and Moses 



jurje," said he, as we passed the arched doorway of the 

 mosque, and saw turbaned figures kneeling here and there 

 within. 



We followed him up the main street to the market-place, 

 the inhabitants staring at us out of their pigeon-hole shops. 

 At last, through narrow, dirty, winding streets, we reached 

 the hotel, and slammed the door in the face of a train of 

 infidel ragamuffins, who were following us for bakshish. 

 The house, a curious old Moorish dwelling, is fitted up with 

 English comfort and furniture. At dinner, we were waited 

 on by the majestic Mahomet and a meek Jew, Moses, 

 whose shambling gait and down-cast look formed a contrast 

 to the imperial port and solemn strut of the picturesque old 

 Moor. Moses, however, was practically far the more 

 serviceable man of the two. 



Our venerable and attentive hostess paid us a visit, and 

 told us about many remarkable persons, who have been here 

 during the nine-and-twenty years she has lived in Tangier, 

 with many things which they did and said ; but the only 

 vivid picture which this chronicle has left on my memory is 

 of the amiable and condescending manner in which the 



Marquis of G dried a pair of silk socks over the 



charcoal brazier in the kitchen ; an historical fact, which 

 occurred about nine years ago. 



The moon is glancing in through the open window from 

 the spangled ripples of the bay, but I am too sleepy to be 

 poetical. 



This morning, before breakfast, I stopped before one of 

 the little shop-nooks in the main street, where a grim and 

 bearded Pagan sat cross-legged, and began to bargain with 

 him for a pair of bright-yellow morocco-leather slippers. 

 While the treaty was proceeding, a sleek and officious Jew 

 came up, under pretence of interpreting, and insinuated that 



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