two inferior mamelukes, standing one on each side of the culprit, who had his hands and his feet tied behind him.  In general, it may be said that bastinadoing in Tunis is a matter of form, many of the strokes ordered to be inflicted being never performed, and those given being so many taps or scratches.  It is very rare to see a man bleeding from the bastinado; I (the author) never did.  It is merely threatened as a terror; whilst it is not to be overlooked, that the soles of the feet of Arabs, and the lower classes in this country, are like iron, from the constant habit of going barefoot upon the sharpest stones.  Severe punishments of any kind are rarely inflicted in Tunis.

The country was nearly all flat desert, with scarcely an inhabitant to dissipate its savage appearance.  The women of a few Arab horsehair tents (waterproof when in good repair) saluted us as we passed with their shrill looloos.  There appeared a great want of water.  We passed the ruins of several towns and other remains.  The camels were always driven into camp at sunset, and hobbled along, their two fore-legs being tied, or one of them being tied up to the knee, by which the poor animals are made to cut a more melancholy figure than with their usual awkward gait and moody character.

We continued our march about ten miles in nearly a southern direction, and encamped at a place called Heelet-el-Gazlen.