DUNT STOR ODA 
5) 
A “FANTASIA, 
WHERE HORSE AND RIDER COMPETE AGAINST EACH OTHER TO THE 
PLAYING OF A PIPE AND TOM-TOM 
white in color. Minarets point heaven- 
ward from every square, and from their 
tops may be heard the “call to prayer 
of the faithful” five times a day: “Allah 
is Allah. There is no God but Allah; 
Mohammed is his prophet.” 
Tunis has changed greatly since 1881. 
A large and attractive French town has 
sprung up outside the walls of the native 
city. Broad boulevards, with rows of 
palms and various shade trees; large 
shops, with tempting displays; modern 
hotels, with every comfort and luxury; 
restaurants, cafés, and garages for the 
motors that come in greater numbers 
every season. ‘Trolleys run in all direc- 
tions, and Carthage can be reached in 25 
minutes. 
The native town is the great attrac- 
tion, with its “souks,” or bazars, and its 
streets of various guilds, where for an 
entire street only one trade is followed: 
The streets of the shoemakers, where 
hundreds of men and boys are busy mak- 
ing the yellow or red morocco leather 
slippers, or red-top boots for riding; the 
street of the gun-makers, where one can 
watch the long-barreled gun, beloved by 
the Arabs, being damascined with silver 
and sometimes gold; the street of the 
coppersmiths and numerous streets of 
weavers. 
Friday is the Arab Sunday, when all 
the women go in the morning to the 
cemeteries to pray. One passes hun- 
dreds of them chatting together, dressed 
in their silvery white “haiks” and black 
face-veils. Many of the women of the 
wealthier families, instead of a face-veil, 
wear a broad scarf of heavy dark silk, 
