manner, almost all the different degrees which separate 
the barbarian from the civilized man. But here the ob- 
server, in the same morning, touches the two extremi- 
ties of the chain of civilization, and within the petty 
space of two leagues and two- thirds (which is the short- 
est distance between the two coasts) he finds a differ- 
ence of twenty centuries. 
As we arrived near the land, some Moors presented 
themselves to us. One of them, who was said to be 
the captain of the port, bare-foot and bare-legged, but 
wrapt up in a bournous (a sort of large coarse bag with 
a hood,) and holding a long reed in his hand, came into 
the water to ask for our certificate of health. This was 
handed to him by the captain of the ship. He then ad- 
dressed himself to me, and asked the following ques- 
tions: 
Captain. Where do you come from? 
Ali-Bei. From London, by way of Cadiz. 
C. Don't you speak the Moorish language?^ 
A. No. 
C. From what country are you? 
A. FromHhaleb (Aleppo.) 
C. Where is Hhaleb? 
A. In Sham (Syria.) 
C. What country is Sham? 
A It is in the East, near Turkey. 
C. Then you are a Turk? 
A, I am not a Turk, but my country is under the 
dominion of Padishah (the grand seignior.) 
C. But you are Mussulman? 
A. Yes. 
C. Have you any passport? 
* The captain apoke Mogrebian to top, 
