Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-11-16
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TA.GaIER, M'oRooco.
Mari h Is, 1871.
DEAR 'oNEs AT HOVE Ky last lot
er le' &C us walking the quaint streets of
.ls novel old city which has experienced
the armed incursions ri Romans, Phoen-
ioians, Portuguese, Spanish, English and
French. Streets did say that word is
too dignifying for the insignifcanoe of
such dark and dirty alleys. They are
devious as they are narrow. Roughness
of boulders, abruptness of turn and mar
rowness are the certain foes to traffic by
vehicle in Tsngier. They have no name,
and hence the necessity of guide is alb
solute. The oppressive sense of penning
in is made prison oppres-iveness by the
iron barred windows, huge riveted doors
with powerful bars, and thick mouldy
walla. The dirty Moors are thick as
grasshoppers in bayfield, and quite as
lively in their evolutions. The Mahomme-
dan women pass us, faces hid, with now
and then an exception Of one so hideously
ugly, that we wish her yelled in common
with her sisters some of whom, we are
told, possess remarkable beauty. Here
comes tall woman, snd sparkling black
eyes peer through the aperture of her
rough white hood, child, pappoose like,
strapped about her back, and the poor
little creature (4nything bat seraphic)
bangles tiny uugainly copper oolored legs
and arms, and weakened features grim
macing at the strange world to which it
has been visitor not to exceed one week
One redeeming feature of these Moorish
babies, they seldom if ever cry. As we
came up the dirty alley espied a oleauly
dressed, pure complexioned little Moor
ish Jew girl and halted to give her
share of my figs bought at a price not to
exceed two cents per pound. From the
plan of the city of Taneier which I have
in my mind 1 should say that nearly "a
can tell the little girl lives in a Forth,
south-easterly direction from our hotel
She has certainly one of the faces oalcu-
lated to call forth the lavish exquisitness
of an artists brush, yet not effsminate
Evangelne at ten years of age. As we
meauder about the hooks and crooks we
are in almost constant juxtaposition with
passing donkeys who give no quarter
and manifest brotherly familiarity by
kissing our coat sleeves with their indeli
cate ears or may be playful switch of
the tail Indeed they are the only
strangers that demonstratively give US q
welcome. The Moors knowing us only ss
Christian dogs hold it pollution to gaze
upon such, and they hardly glance a re-
turn to opr curious stare. Samuel leads
tho way to the American Consul's home,
Moorish soldier, we see the stars and
stripes tastefuily festooned with firearms
aud swords picturing the side walls. The
waiter leads us to parlor which, greatly
to my surprise, is very large and elegant
with numberless cnriosities and pictures,
to engage US while in waiting The air
is laden with perfume of tropical flowers
which watts to us through the opened
windows, and with a Yankee assurance,
we stretch out in great easy chairs, with
"bless me, this is pleasant. The consul
oomes, and we have most hearty well
Fcome from Felix Matthews, late Colonel
of the Texss Union Cavalry, Californian
and one of the Japan expedition under
Commodore Perry. Our reception was so
cordial that Willie expressed himself
Twas just like greeting my father Mr.
M. recommends us to the Hotel Fran caise,
to which we tramp, and settle in large
room, the door of which leads to the 9pen
coRrt, whence we gaze up at the heavens,
star lit and familiar as home These
houses are fiat rooted, with the open court
in the center, as they were in Christs
time when they let the sick nam down
from the heuss top, that Christ might
cure bis infrmities. Surprising to say, a
few fashionable guests from New York,
England and France may be seen at our
dinner table. They are chiefly invalids.
We are bored almost to distraction by the
fashionable AT fat course system at din
ner. l reckon about seventeen clean
plates and bite from each. After the
unsatisfying meal we find Samuel waiting
to take US to see Moorish Jew bride. We
so love to see brides, they are to me 50
like the dove humanifed-(for a short
while,) but a Moorish bride
that puts us on the tip toe
of expectation. With only the starlight
as lamp to our feet, for they have no
street lights in this stretches city, on we
go, turning abrupt corners, lodging the
sons of Mahomet, for meek Christian dogs
that we are thought to be, aoe have no de-
sire to pollute them. Finally Samuel
turns to the left, bends his body through
low door. and we enter seanty, candle
lit apartments, and there, upon raised
platform, with happy but homely maids
in attendance, sits the bride, bedecked in
most glittering array. The scanty room
Is packed with all ages, classes and coudi.
tions--eeauty and the beast multiplied. |
There is a futtering when we enter, for |
Samuel announces, in Arabic, that three
men from great America have coma to
honor the nuptisls. The raised platform
TO which referred is curtained, and the
curtains Topped up at the side. Samuel