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The sepulchre of the dead saint was covered with 
different pieces of silk, cotton, and silver stuff, much 
worn. It stands in the middle of the chapel, and in a 
corner were some Moors singing in chorus verses out 
of the Kour-ann.* 
Having finished our devotion at the sepulchre, we 
went to pay a visit to the living saint, whom we found 
in the garden at a small distance from the chapel, in 
company with other Moors. He received us very well. 
After we were seated, my Turk told him my history. 
The saint thanked God for every thing, and especially 
for having conducted me at last to the land of the true 
believers. He took me by the hand, and murmured over 
me a prayer. Then he put his hand on my breast, and 
repeated another prayer. After this we separated. The 
dress of this man was like that of the other inhabitants. 
We paid also a visit to the Fakih- Sidi-Abderrahman- 
Mfarrachy who is the chief of the other fakihs, or 
doctors of law; imaum, or chief of the principal mos- 
que of Tangier; and cadi or civil judge of the pro- 
vince. This venerable old man is greatly respected all 
over the country, and even by the king of Morocco. 
He listened with interest to my story, which my Turk 
related to him; and he expressed much affection for me. 
After these preliminary steps for my settlement there, 
I became desirous to occupy myself with my affairs; 
but the eternal presence of my Turk, who never left me 
night or day for one single moment, troubled me greats 
ly, and did not allow me to occupy myself as I wished. 
It was therefore necessary to get rid of him; but this 
was a delicate point, as it was possible that he had been 
directed by the kaidto waich me closely as a s»;a ger 5 
* This is the real name of Koran, as it is pronounced by the 
Arabians. 
