The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1884-06-25
A SLAVE SALE IN TANGIER.
How the Inhuman Trnfno is Openly Carried
on In mn Africnn City.

Correspondence Of the Leeds Mercury.l
Sunday, learned, was the day on
which these human chattels were gen.
orally disposed Of; so on the first Sun.
day after my arrival in Tangier l laid
my plans. Iwent for walk and present
ly found myself in the crowded little
market, within the walls OF the city,
threading my way past the stalls laden |
with spring vegetables, with delicious
oranges, bananas and other fruit and
among the heaps Of fish over which Arab
housewives were battling eagerly with
salesmen. Visions of scenes described
in the pages OF "Uncle Toms Cabin"
aud other works Of fiction familiar to mo
in my early days flashed before my eyes.
| turned eagerly and followed my guide,
expecting shortly to witness n melodra-
matte scene.
Just ahead of my conductor was tall,
turbaned Arab, with fine face and n long
gray beard, whom | recognized Ms one OF
the auciioneers who patrol the High
street of Tangier, carrying pieces OF
calico, horse-trappings, knives or other
articles on their arms and crying tho
price MT which they are offered to the
public. He was moving stolidly along
| through the crowd Of market people, who
were all too busy to spare 30 much Ms a
glance at him. My guide pointed at him.
"Voila |" he cried. "But where Is the
slave ?" demanded. "yoila, monsieur,
VOLTA !" he repeated, pointing again to
the auctionecr, ana then saw walking
YEARLY behind him, pausing when he
paused, moving on when he advanced,
looking with eyes Of pathetic apathy
upon the busy throng around her, a girl,
n child Of fourteen years or thereabouts,
with uncovered face, clad III single
scanty garment of white cotton. She
was black but not uncomely, and she had
evidently been carefully prepared In the
bath for the ordeal Of this morning
, There she stood, alone in the crowd,
friendless, detected, travel worn, hardly
TO be distinguished in outward appear
ance from the other girls around her,
, and yet deprived OF the first OF all the
! rights which our human nature claims
for itself-a slave, without even the COM
monest of the privileges of humanity.
The little girl looked up with dull
curiosity visible on hor features wher
she observed my European dress Ther
she looked away with the same rad lace
of hopeless detection. | asked he1
price, "Thirty five dollars" was the
l answer. She had been brought from
Soudan the auctioneer told me. She ha,
= been captured there by slave dealer
who carried her TO Mogador and passe'
:, her on to another dealer, by whom sh
had been taken to Tangier. She was
n pagan, absolutely ignorant, but she wa
t. healthy, she was active, she was goo
looking. she was-but no, my pen r.
Of fuscs to chronicle the list OF varlo'
II qualities as they were glibly enumerate
by the salesman. He might have bee
a. talking of horse or sheep, may,
ct would hardly have talked 10 coarsel,y
either of these animals rs he did oi IN
MS fellow.crcature of minc. Presently Il
,g turned away disappointed, finding TIN
Llr no bid was forthcoming from me. Ito
III lowed him at little distance along IL
- narrow winding street. The girl VI
mt mt ever trcading closely in his footstep
ed Suddenly woman beckoned him to
Of door. He entered it, still followed
OF the girl; and when few minutes aite
ward he cmcrgedh he was alone. Throul
lp' nv conductor learned that he had Sc
nS oin tbe girl to the woman Of hehouse for {