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Mediterranean, where he happened to be; he was inhumanly interior of 



treated by them, and reduced almost to despair. His ship Afnca - 



anchored before Tetuan, for the purpose of watering ; and 



there, having struck an English officer who had used him ill, 



in order to avoid punishment, he escaped, and became a Mussul 7 



man at Tetuan. Since then, he has traversed the Barbary 



states in all directions, and has lately returned from a pilgrimage 



to Mecca. He has lived at Jamba, in Africa, as a coffee-house 



keeper, and at Janol, as a physician. At Constantinople, he 



has superintened the gardens of a Pacha. I got acquainted 



with him at a merchant's in Mogadore, who had hired him as 



a gardener. I have taken him into my service, and I treat him 



rather as a friend than as a domestic 5 the benefits which I 



shall derive from his experience are immense. 



' About a month ago, I travelled with a caravan of mer- 

 chants to Morocco, where I procured valuable information 

 respecting the communications with the interior of Africa. 



' It is impossible to convey an idea of the violent hatred 

 which animates the Moors against Christians. Even at Moga- 

 dore, I could hardly go abroad without being overwhelmed 

 with" insults. I was obliged, in order to view the city of Mo- 

 rocco, to get an escort of four soldiers, who, by orders of the 

 government, were to keep back the populace. Even then I 

 was often assailed by stones, one of which hit me so severe a 

 blow on the forehead, that for some time I thought myself 

 dangerously wounded. This hatred of the Moors arises in a 

 great degree from our dress. 



' I saw, at Morocco, preparations for the setting out of a 

 caravan, which was to reach Tombuctoo by Tafilet and Tunt. 

 I immediately formed a resolution to join this caravan, and I 

 returned to Mogadore. My companion was delighted with the . 

 plan, which I did not communicate to any one else, but to one 

 Christian. I caused it to be reported at Mogadore, that, dis- 

 gusted with the bad treatment I had received at Morocco, I 

 meant to repair to Tangier, and from thence embark for Gib- 

 raltar. This pretended project furnished us with a pretext for 

 purchasing a mule, and every other necessary for my journey. 

 I secretly procured some Moorish garments. Having finished 

 mypreparations, I invited some Christians at Mogadore to a party 

 of pleasure on a mountain, about six English miles off, whither 



they 



