This gate, or rather Barbican, is a massive structure of sand-stone.

The outer front (at right angles to the inner) is built against: the

inner stands in its beauty, neither disfigured nor concealed: it is

covered with the richest of those figures with which we are familiar,

under the name of Moresque, or Arabesque; not moulded in stucco, but

carved in stone. All is in ruins, or utterly effaced and levelled,

that this circuit of walls was raised to protect. From the platform

commanding the entrance of the river, we obtained a perfect idea of

the place; and after enjoying for a while the view landward, and the

lashing of the sea upon the bar, we proceeded towards the encampments,

which lay to the south, to visit the walls of the city. They might

seem the ruins of some unheard-of Carthage, rather than of an upstart

village on the extreme border of the world. Running in all directions,

it is puzzling to make out what they exclude or what they enclose--they

are now close--now far off--here intersecting a field--there skirting

the horizon. They are of Tapia; some parts are forty feet in height,

apparently of excessive thickness, and with square solid towers. At one

place they resembled the land wall of Constantinople. The space between

the first and second wall is filled with orange-groves or gardens; the

produce of some of them is 3,000 dollars (600_l._), which would be

doubled if the bar were passable. On our way back we were stopped in

one of the streets by some horsemen, galloping and discharging their

muskets. A little farther on I came suddenly upon Sir F. Palgraves’

likeness, leading a laden ass: a servant was walking behind him doing

nothing. The wealthiest disdain not to perform, like the patriarchs,

the humblest offices; and I was told that the late governor might have

been seen leading his own mules to water.

As we were passing through a narrow lane, the guard stopped and

muttered, “_El Caïd!_” I looked, expecting to see the great man’s

_cortège_, and it was some time before I distinguished the personage

pacing along alone, wrapped in his haïk. The soldiers inclined, and

saluted in a manner new to me. He stopped for a moment, uttered a

few words, and passed on. It seemed as if I had met the proconsul of

Mauritania Tangitana. The fasces only were wanting to the Roman toga

and the Roman port. On returning home I made inquiry concerning him.

The answer was, “He is a just man.” I asked, how then he came to be

governor? the answer was, “He was appointed by the Town.” Supposing

that my ears had deceived me, I repeated the question, and was answered

a second time, “He was appointed by the Town.” The story is as

follows:--

A REVOLUTION IN BARBARY.

The Caïd of Rabat, who had enjoyed his office for twelve years, was

one day surprised by the entrance of a “deputation,” to tell him that

the Town had despatched a messenger to the Sultan to solicit his (the

Caïd’s) removal; and that until they received an answer, their civility

could extend to no act of obedience. The Caïd retreated up stairs, put

his head out of a little top window, and seeing “who and how many”

there were, bowed to “public opinion.” The Caïd was deposed, and fined

40,000 dollars. It so happened that the new Caïd sent them, having been

before at Salee, was better known than trusted; he, therefore, on his

arrival, was informed by the people of Rabat, that they had already

despatched to the Sultan an envoy and this message:--“We do not want

a stranger to govern us, and particularly not this stranger; we have

plenty of our own people who can govern better both for the Sultan and

for us.” The complaisant Sultan on this revoked his second appointment,

and authorised them to choose a Caïd for themselves. Their first choice

fell on a rich merchant named Mike Brittel, who had taken the lead in

the revolt: he declined, and recommended the present Caïd, who was

thereupon chosen. This had happened within the last few weeks; and the

election had been confirmed by the Sultan only since his arrival.

Inquiring as to the security of life and property, I was informed that

at Rabat confiscation was not a penalty for treason. Here no real

property can be held by the Sultan. At Tangier there is confiscation:

the lands there are held of the Sultan, as he came into possession by

the evacuation of the English. At Arzela and Mazagan, the Sultan is

feudal superior, because these are conquered demesnes. This is our

ancient law of treason, based on fealty and homage--as depending upon

fief and benefice.

The following conversation occurred with my host:--

_Q._ Has there been any execution in Salee or Rabat since you have been

here?

_A._ No.

_Q._ Have there been any assassinations?

_A._ Four years ago there was a man killed at Rabat.

_Q._ Why was the murderer not executed?

_A._ Because the Emperor’s answer was, that he had done well: he killed

a man in his harem.

_Q._ Have there been, during these four years, any grave crimes, such

as breaking into houses, robbery, &c.?

_A._ No; not that I have heard of.

_Q._ What then are the crimes which are committed?

_A._ Vegetables and such things are often stolen in the market. Jews

are beaten going to Salee: they are required to give money; but then

that is when the wandering tribes are encamped here.

_Q._ Then you enjoy security and tranquillity?

_A._ Yes.

_Q._ Are the rich persecuted by the Government because of their wealth?

_A._ Yes, but only when they are in the Government service.

_Q._ During these four years, how often have irregular contributions

been raised in the town by the Government?

_A._ The only taxes are upon laden camels and merchandise.

_Q._ What are the exactions to which public servants are exposed?

_A._ They take everything from them.

_Q._ Does that often happen?

_A._ No, not very often.

_Q._ How many incidents of the kind do you recollect?

_A._ The late Caïd had been in office twelve years, and his father

twelve before him. The Emperor then fixed his demand at 40,000 dollars.

The Caïd said, he had not the money to pay. The present Caïd has shown

that he had as much in houses and gardens in Rabat alone.

_Q._ Since he could neither impose contributions on the town, nor

extort money from individuals, how did he accumulate wealth?

_A._ He was a very venal man, and you could do anything with him for

four dollars.

_Q._ His profits then consisted in the corrupt administration of

justice?

_A._ Yes.

_Q._ A Caïd in Rabat may then be guilty of corruption, but not of

violence?

_A._ Of corruption and violence too.

He then related to me the following story:--

“Four months ago, the boy now cooking in the _patio_ rushed in dressed

as a Moor, and throwing his cap on the ground called out, “I am a Jew.

I claim the protection of France and England.” Soldiers followed him,

but I would not let them take him from under my roof. His father was

a renegade. His property (3000 dollars) was placed, on his death, in

the hands of an executor, who--the children under nine years of age

being held to be of their father’s faith--forced him from his mother.

Refusing to profess Islamism, the mother and the boy were confined

apart, and she was beaten to induce her to influence her son. The boy

at last did pronounce the words “La Illah,” &c.; his head was shaved;

the Mussulman dress put on him, and he was about, as is the custom,

to be paraded on horseback through the town, but he recanted. This is

death by the Mussulman law. Those who were present describe the child’s

acts and words as wonderful. He said to the Caïd, “Mahomet has not had

power to convert me, and your acts make me hate his faith.” After this,

he made his escape to the consulate, and the door has been besieged by

persons seeking either to force, or to seduce him away. Frequently the

governor sent me messages about him. On one of these occasions, the

soldiers while sitting in the court, kept constantly calling to him by

the name of “Abdallah,” which they had given him. For some time he took

no notice, and returned no answer. At last he said, “Why do you call

Abdallah? The boy with that name is dead. There is only here Meshod.”

At my request the boy was sent for: he seemed dogged and stupid, and

made very light of his trials. It was with difficulty that I extracted

from him a bare corroboration of the story. On being repeatedly

urged by questions, he said he had answered the Caïd, “I won’t be a

Mussulman; for your religion has no strength. I forgive you my money

that I may be a Jew.” I said to him he ought to be very grateful to the

Consul for having befriended him: his answer was, “I am thankful to

God.”

This was one of the occasions on which the religious feelings of the

people were liable to the extremest excitement. In no Mussulman

country have the Jews been subjected, as in Europe, to processes

for compelling conversion; but, on the other hand, to relapse

after pronouncing the fatal words is a crime for which there is no

forgiveness in the Law, and no power of mercy in the State. The whole

case here rested upon the boy’s having uttered the profession of faith;

yet in the official correspondence which I have perused, this fact is

suppressed.

The persecution in this case arose from the guardian, who would have

been remunerated for the management of the funds by one-third of the

property, had the boy been a Mussulman; but, being a Jew, he could not

inherit from his Mussulman father, and the whole of the property would

go to the Sultan. The Caïd’s profit was out of the counter-bribery of

the guardian and the mother. The circumstances becoming known, general

indignation was aroused against the Caïd. Immediately afterward the

application was made to the Sultan for his removal; and this was one of

the charges preferred against him.

A parallel incident, which occurred five or six years ago, has been

introduced and falsified on the Spanish stage. I repeat it as it was

narrated to me by the Jew, who detailed it to the Spanish Dramatists:--

“A Jewish girl, the daughter of an ill-tempered mother, having been

beaten and in great sorrow, one day ran into the adjoining Moorish

house (at Tangiers the Jews have no separate quarters). The Moorish

women were charmed with her beauty, spoke to her kindly, and advised

her to be like them, and live with them, and she preferring them to

her own people, repeated ‘La Illah,’ &c. The women thereupon went to

the Caïd, and told him that a Jewish girl whose name was Skemish, and

whose face was like her name (Sun), had come to them, and that God had

enlightened her. The Caïd was glad, and sent for her. When she came,

she said that the Moorish women had lied; but they having testified as

before, she was shut in a prison with water only and black bread. The

Caïd then, not knowing what to do, sent to tell the Sultan. Word came

that she should be sent to Fez. The Caïd then sent for the father of

the girl, and said, ‘You must pay me forty dollars for the expenses of

your daughter’s journey.’ But he was poor, and could not pay the money;

and he went lamenting through the streets, and so met the Spanish

Consul, who gave him the forty dollars, and the girl was sent away

with eight soldiers. A traveller overtook them on the way, and joining

company with them inquired her story, and said she deserved death; but

pitying her, he said he would converse with her; so they suffered him.

This was no Moor, but a Jew and a neighbour, who had disguised himself

as a Moor, in order to encourage her to remain steadfast and support

her affliction. When they had come near the city, she was made to halt,

and great honour was prepared for her. Four hundred young men, chosen

from out of the servants of the Sultan, played before her the ‘powder

game.’ Preceded by these, and followed by a great concourse of people,

she was conducted to the palace. Next day the lady of the Harem came

to her. She kissed her between the eyes; made her sit down by her side;

told her maidens to bring rich clothes, and clothed her with them;

and then taking her by the hand, they walked in the palace and the

gardens, and the lady said, ‘All these things shall be yours, and you

shall have a prince for a bridegroom.’ The Jewess answered to the lady,

‘What matters it to the bird whether its cage be of ivory or of reed,

or whether it be hung in a palace or a hut?’ After several days, word

was brought to her, that she must get ready and come to the Sultan.

She came before the Sultan, and he called her, ‘My dear Skemish,’

and made her sit down beside him, and he was eating kusscousoo, and

he said to her ”Eat.“ But she said, ‘I am a Jewess, and cannot eat

kusscousoo prepared by your people.’ The Sultan said, ‘Islam is true.’

But she answered him boldly. Then three baskets were brought, one with

embroidered clothes, in another precious stones, and in another pearls:

‘These,’ said he, ‘are the marriage gifts I had prepared for you, and

you shall choose a bridegroom of the sons of the Caïd’s.’ But she

answered him as before. He then became very angry, and said, ‘Now your

blood shall run like water on the earth;’ and she answered, ‘I am ready

to die.’ She was then given over to the Caïd to be judged according

to the law as an apostate. The Caïd, when he found that his words did

not persuade, nor his threats move her, assembled the rabbis and the

elders of the Jews, and said to them, ‘If this maiden, once a Jewess,

remain thus perverse, the Sultan will assuredly slay not her only, but

every Jew in Fez. Advise then what you shall do.’ So the elders went

to her in the prison, offering to absolve her of the sin, and telling

her that it was better for one soul to perish than the whole people.

She answered, ‘Every man must bear his own burden: the blood of all

the people will not save me: I will not do this thing.’ And the Jews

went out wondering. The Caïd then sent word, that on the next morning

he would come with a _crown of laurel_ (such was the word) in one

hand, and the (paper, for her execution,) in the other. On the morrow,

when the prison door was opened, she was kneeling on the ground, and

remembering the words of the Sultan, she said, ‘Let my blood now run

on the earth like water.’ So the Caïd was sorrowful, closed the door,

and came again on the morrow, and found her kneeling in the same place,

and again she repeated the same words; so it was appointed that she

should die on the next market-day. And when the day came, four criers

were sent forth to proclaim that a Jewish woman was to die, for she

had reviled the prophet. When she was brought to the market-place, in

the midst of a great concourse from the town and neighbouring country

assembled for the market, she prayed to have a pair of trowsers;

‘lest,’ said she, ‘in the struggles of death, I should expose my

nakedness; and some water, that I may wash and pray.’ Whilst she was

washing and clothing herself, the executioner waved before her eyes

a long knife, but she would not look on it, and having finished her

prayer, she offered to him her neck; but he cut with the edge only,

‘for,’ said he, ‘when she sees the blood she will love life;’ but she

called out ‘Your law commands you to kill, but not to torture me.’ And

on that word he struck off her head and spat upon it.

“The Jews of Fez obtained the body on the payment of 3000 dollars,

and gathering it up with the blood in a linen sheet, interred it with

great lamentation, and they built over it a tomb like that of a saint,

and those who are afflicted with disorders go to pray there, and are

cured.”[199]

Compare with this, the story in Maccabees of the mother and seven sons,

who suffered death rather than eat forbidden meat.

FOOTNOTES:

[198] From םרע haram, to heap up; the term was applied to the banks of

tombs and the dams of rivers. Avienus considers these Harmata to be

relics of the causeway which Hercules constructed to bring over the

oxen of Geryon.

[199] The name given to the girl was “_Sol_,” as the story was told me

in Spanish. It is the habit of those who themselves give descriptive

names, to translate the names of other languages. I have therefore

restored the Hebrew word and name, in which language the sun is

feminine.

CHAPTER II.

RABAT.

I went to-day up the river in a barge belonging to one of the schooners

in the harbour. We landed at the bottom of the harbour to visit the

great tower. It is about seventy feet square, and under two hundred in

height, but was never finished. The facing of one of the angles has

been stripped off by lightning, showing the interior of the masonry,

which is composed throughout of stones exactly squared. The wall at

the upper part is between six and seven feet thick. It is ascended by

an inclined plane, up which a carriage might be driven. The centre

is an inner tower composed of five stories of square halls, with the

roofs in stucco, like the Alhambra. The outside is figured and carved.

In simplicity and grace, “Hassan” exceeds the Giralda no less than in

dimensions. Whoever has seen the Giralda, will know how much the name

enhances the charm of that structure. This personification, which to

us is an abnormal effort, and belongs to an ecstatic state, is part

of their daily life. We may be poetic; they are poetry. The sword of

Antor, the sword of Amra Ibn Maad,[200] the horn of Timour had each

its name; and I never hear a bugle without a thrill, having, as a

child, delighted in the history of the latter hero. Those who gave a

man’s name to a tower, would be horror-struck at a man’s name given to

a dog. The tower “Hassan” calls up the siege of Jerusalem and Lower

Antonia. There all the towers had names--Hippicus, Piphunis, Mariamne:

so the gates had names, as Genuath; but the gates, like those of Rabat,

were probably structures exceeding the towers in dimensions.

The staircase has been rendered impracticable both at the entrance and

near the top, but we clambered up by the aid of holes in the walls.

We could now take in the fortifications of Rabat. The whole forms a

triangle, the sides of which are the river and the sea-coast; the

apex is the Cazata on the point of Rabat. It covers a space of ground

considerably larger than Granada.

Adjoining the tower there is a large cistern with ten parallel walls

running half through it, and beyond this, the extensive area of

a mosque with many of the columns standing. They are of granite,

unpolished. A century ago a missionary mentions the mosque as unroofed,

with three hundred and sixty columns. This group of buildings is

surrounded by massive walls in _Tapia_ with turrets.

Wherever elsewhere are found monuments of past splendour, the race

has disappeared, or it lives in subjection to some other people. Here

the descendants of the people who reared these edifices, still dwell

unconquered around. They gaze upon them with stupid wonder, knowing not

whether they are the works of genii or their fathers.

The magnificent remains spread around were the creation of a single

reign, and had one date of maturity and desolation. What measure do

they not give of the power of Morocco, in the time of our Henry I.?

Like the pyramids, they were reared by captive hands; they were bedewed

with Gothic blood, and Christian sweat and tears. To forty thousand of

the Christian slaves employed in them, the Emperor had promised freedom

on their completion, and he gave them liberty to choose a district for

their habitation. His ministers represented that such a colony would

be dangerous. “My word,” said the Emir el Moslemin (Miramolin) “is

passed for freedom, and what is freedom without the means of protecting

it?” They were settled in the mountains to the east of Fez. Wives were

given to them, and they were called _Shabanets_, from Shaban, the name

of the month in which the removal took place. For some generations

they preserved their language and religion, and three hundred years

afterwards we find them a powerful tribe at war with the Moorish

sovereign. The Shabanets were at that time undistinguished from the

surrounding population in manners, languages, and _religion_. There

is no trace of persecution for religion, and their contests with the

princes of Morocco were for their civil rights.

That war of borders and of centuries between Moor and Goth, must have

been, in part, the image of the kidnapping of Africa as carried on

to-day. The common prisoner for us is an encumbrance, for them he was

the chief booty. The estimating of the value, and the distribution of

the shares amongst the captors, were defined and arranged by a peculiar

code. A captive, for instance, made from a fortress within cross-bow

range, belonged to the captor on payment of a fifth of the value to the

king. Beyond cross-bow range the captor received a third of the value

from the governor who got the slave.

This treatment of a captive shocks our sense of military honour, and so

the lesson which war ought to teach is lost--that each is answerable in

his person and fortune for his nation’s acts. The judicial and sacred

character of war remains so long only as the captive is treated as a

guilty man. Our civilization respects in the prisoner the professional

man, because it has converted war from the execution of a sentence into

a trade. Riley relates a conversation with some of the tribe on the

borders of the Timbuctoo desert. “We cannot,” said they, in answer to

his remonstrances, “give quarter, because they ought to die who give

us cause to use our weapons. We will not take quarter if vanquished,

because we will not be beholden for life to such men.” He describes the

tribe as peculiarly harmless.

From the tower we proceeded two or three miles up the river to orange

groves on the low ground, belonging to the late governor, which

appeared utterly deserted, and the fruit lay rotting under the trees.

Our European sailors loaded their boats with fruit, and decorated it

with branches bearing fruit and flowers. I fancied the companions of

Hercules must have done something of the same kind.

We found here a party of the Sultan’s troops, who were giving and

receiving a treat from each other. There were various little fires and

round trays of tea: they hailed us and made us land, and we had to

drink tea with them. There was a nephew of the Emperor amongst them, a

fine lad, almost black, with beautiful Greek features approaching to

that Abyssinian cast, some individuals of which have appeared to me to

be the most wonderful specimens of the human race. Homer was of the

same opinion.

Several Spanish renegades were pointed out to me: they were criminals

who had escaped from the Spanish presidio. The Moors spoke of them

without contempt; the Jews told me they were much esteemed. I had

been told at Ceuta that few attempted to escape, and that, when they

did, they came back again, in consequence of the bad treatment they

received. The Spaniards have an “extradition” treaty with the Moors,

but here that modern infamy meets its reward--the deserters become

Mussulmans. How different the present practice of converting the

fortresses on the frontier into depôts for culprits, from that ancient

practice of the Spanish kings, by which the frontier fortresses were

sanctuaries. When reading those old charters, I had imagined that the

object was to people them, and such is the explanation given by the

Spanish legal writers; but now I saw the real purpose,--which was

to afford the malefactor, who had already escaped from punishment,

relief from apostacy. The malefactor was sheltered for a year and a

day, and was then free. He would have been kept there for life, had

the object been to people the fortresses. This is further confirmed by

the singular privilege of these sanctuaries to receive women who had

run away from their husbands, and once within them they are freed from

the bonds of matrimony. These provisions will be found in the Charter

of Ferdinand IV., granted to Gibraltar, and afterwards confirmed by

Alonzo XI. From the benefits of the sanctuary were excepted only

traitors--those who had delivered up castles--those who had broken the

king’s peace, or seduced their lord’s wife.

Thus Moses separated three cities of refuge “on this side Jordan

towards the sun’s rising;”[201] that is, on the side of the enemy and

on his border. The period of sojourn was contingent on the life of the

high-priest.

Among the renegades are to be found the scourings from all regions of

the earth; Spain, France, Russia, Belgium, Prussia, Turkey, Tartary,

Egypt, and the whole coast of Africa. Nigritia and Central Africa may

be added to the list; as the slaves may rather be considered outcasts

who find a home, than free men reduced to servitude. Poles they have

here in Africa, it is true; but as “_condottieri_” only. There are

representatives of every race, and records of every conspiracy and

rebellion. They number four hundred in the camp, and two thousand

throughout Morocco. The police is so strict, that it is impossible

that one of them should ever return. Dante might here have got the

suggestion for his inscription over the gates of hell.

There were formerly a great many emigrants from Algiers. They have

died and wasted away: as the French colonization has advanced, they

have retreated before it: they have preferred abandoning the graves of

their fathers, their homes, their substance, their friends, to living

where the Fih ruled. Such an emigration must not be compared to that of

Poland, or to the victims of any European revolution. There was here

no dread of vengeance and no proscription. They departed in anguish of

heart, and Morocco for them was no land of promise. Of many who had

acknowledged themselves as Fih subjects, that have come to Gibraltar in

a state of destitution, not one has ever applied at the consulate for

pecuniary relief. The Consul has repeatedly proffered assistance; it

has in every case been declined. This getting out of the way of their

conquerors is strikingly pictured in the address of an old Moor to the

captor of Gibraltar:--

“SIRE,--What have I done to your race? I lived in Seville when your

great-grandfather, the King Don Fernando, besieged and took that

place, and I went to Xerez. Then came your grandfather, Don Alonzo,

and conquered Xerez, and I went to live at Tarifa. Then came your

father, Don Sancho, and took Tarifa. Finding that we could not live

in any city of Spain, I came to Gibraltar: now you have come by sea,

besieged and taken it. I beg that you will order a vessel for me, that

I may cross the sea, and not see so much sorrow before my eyes.”[202]

Christian slavery in Morocco, and the intercourse resulting from it

with the princes and religious orders of Europe, would form a very

interesting volume. It ought not, however, to be forgotten that

the Christians set the example.[203] In Morocco the Rovers were no

tractable subjects. Even when they were reduced to obedience, and one

of the Sultans applied to Charles XII. for aid in quelling those of

Tunis and Algiers,[204] who had supported the fraternity of Salee

against himself, these princes, who would not recognize the Sultans of

Constantinople, entered into friendly relations with the Roman Pontiff.

Even on religious matters, the following extract will show, and will

confirm, what I have elsewhere asserted, that the disappearance

of Christianity from the soil of Africa is not attributable to

persecution. While Henry, the first of European monarchs, was putting

himself in open opposition to the Church, and setting her highest

recognised authority at defiance, that authority received an unexpected

recognition and homage from a Saracen and semi-barbarian sovereign

in Africa. Annazir, the Mahometan ruler of Mauritania Sitifensis,

sent to Rome a Christian priest, Servandus by name, with the request

that he might be consecrated bishop of the church then existing at

Hippo. Gregory’s answer to this prince announced his compliance with

the Saracen’s desire, and the due consecration of the designated

prelate. He thanked Annazir for his liberation of many Christians in

his kingdom from slavery, and for his promised manumission of more.

“This goodness,” he said, “God the Creator of all things, without whom

we cannot do, or even think anything that is good, hath breathed into

thine heart. He that lighteth every man that cometh into the world,

hath in this thy purpose enlightened thy mind, for there is nothing

of which the Almighty God, who would have all men to be saved, and

who is not willing that any should perish, more highly approves than

that, next to the love of his Maker, a man should cultivate that of

his neighbour, and do nought to others which he would not that they

should do to him; and this charity, due from and to all men, is more

especially required between you and ourselves; who believe and confess,

though in a different way, one God; and who both daily praise and adore

Him, as the Creator of all ages, and the governor of the world.”[205]

If religious fanaticism was displayed in the acts which provoked the

retaliation of the Moors, never was Christian charity more fervently

exhibited than in the efforts made, and the suffering undergone, to

redeem the captives. For this work of redemption two monastic orders

were established. “The Trinitarians,” was founded by one Matta, and by

Felix de Valois, in 1198. Innocent III. confirmed and encouraged the

institution. It was a mendicant order. The friars wore a white habit,

with a red and blue cross on the breast. The rule was that of St.

Augustine, “to gather and carry alms into Barbary for the redemption

of slaves,” to which purpose one-third of the revenue of each house

was to be applied. They had thirty-nine houses in England, and nine in

Scotland.

The “Merced,” or more properly the military religious order of “Our

Lady of Mercy for the Redemption of Captives,” was founded in 1225 by

Peter of Nolasco, who had served under De Montfort. It consisted of

knights and friars. The friars were in holy orders, and therefore could

not shed blood. The knights guarded the coast against the Saracens,

but were obliged to keep choir when not on duty. The friars wore a

white habit: the knights were dressed like seculars, but wore a white

scapular on which, as on the habits of the friars, were embroidered

the royal arms of Arragon. To the three religious vows this order

added a fourth,--to devote their whole substance, and their liberty,

if necessary, to the ransoming of slaves; remaining in the place of a

slave if they could not otherwise obtain his release. This order being

relieved from certain domestic austerities, they were obliged to go

barefoot, and were called Das Calsos,[206] observing the strictest

poverty, solitude, and abstinence.

In former times there was in these regions a most extraordinary traffic

in Russian slaves of both sexes, and eunuchs. The Arabs called them

Siklah (Silaavo). Abderachman III. had a body guard of them, splendidly

accoutred. They rose to high offices in the State. One, named Wadha,

was vizier to Hisham II. of Cordova; another, Naga, to Ibn Edris,

Sultan of Ceuta, and Malaga. They even attained to sovereign power, and

founded dynasties, as Lahayr and Keyran, both of Valentia.

5th of December.

This being Friday, the Sultan went in state to the mosque at the

Alcazar. He passed between two lines of troops from his country box, a

distance of three miles. I had an opportunity of seeing him from the

roof of the consulate, as he passed along the brow of the hill to the

Alcazar gate. He rode a white horse. When he came in sight there was

a general exclamation from those on the roofs. “A white horse!” They

all turned round and smiled, and beckoned to each other, and general

joy seemed to be diffused. The Sultan rides a white horse! The colour

of the horse denotes the humour of the prince; white being, of course,

that of joy and gladness, and the other shades accordingly. Muley

Ismael distinguished thus:--when he rode a red horse, he had a lance or

sabre; when he rode a black one, a musket and gunpowder. In the Arabian

Nights there is something like this,[207] in commenting on which Mr.

Lane mentions (and I can also confirm), that the Turks signify anger

against any class of their tributaries by issuing the Harutch papers of

a red colour, and adds, “To exhibit the striking and dramatic spectacle

described by our author may, I conceive, be more effective than any

words could be.” In this way the black flag of the pirate has been

selected, and the red flag of the rover. Next to the flag the war-horse

is the shield for this blazon. Thus we have in the Revelation the pale

horse of death. The idea is beautifully paraphrased in a sentence of

the old Chevalier Fabian Phillips. “The pale horse of death, and the

red of destruction, rode up to their bridles in blood.”

The Sultan wore a green bournous with the hood up. A man on each side

fanned him. This hooded people had thrown back the capes of their

sulams and the folds of the haïk from off their heads, so that the

aspect of the crowd was suddenly changed, and the universal white was

now considerably mingled with red and blue.[208]

I was much gratified at seeing, even from a distance, the chief of

this singular empire, the manner of his march, and the greeting of

his people, which is by bending down and raising up the body, and

continuing to do so until he has passed.

I received a message to say, that orders had been given to conduct me

over every place, not excepting his own residence. This was a most

acceptable communication, as I found myself gradually falling into the

condition of a prisoner.

After the ceremony of the mosque was over, several of the chief men

came in. These visits were uninterrupted till night. I have seldom

passed so interesting a day.

The revolution in the town, I suspect, _is not yet completed_. The

Sultan has been now a month here. He never remained so long before, and

this is a season of the year when it has been the undeviating practice

of Moorish Sultans to be at the capital. The Baïram approaches; on the

day after which, the list of functionaries for the ensuing year is

published. The changes are then made. Then comes the reckoning between

the Sultan and his servants. The chiefs are assembled, with their

retainers, from all parts of the empire, so that he has the opportunity

and the means of taking vengeance. The forms of a _placitium_ prevail,

and there may be points of real, as well as traces of apparent,

resemblance between a divan of a Moorish Sultan, and the Wittenagemotte

of a Saxon King. The Sultan publicly alleges his charges against the

governors who are removed, and the people on their part have free

access, and can accuse and petition.

The holding of the Baïram here, and not at Fez or Morocco, seems to

be a case of Mahomet coming to the mountain. It is not a rebellious

governor, but a refractory town. Rabat has the reputation of

stubbornness. This perhaps renders it more difficult and dangerous for

the Sultan to overlook the recent events, while it imposes on him the

necessity of taking his measures with precaution. Without exciting

alarm, or at least justifying measures of resistance, or even of

precaution, he collects 50,000 men round the town.

One of my visitors this day was Mike Brittel. If I am to judge by his

words or his air, never was city in the enjoyment of profounder repose,

or man of more perfect felicity.

In the time of the late Emperor, Muley Mahomet, they killed and

quartered their Caïd, and made the Jew butchers hang up the flesh

in the shambles. It was so exposed for three days, ticketed at two

blanquillos a pound. Then they came in troops to cheapen it, and haggle

with the Jews who were instructed to maintain the two blanquillos.

The Sultan marched against the city, but the people withdrew into the

Alcazaba, and presented so imposing a front that he was content with an

accommodation.

Civilized and philosophical Germany can riddle the body of a minister;

but let us not compare such an act with the shambles of Rabat. The

one is the frenzy of a people which cannot help itself; the other is

vengeance--savage, if you like--but vengeance for crimes, applying a

salutary lesson to those who are to follow. Such is the difference

between the two conditions of existence. No reactions and no vengeance

can profit where social evil springs from theory and legislation. Where

the evil is the act of man, vengeance comes, like the storm, to clear

the atmosphere, thus compensating for the ruin it has wrought.

I met at a house where I was visiting to-day, the governor of El Garb,

whose encampment lies opposite our windows. I was told that he is

chief of two millions of souls. His rule extends from the river to the

neighbourhood of Tangier. There was nothing in his outward appearance

to distinguish him from any other Moor: he went away unceremoniously,

followed by a single attendant. The master of the house served me

with coffee himself, and fancying that I liked milk, went down to the

kitchen and brought up in his hands a basin of curds. Coffee is not in

use, but it was especially prepared for me as a Turkish compliment. The

coffee about which the French papers made so merry, as finding it all

ready at Isly, was no proof that Marshal Bugeaud was unexpected, but

the reverse.

The sellers of water use a little bell, which carries us back to

Canaan. The Jews had bells to their garments; bells are still used

in their synagogues, and ring every time the Bible is produced. The

bells of the Etruscans were not to the Roman taste. Bells did not

pass with Christianity from Judæa through Greece to Europe. In Greece

they are not in common use, and wherever they are found, are a modern

innovation. In all the primitive districts, a bar of metal, or a

sounding board, supplies their place; and a small one is beaten by the

hand through the streets, before matins and vespers. The Spaniards have

bells to their churches; but not, as the mode of ringing them shows,

derived from us. They strike them with the tongue, just as the Greeks

do their sounding board with the hammer, and a peal from the bells of

a Spanish town recalls a manufactory of steam-boilers, and a street of

coppersmiths. There is no indication of bells amongst the Arabs, nor in

any other ancient country: they belong to the Jews and Etruscans.

Barbary has furnished with caps the Western World. From the Atlantic

to the frontiers of Persia, a cap is known by no other name than

_Fez_. In Europe it goes by the name of _Tunis_ (_Bonnet de Tunis_),

in Morocco it is called _Shashia_. It is pointed like a sugar-loaf,

with a small blue tuft at the top. Throughout the East it is worn under

the turban. In Constantinople, now that they have dropped the turban,

they wear it large and full; but the Shashia of Barbary is precisely

that worn by the Flamens of Rome. With the slightest modification--and

a modification which is not at present unknown here--it becomes the

Phrygian cap. Phœnicia being the link between Phrygia[209] and Barbary,

the cap and its colour would seem to belong to Tyre. It is singular

that to the Easterns our head-dress should be the symbol of license,

while theirs to us is the emblem of liberty; and still more so to find

that both have come from a people who are the type of barbarism; for

Barbary has given hats to the women as well as caps to the men. These

hats are made of straw, like Leghorn bonnets, and with little tufts

of many-coloured silks: thence, probably, the metaphor of women being

crowns of glory to their husbands.

They have another usage which renders it more complete and distinct.

When I was first at Tetuan I met a brother of the Caïd, who

subsequently was ambassador at Paris. His haïk was over his head, but

he threw it off, and then came out a bald pate. Being the first time

that I had seen a shaved head in public,--I was very much astonished,

and inquired into the reason, and it was told me that _he was not

married_,[210] and in Barbary, is not permitted to put on a cap till

then. In the Sock at this place, I had subsequently seen men from the

interior with bald heads, and a rope of camel’s hair round them. It

is remarkable and picturesque, and suggests the idea of the crown of

thorns. It did not at the time occur to me, that the rope or band round

the head,--for I have afterwards seen it a band of platted palmetto

leaf--was the distinctive sign of the single, as the cap was of the

married, so that I cannot affirm it to be so: the usage may now,

indeed, have worn out. At all events, it is singular to find here the

fillet round the bare head, and the cap only worn after marriage, while

in the Highlands, there is the _snood_, or fillet, for the unmarried

girls, and the cap, or _much_ for the married woman. The Gaelic name

for the cap, is properly _carachd_ (cruch), but _much_ is common

north and south: now _much_ is a Hebrew word applying to some soft

and delicate but unknown substance.[211] It is supposed to mean silk;

the snood has always the epithet of “silken,” and a peculiar silken

kerchief completes the head-dress of the Jewesses of Barbary. The name

for the stuff has therefore been given to the dress when adopted by the

Galatean women in India, just as the name of the dress in the case of

cotton,[212] has been transferred to the substance.

In Solomon’s Song it appears that the practice of the Jews was for

the mother to crown the son on his marriage-day; but the word which

we translate crown, conveys also the idea of covering the head, or

putting a cap upon it. That some similar usage must have prevailed in

ancient Greece, or some rite been introduced amongst the Greeks with

Christianity, is shown in the expressions at present in use. Instead

of saying “He married such a one,” they say, “He _crowned_ such a one.”

In Servia the bride wears a crown, or rather, a cap of flowers, and she

preserves it--not the same flowers,--for a whole year.

The connection of the fillet and the snood, is rendered more probable

by that of the Shashia and the Highland bonnet. These are the two

kinds, the flat, (liena) and the point (viruch). The latter has been

nicknamed “Glengarry.” It owes its peculiarity to the slit; something

very like it may be seen in the tombs of Egypt. The flat one has now

generally got the addition of a chequered border, but that variation

was introduced by the Regent Murray. It is, however, still worn without

the border, and then it is a variety of the Shashia. It has preserved

the two original colours, though it has exchanged them, the bonnet

being blue, and the tassel red. Amongst the Basques it may be still

seen red with a tassel blue.

On my return home, I found the colonel of the regular troops, who

had come to pay me a visit. He was pacing the cancellaria; he was

smoking a cigar, and he was spitting on the floor:--I recoiled from

the triple abomination. I am perfectly aware that an Englishman will

see nothing extraordinary in the former two, as they would not be

so in himself, nor an American in the third. I supposed he must be

a renegade, but he was only an Algerian who had lived some time at

Gibraltar. Having served at Constantinople, he opened at once his

heart to me, and poured forth complaints against the Moors. No one

had shown him civility, and he could not even get a bath (there are

no public ones). This unburdening of his mind was followed by a flow

of spirits: he sent for his uniform, displayed it, dressed in it, and

then sate down to dinner. While seated on a chair at a table, with a

tumbler of wine in his raised hand, in walked two attendants of Mustafa

Ducaly, bearing the usual dish or tray of kuscoussoo. He was struck

mute and motionless; the untouched goblet was replaced on the table,

and presently he arose and withdrew.

The uniform which is to displace this ancient and magnificent costume,

is a caricature of us, as much as a scandal to the Moors; yet it is

paraded as a necessary condition of learning the use of arms. In the

last century, the Spanish army, indignant at the introduction of the

Prussian discipline, exclaimed, “With the old tactics we raised Charles

V. to the throne of Germany, and Philip V. to that of Spain; we put Don

Carlos on the throne of Naples, and conquered Parma and Oran:” no doubt

the argument was inconclusive. But to tell the Saracens that their

costume is unfit for military purposes, was reserved for the genius of

the nineteenth century. Shoe-strings at Versailles announced that the

revolution was accomplished; a neckcloth sealed the fate of the khans

of the Crimea; so button-holes at Rabat seem to presage, not that a

barrier is raised in Morocco to the French, but that the sceptre of

the Sheriffs is passing away.

Mehemet Ali’s uniform at least followed, while it disfigured, the dress

in use. This one is a complete change; the bare leg, the distinctive

mark of the Moor, has disappeared. The cap, their own original

shashia,--the peaked cap of liberty,--is, for “fashion’s sake,” changed

to the round shallow one of Egypt; cuffs and collars, the gracefulness

of which so struck Napoleon, when he saw Eastern clothing, are the

salient features of this tailoring invasion; which, after desolating

Spain, has now fallen upon Morocco. Tertullian, in his letter on the

“Toga and the Pallium,” ridicules the Africans of his day, for copying

from Italy a dress which the ancestors of those Italians had borrowed

from their own: what would he have said now?

The new uniform was of course of all sorts of tints and colours, from

chocolate to pink.

FOOTNOTES:

[200] Jamsamia.

[201] Deut. iv. 41-43.

[202] Ayala, p. 1333.

[203] Al Makbari, passing by Malta, exclaims, “That accursed island,

from the neighbourhood of which whoever escapes may well say, that he

has deserved favour;--that dreaded spot, which throws its deadly shade

on the pleasant waters of the Mediterranean--that den of iniquity and

treason, that place of ambush, which is like a net to circumvent the

Moslems that sail the seas!”

[204] “The regal power allotted to us makes us common servants to our

Creator; then of those persons whom we govern; so that, observing

the duties we owe to God, we distribute blessings to the world. In

providing for the public good of our states, we magnify the honour

of God, like the celestial bodies, which, though they have much

honour, yet only serve for the benefit of men. It is the excellence

of our office to be instruments whereby happiness is distributed to

the nations. Pardon me, sir, this is not to instruct; for I know I

speak to one of a more clear and quick sight than myself; but I speak

thus because God hath been pleased to grant me a happy victory over

some part of those rebellious pirates that have so long molested the

peaceful trade of Europe.”

[205] Bowden’s Life of Gregory VII., ii. 158.

[206] See Mahomedan Dynasties of Spain, pp. 74-381.

[207] “Now when the morning came, the Khaleefeh went into the saloon

(his sitting-room), and found the eunuchs stupified with _benj_. So he

awoke them, and, putting his hand upon the chair, he found not the suit

of apparel, nor the signet, nor the rosary, nor the dagger, nor the

handkerchief, nor the lamp; whereupon he was violently enraged, and put

on the apparel of anger, which was a suit of _Red_, and seated himself

in the council-chamber.”

[208] So in Spain, the men on entering the church drop the cloak from

the shoulder, and likewise when speaking to a superior. In Southern

Africa they bare the upper part of the body. The Abyssinian, as a sign

of respect, throws off his clothing to the waist.--_See the captives on

Egyptian monuments._

[209] The Phrygians were, I imagine, of the same race. They were

also called Brebers, and thence the Greek word _barbarians_, which

originally was no word of reproach, but designated that _other_ people

of Asia Minor (Phrygians, Mysians, Lydians, &c.), whom we are now

beginning to know in the marbles of Xanthus.

[210] “The young men,” says Marmol, writing in the middle of the

sixteenth century, “shave the head and beard until they are married,

when they allow the beard to grow, and the tuft of hair on the crown of

the head.”--_Africa_, vol. ii. p. 3.

“Men of all ranks and conditions,” says a writer at the beginning of

the last century, “are obliged to wear caps after they are married; and

till then all their youths, even the king’s sons themselves, commonly

go bareheaded. They wear no hair under their red caps (but are close

shaved), except a lock upon the top of their heads.”--_An Account of

Barbary_, p. 42.

[211] “Baal Aruc יצבנב ועלבו ךימ _Much Hebraice et vernaculo sermone

Bambace_. ךפ in materiâ vestium est mollior omnis lanæ “linique et

gossifii lanugo”.”--BOCHART, _Chan._ lib. i. ch. 45.

[212] תנתכ (Gen. xxxvii. 3), whence χιτών. Gaelic, _coot_, from which

the English _coat_, which never is of cotton.

CHAPTER III.

THE JEWS AND JEWRY IN RABAT.

December 7th.

The Cazaba, the fortress with the beautiful gate, has a separate

government, and is inhabited by a distinct people; a remnant of

a tribe, the Oudaïah, which, on the failure of the plans of the

Sultan against Clemcen, in 1832, was sacrificed to the public

indignation--against himself. They furnish an instance of the tenacity

with which these races, or rather families, cling to life. The shred

of the broken tribe settled in these ruins has still friends, as they

told me, but a long way off, in the desert beyond Timbuctoo. After the

revolution of Rabat, they were seized by the like fancy, when their

Caïd, apprehending mischief, took sanctuary in the tomb of a saint.

The Sultan, Spartan-like, would not violate it, but converted it into

a prison. Prisons, without doors or guards, were to be seen, in the

time of Muley Ismael; it being customary with him to order a culprit to

gaol, as with us an officer is put under arrest.

The beautiful quarter of the Cazaba had been offered to the Jews, but

refused, for fear of exposure in case of war. They selected the eastern

angle of the town nearest to the great tower, for the Jewry, and it

is impossible to imagine any thing more filthy. The narrow passages

between the houses are divided into heaps of dung, and holes of rats.

The first house I visited contained no less than fifty souls. It was

a hollow square with columns, and bright colours, and mosaics; with

fragments of Gothic fret-work and corridors; and so small and neat, and

so densely peopled with heads stuck out from every pigeon-hole above,

below, and around, that it was like a toy-shop or a piece of mechanism

brought on the stage, or a little gem theatre of itself. I defy the

most active and pains-taking imagination to picture to itself a Moorish

house; it is quite impossible to describe it, yet equally so to resist

making the attempt: I will, however, await a more fit occasion, or a

more congenial humour.

From the roof (for like that of Rahab at Jericho, it was built on the

city wall) we had a good view of the tower. On my expressing a desire

to go to it, they uttered exclamation on exclamation, and could not

have been more dismayed, had I proposed to them to wade to the dreaded

bar. They told me that a Jew, if he ventured into the grounds below,

would be shot like a duck or a dog, and that a Christian would fare no

better. There are nineteen places of, or rather rooms for, worship.

They do not use the word synagogue;--they say, Beth-el-Elim, House of

Knowledge. This carries these settlements to a period antecedent to the

Greek rule, when the term synagogue was introduced.

They are governed by a _Gistar_,[213] or council of twelve elders. The

sheikh collects the taxes; and for this purpose is aided by two Moorish

soldiers: he sends the refractory to the public prison. In every

Mussulman country which I have hitherto visited, the chiefs of tribes

are themselves responsible to the goab, and are imprisoned in case of

default: the people then pay to save them. Amongst the Brebers the Jews

wear arms, and dress like the rest: a Jew going there will not be able

to distinguish his co-religionists from the Mussulman. Each has his

patron, who resents an injury done to his Jew as if done to himself. So

recently as the beginning of the seventeenth century, there was a Jew

prince in the mountains of Ref.[214] An old Jew gravely assured me that

the river Sabation was near Tunis.

The difference of their treatment by the Moors may partly be the result

of their own manners: it could not be of ancient date. The Jews

invited the Moors over to Spain. On the growth of Gothic power, the

Jews and Moors were treated as one people: they were persecuted and

expelled together. They found refuge in Barbary, and preferred it to

any other country.

The Jewish ablutions consist in washing the hands and face. The water

is poured from a jug; the left hand performs the service to the right

as the most honourable, then the right does the same to the left. So

far it is the same as the Mussulman _abdest_, only it does not extend

to the feet, and is performed three times a day, while the Mussulman

repeats it five times. Soap is not used in the religious ablution of

either; but the Mussulman washes with soap, or gayule, in the morning,

and before and after each of his two meals. The Jew has to wash all his

body on Fridays, but without soap: this is no offset to the weekly bath

of the Mussulman, established by custom though not enjoined by law, and

repeated besides upon other occasions.

They have to take off their shoes in passing a mosque, which is not

without its influence on their apartments. No traveller in the East

can have failed to remark the establishments attached to the mosque

for purification, &c., or the cleanliness and peculiarities of the

corresponding parts of private houses. In washing, the Mussulmans

use only the left hand, and reserve the right pure for eating. The

Spaniard, Ali Bey, lost his life by breaking this rule: master as he

was of the language and the religious ceremonies, his _corns_ led to

suspicion of his origin. He was watched, and, being observed to use his

right hand in washing, when a Mussulman would not have used it, he was

at once proved to be an impostor feigning Islamism, and shot. I was

informed that the Jews are not more particular, and for the portions

of the house where water is constantly splashing about, they do not

use wooden pattens.[215] The relative position of two races living

intermixed, cannot fail to be influenced by their relative cleanliness;

and the contempt in which the Jews are held in the towns must, in part

at least, be owing to this cause.

The Jews of Barbary look down upon the Jews of Christendom,[216] whom

they call _Ers Edom_. A rabbi, referring to the conversion of the

rich, said, “We have only to undergo the temptations of poverty and

danger--they have to endure those of ease and wealth.”

They tax themselves for the Holy Land to the amount of one half their

tax to the Moorish Government. I saw one of the collectors from

Jerusalem, who told me that their people in Morocco amounted to one

million.[217]

The Jews are the only portion of the people not, therefore, subject

to the haratch, or poll-tax: _they do not pay it_. This fact entirely

confirms what I have said respecting the original conquest. The tax

now paid by the Jews is of modern introduction;[218] formerly, they

presented to the Sovereign a golden hen with twelve chickens in

enamelled work, and this was their quit-rent. At Tunis and Tripoli

they do so still. The vexations to which they are subject are of this

nature:--A son of the Sultan being resident here, and for a time really

the governor, sent to them a young lion to keep, directing that a

certain quantity of meat should be given him daily, and fixing four

hundred dollars as his weir geldt in case of death. The Jews supplied

him so plentifully, that he died of indigestion. The Prince then sent

a hyena, fixing six pounds of beef, “besides the bones,” as his daily

allowance, and settling his head-money at one thousand dollars: the

Jews began again by giving him ten pounds “besides the bones.” The

Prince was, however, soon after disgraced and imprisoned, and the Jews

since then have led a quiet life.

They are subject to blows from any one and every one, and the occasion

is afforded by every holy place, where the shoes have to be taken off.

Still, I have not remarked that they suffer much. Up to the present

time, I have not seen a Jew beaten or insulted, and I have witnessed

on several occasions their reception by Moors of the first rank, in

which it would have been impossible, but for the dress, to have known

the difference. Besides, the Moors are not proficients in the art of

“self-defence,” and could not plant a blow if they set about it.

At a Jewish marriage I was standing beside the bridegroom when the

bride entered: as she crossed the threshold, he stooped down and

slipped off his shoe, and struck her with the heel on the nape

of the neck. I at once saw the interpretation of the passage in

Scripture, respecting the transfer of the shoe to another, in case the

brother-in-law did not exercise his privilege.

The slipper in the East being taken off in-doors, or if not, left

outside the apartment, is placed at the edge of the small carpets upon

which you sit, and is at hand to administer correction, and is here

used in sign of the obedience of the wife, and of the supremacy of the

husband. The Highland custom is to strike, for “good luck,” as they

say, the bride with an old slipper. Little do they suspect the meaning

implied. The regalia of Morocco is enriched with a pair of embroidered

slippers, which are, or used to be, carried before the Sultan, as

amongst us the sceptre or sword of state.

This superstition of the old slipper reminds me of another. In the

Highlands the great festivity is the ushering in of the new year. The

moment is watched for with the utmost anxiety; every one then rushes

into the streets, with posset in hand, embracing whoever he meets,

and shouting “Huy meneh!” This word has puzzled the traveller and

antiquary; it was the very word which the Greeks repeated, no more

knowing its meaning than the Highlander: Hymenea or Hymeneu! and out of

which come, _Hymen_, Hymn, &c. _Meneh_ was Jesboal among the Sabeans,

from minah or minik, fortifications, the procession going round the

walls. _Men_ is habitation in Egyptian and Coptic--_minith_ contracted

to _met_, is the name for a village in Egypt; it is preserved in the

Highlands in _midden_. From this word come many names of places in

Spain, Italy, Africa, Greece, and Asia Minor. It gives the names to

founders, as Menes, Minos, Maon, &c.; thence are derived a multiplicity

of the terms in common use,--manes, ammunition, mansion; manitoni,

month, maniac, &c., and of course the words in Greek and Latin, through

which they have reached us. Minoïa Gaza meant the Walled Gaza.

The Sabbath commences on Friday evening, when the shadow ceases, or

when three stars can be seen, and lasts to the same period of Saturday.

During these hours the Jew cannot spread an umbrella; it would be

pitching a tent:--he cannot mount on horseback; it would be going a

journey:--he cannot smoke; it would be lighting a fire:--he cannot

put one out, even if it caught the house:--he cannot buy or bring any

thing, nor speak of any worldly concern, nor break the seal of a letter.

The most remarkable practices are the Phylacteries and the mystical

garments. As to the first, I had hoped here to find some traces of

an earlier origin than that which is assigned to it--the Babylonian

Captivity; but was disappointed. The Phylacteries are not as our

Guercinos and Rembrandts make them,--a scroll of parchment habitually

paraded on the forehead. They are small boxes covered with leather,

containing passages from Exodus and Deuteronomy,[219] bound by long

narrow straps, one upon the forehead, and another upon the left arm, at

the time of prayer. The box is placed on the forehead as the seat of

the senses, and upon the arm nearest the heart, as the seat of life.

The strap is twisted seven times round the arm, three times round the

hand, and three times round the second finger. Two peculiar knots are

used for tying them, one to represent Dalif, and the other Ud. The

Mazonza (Mystery of the Covenant) is a small roll of parchment with the

same passages put in a piece of cane and nailed to the door-post, on

the right side as you go out.

The Phylactery, and the Mazonza are to the Jews what amulets are to

the Moors; with, however, this difference, that they protect against

sin as well as against evil. One of the Talmudists writes:--“Whoever

has Phylacteries on his head, Mazonza on his door, and fringes on his

garment, is assured that he will not sin; for it is written, ‘And the

threefold cord is not easily rent.’”[220]

The mystical vestments have a very different interest, and are so

connected with the costume of this country that I shall reserve this

subject till I come to the Moorish haïk. The following passage from the

_Baal Haturim_, expresses the preservative influence of these usages

upon the Jewish people:--

“Israel is son of the Holy King, for they are all marked by Him, in

their bodies, with the sacred mark (circumcision); in their garments by

robes of merit (Taleth and fringes); on their heads, by the Phylactery

boxes with the name of the Lord; in their hands by the sacred straps;

in their houses by the Mazonza. They are marked in every thing that

they are the sons of the most High Being.”

The indifference of the Jews to apostacy may seem incompatible with the

instance I have quoted in a former chapter: age makes the difference.

The Moors are not doctrinal: they possess blandishments. The Jews do

not fear them as contending with age, but as seducing youth; and their

instinct appears, alike in yielding in the one case, and resisting in

the other. They are gainers in both, for in the one they would lose by

apostacy, in the other by martyrdom.

I have several times visited the wife of the renegade, and the mother

of the Jewish boy. Speaking the Spanish of the sixteenth century as

the Jews of Barbary do, she recalled the condition of the Jews in

Spain, as the fate of her husband and child did something of the cause

of their expulsion. The peninsula, which did not share in the frenzy

of the Crusaders, remained a stranger to the religious fanaticism

which resulted from them. At the time when the Jews were proscribed

throughout the rest of Europe, they were, in Spain, the favourites of

monarchs, princes, and rulers--they were possessors of land--they had

most of the wealth and commerce of the different kingdoms in their

hands, and appear to have been twice as numerous as their forefathers

when they entered the Holy Land.[221] Then did the persecutions here

assume a savage character unknown elsewhere.

No cause has been assigned for the sudden and bitter spirit of

persecution which, at so late a period, arose against them. It may

have taken its rise in their being the fiscal agents for king, bishop,

monastery, and proprietor. First assailed from social animosities,

their manner of screening themselves (which was afforded in no other

country) aroused the inextinguishable hatred of the Christians. That

part of their history, suggested by circumstances before me, is their

facility in receiving baptism, then, of course, relapsing; and there

can be no doubt that many of these nominally conforming Christians, and

their children and descendants, filled every grade of the priesthood,

and occupied the episcopal thrones of Spain. Out of this again grew the

Inquisition, the most artful instrument of despotic power, and which,

in Europe, has been mistaken for a religious institution. Finding

that conversions were worthless, the proof of apostacy was sought in

the traces of blood. The processes of the Inquisition were afterwards

imitated by Parliament in England, when, fabricating a church by-law,

it framed articles to catch consciences, as it now does resolutions to

catch votes. The two great events are the emancipation from bondage,

and the conquest of a territory. Promises, rights, obligations, and

commandments, are all understood with reference to these. The stranger

within their gates was to obey the commandments. He partook of

necessity in certain ceremonies: he might at his option be admitted to

all, unless excepted, like the Philistines, Amalekites, &c., because of

historical events. Hence the difference with Mussulmans and Christians,

whose bond is wholly religious, and who aim at extinguishing all

distinctions derived from birth and race. The Jews having no idea of

converting others, estimate differently from us an apparent conformity

with the creeds of the people among whom they sojourn.[222]

The Jews have in common with the Mussulmans everything like

doctrine--the unity of the Godhead--the attributes of God--the

inspiration of the Sacred Books, the Creation, the scheme of

Providence, the prophets on earth, the chosen people, the law of Sinai

and of Horeb, the ceremony--the abhorrence of idolatry. There is

nothing the Jew believes that the Mussulman does not believe; there

is no ceremony the Jew performs that the Mussulman does not respect,

or meat that he prepares, which the Mussulman cannot eat.[223] The

passage, therefore, from Judaism to Islamism appears easy. It was

amongst the Jews that Islamism first and most rapidly spread: fifty

thousand were converted in one day, yet in its subsequent stages it has

been by them most uncompromisingly resisted. Millions of Christians

have become Mussulmans; of the Jews, no influx has taken place. I

know but of two cases of apparent conformity: the one is a tribe at

Thessalonica, who are called the Changed (Dunmeh). The other a tribe

in Suz, also known by the name of the Changed.[224] In both cases they

live as a distinct race; do not intermarry with the Mussulmans; and,

though enjoying the privileges of Islamism, are not looked upon by the

Jews as renegades.

The father of the boy whose story I have told, professed Islamism to

escape popular vengeance, aroused by the extortions of a governor at

Dar el Baida, whose agent he was. He nevertheless continued to live in

the Jews’ quarter with his wife and child: instead of bringing up the

child in his new faith, he sedulously inculcated on him the observance

of the law. The Jews seem to have looked upon him as one who had

incurred a misfortune. His Islamism was rather a disease, for which he

had to be pitied, than an apostacy for which he was to be abhorred; and

as the Jews took no offence at his religious profession, so the Moors

took none at his domestic habits.

The Mussulmans accept the practices of the Jews, but not so the latter.

Both cut the throats of animals, and allow “the blood to run like

water on the earth;” but the Mussulman does not inspect the bowels of

the ox or the sheep to determine whether it be _kaser_ (imperfect)

or _tarefa_ (forbidden); he does not, before and after the operation,

observe whether there be a flaw or jag in the knife. He does not

examine whether the windpipe of the animal be completely severed--he

does not abstain from “seething the kid in its mother’s milk;” that is,

from mixing meat, or the juice of meat, in the same dish with butter,

or from eating the internal fat. The food, therefore, of the Mussulman,

is rejected by the Jews, even to the dishes from which they have eaten.

The great obstacle to their amalgamation with the Mussulmans is the

character of Christ. In the Mussulman system Christ is the Spirit of

God, and is to be the Judge of the world: this, and the recognition of

the Gospel by the Mussulmans, is the stumbling block in their path, and

hence the common expression, “A Jew must become a Christian before he

can be a Mussulman.”

The Jew in Barbary appears to me more Jewish than elsewhere. The burden

on him is greater, and religious support less. They are Sadducees,

if I am to judge by the conversations I have had with some; and have

no idea of believing anything. In proportion to the association of a

system of religion with domestic matters is it enduring. Those of Menu

and Confucius stand, while the more theoretic one of Zoroaster has

passed away. That of Menu presents not one, but a hundred different

examples; for as many castes as there are, so many systems may there

be said to be, and these are all based on injunctions respecting food

and ceremonial. Confucius’s system is the simplest form of natural

religion, and the purest rule of morals: it has no superstition, no

priesthood, no castes, no doctrines--whence then its durability? Its

basis is the ceremonial of society. It has minutely regulated the forms

of intercourse and the mode of salutation of the nearest relatives.

Judaism in Barbary is not propped up by belief, nor is it by etiquette;

but chiefly, I should say, by _cookery_. In this respect they are under

constant restraint; ever linked to the race, and disjoined from all

others. With what pleasure must they reach a Jewish house or quarter,

after travelling for days or weeks, unable to taste almost any food

that is to be got; to solace themselves with a cup of wine, or to

partake of their own much-loved and not despicable Dafina!

Who has not heard of the olla podrida--to what corner of the earth

has its fame not reached? The honour belongs, nevertheless, to the

Jews: the Spaniard has only copied and disfigured. The original is

a remarkable specimen of human ingenuity, which has constructed

a culinary go-cart for the Hebrew conscience, and reconciled the

Israelite’s predilections with his scruples. He is forbidden to make or

touch fire on the sabbath; he desires to have a hot breakfast, dinner,

and supper on that day; and he obtains these meals without infringing

that law. He has invented a fire, which, without mending or touching,

will last over the twenty-four hours, and a pot which will furnish

out of its single belly, a whole meal, and three meals in the day

perfectly cooked in the morning, and not overdone at night. This is the

_Dafina_,[225] and the day on which all cooking was forbidden, has, _in

consequence_ of the prohibition, become the feast-day of the Jews.

In these countries, kitchen-ranges and hot tables are unknown. It

is the practice to make as many fires as there are dishes to be

simultaneously cooked. Those who have served in India understand

how soon a few holes are made in the ground, and how speedily a

multiplicity of pans are simmering over them. This tent practice is

here preserved in doors, and little earthen pots, called _nafi_,

constructed so as to allow draught, contain the charcoal, and on these

the pots are set to boil. In preparing the Dafina, the first thing is

the build of the charcoal in this small fire-pan, to make it burn slow

and last long. This is managed by four layers of charcoal in lumps, and

charcoal pounded. It is lighted on the Friday about four hours before

sunset. The ingredients are successively put in: the last just before

the Sabbath commences. The whole is first made to boil, then the fire

is reduced by the stratification I have mentioned.

_Ingredients._--Grabangos, potatoes, (English and African), eggs, beef,

rice, marrow, rasped biscuit, parsley, marjoram, nutmeg, pepper, salt,

and sometimes neat’s feet and sweetbreads.

_Produce._--First course.--_Top._ Eggs in the shell. _Bottom_, stewed

potatoes, sweet and common.

Second course.--_Top._ Rice and marrow sausages. _Middle._ Boulli.

_Bottom._ Meat sausages.

Third course.--One large dish of stewed Grabangos.

_Recipe._--The grabangos are an excellent vegetable when well cooked,

but require great care. They must be first steeped several hours with

wood ashes. They are put in the pot first, as soon as the water has

boiled; next the eggs in the shell; next the meat sausages; then the

meat; after that the rice sausages, and last of all the potatoes: water

equal to one-third of the rest.

_Meat Sausage._--Beef chopped very fine, fat (not of the entrails, but

pared from the muscle), marrow, rasped biscuit, the seasonings above

enumerated, and eggs to bind.

_Rice Sausage._--The rice is parboiled. It is then mixed with the soft

fat from the muscle, the same seasoning but not so strong, and the

binding of white of egg.

In large families the dish contains sometimes thirty or forty pounds of

beef, four dozen eggs, and eight sausages made of the largest entrails

of the bullock. Potatoes are of modern introduction, but the sweet

potato is an ancient produce of the country. The English potato is

called _Roman_, as coming from Europe.

FOOTNOTES:

[213] At Tangier the body of elders is called Mahamad; the members

composing it, Yehedeems,

President, Parnaas,

Reader, Haezan,

Treasurer, Gisbar,

Sacristan, Saamus,

Deean (Judge).

[214] “Muley Arshid proceeded to a district called ‘The Mountain of

the Jew,’ because a Jew governed there, and because the Brebers, whom

he subjected to the law, respected him as their sovereign. After

spreading terror through the country, he massacred the Jew as unworthy

of commanding Mahometans, seized on his wealth, and rewarded his

troops.”--CHENIER, vol. ii p. 122.

[215] In the towns of Morocco a primitive mode of _trapping_ is in use,

to prevent the entrance of the effluvia from drains and cess-pools.

The orifice is small, and a stone is fitted to it, and slipped off

and on. It is the closest application in a city of the injunction of

Deuteronomy xxiii. 12, 13, which the Moors rigidly follow, when they

are in the country.

[216] Country of the _Erse_, that is, the Celts. _Erse_, however,

like _Scot_, is peculiar to the clans. I shall revert to this term in

tracing their wanderings.

[217] Rating by the taxes they pay, the town population is only 74,000.

DUCATS.

Rabat, population 4000 1000

Salee 500

Tangier 1000

Tetuan 3000

Fez 5000

Mequinez 3000

Mogadore 3000

Morocco 500

Arzila 500

Larache 1000

------

18,500

======

Numerous agricultural tribes of them are settled in the Atlas.

[218] It amounts to about half a dollar. At Tangier they were formerly

assessed 2000 ducats; the half was remitted when the dragomans of the

different consuls, who were the wealthiest men of the tribe, were

exempted from taxation.

[219] The passages are, Exodus xiii. 1, 10, 11, 16; Deut. vi. 4-9; and

Deut. xi. 13-21.

[220] Eccles. iv. 17.

[221] See calculation in Lindo’s “Jews of the Peninsula.”

[222] An Englishman at Gibraltar has recently become a Jew, and they

seem to have invented some strange process of admission, and subjected

him to a total abstinence from food during seven days. He gave up a

petty office he held in the police, which required him to work on

Saturday.

[223] The Mussulman is indeed enjoined by the Koran to eat without

asking questions whatever is offered to him by _a Christian_, as well

as a Jew, but this they do not always practise.

[224] “In Terjgient there is a people called the Medjehrahs, of Jewish

extraction, who, to escape death (?) embraced Islamism. They have the

peculiar Jewish features, and the Arabs say, their houses have the

Jewish smell. They live in quarters set apart for themselves, but they

do not intermarry: they are scribes and merchants, but are never raised

to the office of Caïd or Imaum. They do not observe Friday as the

Sabbath.”--DAVIDSON’S _Journal_.

[225] Whence the Greek Δεἴπνον.

CHAPTER IV.

THE BAÏRAM.

December 10th.

This morning Mustafa Ducaly sent me, by his man Selam, a “Dollond,”

and a ladder, telling me to run to Hassan to see the Baïram, which was

to be held on the downs to the south of the city, without the Caïd’s

permission, and a guard was enjoined not to cross the threshold.

Authorities and soldiers had all deserted the city. Selam sallied out

in search of some one who should pass for a guard, and found a soldier

belonging to Tangier who was familiar with Europeans. After passing

the gate, I found myself for the first time at liberty to roam, and

could not resist the temptation; so, instead of turning to the left

towards the tower, we turned through the gardens to the right, hoping

to get through the second wall, or to see the Baïram from it. We made

for a huge gate, but on reaching it found it barred. The wall was

about forty feet high, and in good repair: there were no staircases.

All chance of getting a glimpse of the ceremony was now lost, and we

rambled along through the gardens; but the ignorance of our elected

guards, strangers, like ourselves, as to what was or was not _taboo_,

was worse than the severity of our regular keepers. They were at

every turn, doubting, fearing, warning, objecting. Our course was like

that of a vessel feeling her way over sand-banks: one moment it was

“starboard,” the next “hard-a-port.” “There it is bad,” would our pilot

exclaim, and ever and anon we were laid all aback, with the “breakers

ahead” of “Saint’s Tomb.” We worked on till we came to a gate in the

wall facing the east, and issuing forth, beheld another city. This

could be no other than the Shallah, of which we had heard so often,

and from which spring-water was daily brought. Neither Christian nor

Jew is allowed so much as to approach it. Profiting by the occasion,

I hastened on before my companions’ fears could rally, or their

remonstrances be urged.

The gate, or rather barbican (for the Moorish word is required to

convey the Moorish thing), is peculiarly constructed and ornamented.

The arch is the horse-shoe, pointed like the Gothic. The vivid colours

and stuccos which elsewhere adorn the interiors here, as of Babylon and

Ecbatana, are displayed outside;--the style is quaint and rich.

This city was in ruins before those buildings arose, which are

considered the models of that style: the date of its fall is that of

the erection of Westminster Hall,--itself the work of a pupil of the

Saracens. The walls of the present city of Rabat, which signifies camp,

stand on the lines of the camp of Jacob when he was besieging it.

Whilst I was making a sketch of the gate, the Moors came up beseeching

me on their account not to enter; they proposed to go in and report:

they soon came out, exclaiming, “Holy Place;” “Saints’ Tombs.” I cut

the matter short by passing the portal and ascending a stair that led

to the top of the gate. The prospect thence was enchanting: the ground

broke away immediately in front as we looked eastward, the masses

of red ruin cresting the heights on both sides, and running down to

the river. Beyond spread the plain of emerald green, with the river

meandering through it, and the landscape closed with long waves of

sandhills of olive green on their summits and red and yellow on their

broken faces. I saw not a soul, and was making myself merry with the

fears of our conductors, when the alarm was sounded by the dogs, and

presently two old men rushed at us, frantic with rage;--fortunately

they had no arms.

Of our Moors, one only retained the faculty of speech. He endeavoured

to explain that I had the Sultan’s permission, on which one of the old

men (the other had gone to raise the hue and cry) became wilder than

before. He would shoot the Sultan; the Sultan dared not give an order

there, nor enter the place except with bare feet. The soldier threw

his cap on the ground, knelt down, and jumped up; tried to kiss his

head, his hands, his feet, his clothes. I left them so engaged, quietly

returning towards Rabat. At the gate Selam overtook me, calling out,

“Run, run! wild man gone for gun.” We had a fair start, but I could

not condescend to hurry beyond a steady pace: Selam relieved himself

by mumbling dismal sounds close to my ear, in his broken English: “You

bring me and other Moors into trouble; I do your bidding instead of

master’s and Sultan’s, and be at Baïram in my new clothes. I be shot

outside like a dog, or flogged inside like a Jew.” At every moment we

expected to meet a crowd returning, for the old fanatic, on reaching

the town, could raise the people upon us in an instant. However, the

distance was soon traversed, and before he hove in sight we had reached

the gate. It was locked! We then hastened along the wall to the right,

expecting to get in by the next gate--there was none! We came to the

steep edge of the river, and there we were completely hemmed in. At

that moment, our pursuers, now consisting of several armed men, came in

sight; when a boat with soldiers and horses shoved up close in shore,

to drop down the current to Salee.

Our Moors hailed them; they pushed in; we scrambled down, and leaping

on board, shoved off, and were out of hail--or at least speaking

distance--before our pursuers reached the bank. They durst not

fire, and there being no other boat, they ran back to get in by the

Baïram-gate, so as to intercept us before we could be re-shipped

back from Salee. In the meantime, we espied a boat belonging to a

Portuguese schooner: we hailed it, got on board of it, and were

speedily landed and housed at the consulate. The soldier made off to

Salee, vowing never to set eyes on Rabat again, and Selam, enjoining

profound secrecy, hastened to his master, whom he found with the Caïd.

Scarcely had he told his story when the people from Shallah appeared.

Fortunately, everybody was busy with his own affairs, and the Caïd

succeeded in appeasing all; but this evening there has been great

excitement in the city, and I am told that I shall have to be conveyed

privately out of Rabat. However, like the Russian expedition of 1833 to

the Bosphorus, to the satisfaction of having got into, I have to add

that of having got out of, Shallah.

What an extraordinary thing to see a people thus ignorant, and yet

thus devoted to the vestiges of their antiquity: sanctifying spots

untenanted for scores of generations--taking the shoes from off their

feet when they press them, and ready to sacrifice to the manes of the

departed the stranger who disturbs their long repose!

The Baïram has passed off most happily: the day was splendid; the

gathering and the presents satisfactory to the Emperor. He condescended

to tell the people of Rabat that they were wholly forgiven; that the

choice they had made, proved them to be wise and just in all their

ways; that he had not ratified their choice because they had made it,

but because it was the best that could be made; and that, though young

in years, their Caïd was old in wisdom. The Sultan has also released

a former governor of Salee, and sent a pardon to a son of the late

Sultan, his uncle, who has been four years in irons at Mequinez. The

disgrace yesterday of Hamuda has proved a golden opportunity for him.

The firing of his regiment with two pieces, was quicker than that of

the other with their ten. The Sultan went up to him and complimented

him, saying, “God prosper you;” upon which all the grandees did the

same. Mustafa has also come in for his share of good things. Eight

field-pieces which he had offered as a present, were refused as such,

in these words; “I want you to become fat and not lean, because you

are my friend, and now I make you the head and master of the merchants

of Morocco.” The ladies of the harem have not, however, been equally

scrupulous, and have made no difficulty in receiving the keepsakes

he has brought them from Europe, consisting, among other things, of

dresses of brocade at twenty guineas a yard.

The afternoon was spent in receiving visitors, among whom was the

admiral of Salee in a gorgeous Algerine costume. He is also captain

of the port and pilot, and the representative of the first family of

the empire, Muley Idris, its first founder, who is also one of the

chief _living saints_. Four of this family are bound to compliment the

Emperor on the Baïram; they had come for that purpose, carrying with

them the offerings of the capital. Two of these accompanied the saint,

and presented the strongest contrast that could be imagined with the

fanatics from whose balls and daggers we had just before escaped. They

were affable, curious, facile, and lively: they had never seen the

sea before, and admired it like children. They explained their visit

by saying they wanted to know what a Christian was like, never having

seen one. When I told them about Leo Africanus and El Edressi, the

geographers who on the fall of the dynasty had taken refuge in Sicily,

where his history was written, they were exceedingly delighted. They

invited me to Fez; and when I spoke of the difficulties of a Christian

going there, they declared they would answer for me with their heads.

They spend to-morrow in attendance on the Sultan; the day following

they are to repeat their visit here.

I must not omit another important personage, no less than the Sultan’s

buffoon: this, indeed, is the third visit I have received from him, and

each time he has carried away two or three bottles under his girdle,

besides one in his sack. He has a good voice, and a wonderful stock

of strange songs, and is an admirable mimic. I have heard him mingle

together the muezzin chant, from the minaret, with the cries of a

European vessel getting under weigh. He is a compound of the zany,

mimic, minion, bard, and bacchanal.

The strangeness of this people, instead of wearing off, increases with

acquaintance--so much ease and facility at one moment, is followed

by unexpected and unaccountable difficulties. The dramatic, not the

speculative, man is strong in them. What can be more surprising, at

this moment, than their total forgetfulness of the existence of France:

how would it shock the pride of the victor to find that the defeated

have already forgotten Isly and Mogadore! When I saw to-day the dense

mass of the tens of thousands tranquilly performing their Baïram, I

thought of the Greeks celebrating their Olympic games with the Persians

at Thermopylæ.

However primitive Morocco may be in its customs, it has to be borne

in mind that the convulsions which accompanied the rise, and more

particularly the fall, of the Beni Marinc dynasty, and the almost total

subjugation of the country by Portugal, and then the civil war (and

that ensued before the establishment of a Sheriffean dynasty), reduced

this region, in a period of two generations, to an almost chaotic

state. What shipwreck must there have been of old usages! A few traces

appear in the three or four meagre works written on Africa in the

sixteenth century.

The town of Salee, as described by Leo Africanus, would scarcely be

recognised in the city which lay before me, of which I could measure

the dimensions and observe the contents, though I could not pass the

gates.

“It is most pleasantly situate upon the sea-shore, within half a mile

of Rabat, both which town and the river Barugrag separateth in sunder.

The buildings of this town carry a show of antiquity on them, being

artificially carved and stately supported with marble pillars. Their

temples are most beautiful, and their shops are built under large

porches; and at the end of every row of shops is an arch, which (as

they say) is to divide one occupation from another. And to say all

in a word, here is nothing wanting which may be required, either in

a most honourable city, or in a flourishing commonwealth. Moreover,

here resort all kinds of merchants, Christians, and others. Here

the Genoese, Venetians, English, and Low Dutch used to traffic. The

inhabitants do weave most excellent cotton. Here, likewise, are made

very fine combs, which are sold in all the kingdom of Fez; for the

region thereabout yieldeth great plenty of box and of other wood fit

for the same purpose. Their Government is very orderly and discreet,

even until this day; for they have most learned judges, umpires, and

deciders of doubtful cases in law.

“This town is frequented by many rich merchants of Genoa, whom the king

hath always had in great regard, because he gaineth much yearly by

their traffic. The said merchants have their abode and diet partly here

at Salla, and partly at Fez, from both which towns they mutually help

the traffic, one of another.”

The change in the disposition of the people is not less marked than

that in the character of the city. Little would one suspect to-day,

that two centuries ago, Christians were thus hospitably received and

kindly treated in Salee. He continues:--“In the year of the Hegira,

670, it was surprised by a Castilian captain, the inhabitants being put

to flight, and the Christians enjoying the city. * * * And albeit this

town was in so few days recovered from the enemy, yet a world it was

to see what a wonderful alteration both of the houses and of the state

of government happened. Many houses of this town are left desolate,

especially near the town walls; which, albeit, they are most stately

and curiously built, yet no man there is that will inhabit them.”

Dec. 11th.

I have seen several of the renegades. The French are the only ones

who have any knowledge by which they may be useful. One came to talk

about a project of a wire suspension bridge over the Seboo. He remained

nearly the whole day, and detailed his life and adventures during the

dozen years he has been in this country. Several of them have been with

Abd-el Kadir. They spoke in high terms of the presumed succession of

the Sultan, and of some other leading men. With these few exceptions,

their discourse was most unfavourable to the Moors, whom they called

cowards and braggarts. In their battles the loss never exceeded twenty

men; and a single French regiment might march to Morocco. The Arabs,

they said, were divided amongst themselves; but the Brebers were still

more so; and the art of Government here consisted in setting one tribe

against another, and one chief against another. Their remedy was

disciplined troops. If the Emperor, said one of them, had had five

thousand disciplined men, he never would have received M. Roche.

I said, that if the Emperor had known how to transact a matter of

business, he never would have been insulted by the presence of that

person, and that one hundred thousand men would not give him that

knowledge. I instanced Spain and Algiers as evidence of the power of

resistance of a country destitute, not of regular troops only, but of

a Government. I added, that a regular army facilitated invasion, but

not defence, and generally proved the means of rendering a people an

easy prey. Certainly, to put an army at the disposal of the Emperor of

Morocco would be the means of doing so.

Abd-el-Kadir was rated very low, and spoken of very little. The

Europeans admired him for his valour, enterprise, generosity, and

humanity; but did not respect his military judgment. They said that he

uselessly exposed men and tribes, threw away great opportunities, and

afforded to the French the means of extending their authority.

If Abd-el-Kadir had not been playing a game, at all events a game was

played in his person. He was necessary to the French military system of

Algiers. He is known to have been three times in their hands, and to

have been suffered to escape.

From one who had been for seven years the companion of Abd-el-Kadir,

I give the following incidents. After the destruction of the Turkish

Government, the most powerful chief was Mahmud Ben Ismael, the

descendant of the man who had first entered Oran on its evacuation

by the Spaniards. Abd-el-Kadir came next by his family and religious

character: differences arising between them, the latter had to fly, and

took refuge in Oran, asking the assistance of the French. They did not

neglect the opportunity to sow divisions between the tribes, and gave

him arms, ammunition, and twenty thousand dollars. With these means he

defeated his rival, who, in like manner, came to the French, and said,

“You have strengthened my rival against me; deal fairly now by me.”

They required that he should acknowledge himself the vassal of France;

but this proposal he rejected. Abd-el-Kadir from that time continued

at war with the French, till the treaty of the Tafna, by which the

French appeared to gain some show of title, but in reality invested

Abd-el-Kadir with a _quasi_ sovereign character.

The rupture of this treaty was occasioned by the violation of the

Emir’s territory by the Duke d’Aumale, when returning from Constantine.

He led the troops through passes which exposed them to be cut off, had

not treachery been at work. A French renegade had insinuated himself

into the confidence and affections of Abd-el-Kadir. This man stole the

seal of the Emir, and wrote letters to the Chiefs, requiring them to

allow the French to pass. A Jew, who in the pillage of the treasury of

Algiers had secured a quantity of jewels, and had, therefore, to fly,

and was in the deira, discovered the fraud. High words ensued in the

tent of the renegade: the conversation was carried on in French, and M.

Lascases, a French advocate, who, compromised in the affairs of July,

had taken refuge with Abd-el-Kadir, entered the tent to implore them

not to speak so loud. He thus became acquainted with the transaction.

(He afterwards came to Morocco.) The Jew was quieted, and induced

to remain and sup with the renegade. Next morning the renegade had

left, and in the tent the Jew was found dead. At Mascara the renegade

took one of Abd-el-Kadir’s people to accompany him, as if proceeding

somewhere by his orders. On arriving at the French posts, he clapped a

pistol to his companion’s ear and blew out his brains. He rejoined his

countrymen, and was immediately appointed to an important post in the

army of Africa.

The renegade whose opinions I have been reporting, saw the absurdity of

the attempt to change the national costume. The haïk and other clothing

of the horsemen might appear an embarrassment, though, in fact, it

was not so to them; but the sulam or bornoos of the foot soldiers was

a costume rather to be adopted by other nations than changed by the

Moors. The most interesting part of the conversation was the anxious

inquiries they made respecting the successes of the Circassians, of

which vague rumours had reached them through Egypt. One of these men

had been with the Aï Fatu, one of the most powerful tribes, numbering

thirty thousand horse. The Sultan has built several fortresses round

them, but the most of these they have taken and destroyed.

Their mode of attack is this. They allot certain portions of the wall

to the different tribes or families; they then advance simultaneously

on all sides, with bags and hurdles to fill up the ditch, and make

a bridge to the rampart. Many fall, but those who follow march on.

If any hang back, their wives are taken from them, and they are not

allowed afterwards to marry. Here is the Roman testudo, or perhaps the

origin of it. Their cry is, “Shields to the wall.” They shave their

beards.

Speaking of the difference between the Arabs and the Turks, this

story was told by one of the former. When Mahomet left this world, he

delivered to the Turks a standard, and to the Arabs a standard, telling

them that he should return in forty years to require it of them. Then

the Arabs took their standard and cut it into many pieces, and each

man put his piece by in his breast; but the Turks took care of the

standard, and, making a chest of cypress-wood, they put upon it forty

locks, and they laid in it the standard, and gave a key to each of the

elders of the forty tribes. At the end of the years Mahomet came to the

Arabs, and said: “Where is your flag?” and they all called out, “Here

it is--here it is!” and each man put his hand into his breast, but the

pieces could not fit; so Mahomet said to them, “Unworthy servants, the

empire is departed from you.” And then he went to the Turks, and said

to them, “Where is your flag?” They answered, “We have laid it by;”

and he said, “Bring it forth.” So they called the elders together,

but one was wanting. So he said to them, “This is a pretence, for you

have lost the flag;” and they said, “The elder is gone to look after

his flocks--an elder of the people cannot be wanting. Come again

to-morrow.” So Mahomet came the next day, and there were the forty

elders with the forty keys; so they opened the chest and brought forth

the flag; and Mahomet said, “Good and faithful servants, the empire is

taken from the Arabs and given unto you!”

CHAPTER V.

THE SULTAN: HIS COMMERCIAL SYSTEM.

Rabat, Dec. 12th.

I find it was not the Sultan who went to the mosque last Friday, but

his son. To-day I saw the real potentate overshadowed by the Sheriffean

umbrella. He wore a green sulam, with a white sash or turban bound

over it, which had a most singular effect. The umbrella was carried

by a horseman on his left. The umbrella is of the ordinary size, but

the spokes are straight. It is covered with crimson velvet, and has

a depending fringe or border. Two men carried before him long lances

upright, to spear on the spot, as I was told, whomever he might point

out for that purpose. I could distinguish through my glass his broad

Mulatto features, as he inclined right and left to the saluting crowd.

As for two Fridays he has not been to mosque, his appearance to-day,

and his look of health, have occasioned great rejoicings. Selam said

to me, “Moors not like English--look much to king.--English king die;

no troubles Gibraltar, Malta--Moorish king die; all cut one another’s

throats.”

Muley Abderachman has reigned twenty-three years. He had been employed

both as governor and minister, and was assiduous and incorruptible.

He was originally a merchant of Larache, where the loss of a cargo

first made him known to the late Sultan, his uncle, and he gave him,

in consequence, the government of Mogadore. His conduct in that post

induced the Sultan to appoint him his successor, as being worthier to

reign than any of his own sons. He was not, however, seated on the

throne without bloodshed, and the commencement of his reign was marked

with severity. His authority once established, his previous mildness

reappeared. He is fond of money, and no one ever knew better how to

gratify that taste; but his word is inviolable, and he is no less

orderly than upright in his commercial dealings, which extend to every

portion of his kingdom. Wise in small matters, he is foolish in great

ones; and his merits render tolerable, or his astuteness sustains, the

false and ruinous commercial system he has introduced.

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