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hands and feet, large rolling eyes the latter made to appear 

 artificially large by the applicatiou of henna or antimony 

 black ; her attitudes are not ungraceful, but there is a want 

 of character about her, and an utter abandonment to the 

 situation, peculiar to all her race. In short, her movements 

 are more suggestive of a little caged animal that had better 

 be petted and caressed, or kept at a safe distance, according 

 to her humor. She does one thing she smokes incessantly, 

 and makes cigarettes with a skill and rapidity which are 

 wonderful. Her age is thirteen, and she has been married 

 six months ; her ideas appear to be limited to three or four, 

 and her pleasures, poor creature, are equally circumscribed. 

 She had scarcely ever left her father's house, and had never 

 spoken to a man until her marriage. There seems to be in 

 the Moorish nature a wonderful sense of harmony and con- 

 trasts of color. Two Orientals will hardly walk down a 

 street side by side unless the colors of their costumes har- 

 monize. You find a negress selling oranges or citrons ; an 

 Arab boy with red fez and white turban, carrying purple 

 fruit in a basket of leaves always the right juxtaposition of 

 colors. The sky furnishes them a superb background of deep 

 blue, and the repose of these solemn Orientals, who sit here 

 like bronze statues, save that they smoke incessantly, inspires 

 you with a curious respect. They are men who believe in 

 fate what need that they should make haste ?" 



In Africa the pipes are made of clay and horn, and are 

 mostly rude affairs, but well suited to their ideas of imple- 

 ments used for holding tobacco. King gives the following 

 description of smoking among them : 



"A party of headmen and older warriors, seated cross- 

 legged in their tents, ceremoniously smoked the daghapipe, 

 a kind of hookah, made of bullock's horn, its downward 

 point filled with water, and a reed stem let into the side, 

 surmounted by a rough bowl of stone, which is filled with 

 the dagha, a species of hemp, very nearly, if not the same, as 

 the Indian bang. Each individual receives it in turn, opens 

 his jaws to their full extent, and placing his lips to the wide 

 mouth of the horn, takes a few pulls and passes it on. 

 Eetaining the last draught of smoke in his mouth, which he 

 fills with a decoction of bark and water from a calabash, he 

 squirts it on the ground by his side through a long ornamented 

 tube in his left hand, performing thereon, by the aid of a 

 reserved portion of the liquid, a sort of boatswain's whistle, 



