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convenience you will have to submit, viz., fleas. 

 They may not be the largest in the world, but for 

 numbers and bloodthirsty proclivities I will back 

 them against any others. The Moors are a fine, 

 manly, handsome race, and invariably sportsmen. 

 To a proficient with the gun they soon attach them- 

 selves. Sometimes I have been followed for hours 

 by some of them, and a clever double shot would 

 always elicit their admiration. However, there are 

 some ugly stories in circulation of shipwrecked sailors 

 and adventurous Europeans having received any 

 thing but a hearty welcome ; but this is directly in 

 contradiction to my experience, for day after day, 

 alone, I shot amongst them, and frequently slept in 

 their villages with no other attendant than a youth 

 from the hotel at Tangiers, and their conduct was 

 uniformly kind and courteous. The weather also is 

 delightful in autumn, and the country extremely 

 pretty, while all around the town are abundant ob- 

 jects worthy of a visit on your idle days. In fact, 

 I have little hesitation in predicting that the first 

 visit will most probably not be the last. 



