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are the queerest little dens imaginable, just about the same size 

 and arrangement as those of the beasts at the Zoo. You stand 

 in front of them, and the dealer sits cross-legged on the raised 

 floor, rising to get any of the goods on shelves disposed round his 

 den. All those of one trade congregate in the same arcade, and 

 the stocks of the several dealers are very small. Of the larger 

 articles, it often happens that each man has only one of a kind, 

 and if you do not like it, you either go on to another dealer, or 

 the shop-keeper will collect other specimens from his neighbours. 

 There does not seem to be any rivalry among them, but each 

 deals for his neighbours as well as for himself. In many of these 

 dens the manufacture is going on. This is especially the case 

 with the red Fez, which is now gradually taking the place of the 

 turbans, etc., among the various races along the Mediterranean, 

 and of which all the best that are sold come from Tunis. . . . 



The next morning we again got up early to pay a visit to the 

 Consul, who had arrived from England the day before, and to 

 see the remains of Carthage, which lie near the entrance of the 

 bay of Tunis. There is now nothing of a port, and it is difficult 

 to see how there ever can have been a harbour of any importance ; 

 but there is a massive ruined wall extending far into the interior, 

 notwithstanding that a great deal of the stone has been taken 

 to build houses in the neighbourhood. But that which was 

 especially worth seeing was a great series of very large under 

 ground cisterns, like dry docks, lined with brick, and arched 

 over, for the storing of water brought by an aqueduct from 

 mountains at many miles distance. There were two rows of 

 these, of which seventeen have been uncovered in each, and 

 there may be many more still buried and filled up. I never saw 

 so gigantic a public work. 



I find Malta a very interesting place, and the harbour and 

 fortifications are wonderful. We went a long drive yesterday to 

 see some places of interest in the interior of the island, and 

 more especially St. Paul s Bay. This was very much what I 

 expected from Mr. James Smith s plan of it,* and I seemed able 



* Mr. James Smith, of Jordan Hill, near Glasgow, an old fellow-student of 

 Dr. Lant Carpenter, had devoted special attention to the record of St. Paul s 

 voyage, which he had investigated in his own yacht. His results were published 

 in a hook entitled &quot; The Voyage and Shipwreck of St. Paul.&quot; 



