The apprehensions of the soldiers increased daily, and rose to such a pitch that a great number of them said there was no great city of calm; and that the place bring that name was, like Damanhour, a vast assemblage of mere huts, destitute of everything that could render life comfortable or agreeable.

To such a melancholy state of mind had they brought themselves that two dragoons threw themselves, completely clothed, into the Nile, where they were drowned.

It is nevertheless true that, though there was neither bread nor wine, the resources which were procured with wheat, lentils, meat, and sometimes pigeons, furnished the army with food of some kind.

But the evil was, in the ferment of the mind.
The officers complained more loudly than the soldiers, because the comparison was proportionately more disadvantageous to them.

In Egypt they found neither the quarters, the good table, nor the luxury of Italy.