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from the Chef du Bureau Arabe, were to establish 

 themselves in the Caravansary of Ain Mokra, on 

 the border of the Lake Fedzara." 



Tlie weather was beautiful at Philippeville, like 

 May in England ; so, after having looked about the 

 place, we re-embarked once more, and, at six p.m., 

 started for Bone, where we arrived at about two 

 A.M. on Ash Wednesday, the 17th of February. 



We were very much struck with the beautiful 

 scenery about Bone when we got up at sunrise. On 

 an abrupt cliff, (Cape de Garde,) projecting into 

 the sea, is the lighthouse, and near it a handsome- 

 looking country-house, which we afterwards found 

 to be a caf4. 



On another eminence is a Mussulman marabout, 

 or shrine, erected to the memory of some holy man. 

 On a commanding height is the Fort of Bone, in 

 which are about three thousand felons, who are con- 

 demned to hard labour. They were busy making a 

 winding road from the sea to the fort, and swarmed 

 on the height thick as bees, guarded by a large 

 number of French soldiers. 



Below the fort, to the eastward, is situated the 

 town of Bone, encircled by the old Moorish walls of 

 other days, which the French keep in excellent 

 repair. The most conspicuous buildings are a large 

 barracks, facing the sea, and a government stores, 

 rising high above the houses of the town, which are 

 mostly built with terraced roofs. Farther to the 

 eastward of the town is an old ^loorish bridcre, of 



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