The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1895-06-21

BerDer boy, as VIII
and untamable as the coal-black horse
h rode.
At the outset I wish to say that L
be eve the Moors to be the most con-
Trajectory people IN the world. Re-
ligious to an alarming degree, they are
willing to make any sacrifice IN the
name of Allah, and in his name they
do not hesitate to commit the most
atrocious crimes human ingenuity can
invent. That name lis on the lips of
every beggar that beseeches aims of
you-and this class is innumerable. In
that name the trader drives his bar
gains, until, if he does not cheat you
out of your very teeth, it is because
they are natural. In that name the
secret assassin deals his treacherous
blow. 1t is prayer, Allah and life on
the one side; prayer, Allah and death
on the other.
But never mind all this. If you
never go to Morocco it is just as well
that you do not know what all this
means; if you do go you will learn 1t
all, to your cost, it may be.
at had been in Tangiers about
week, when one morning, as L was
strolling through the great market
place with my native guide, 1 discov-
cred small party of men unlike any
had ever seen in the town. / must con-
TESS their War-lilke appearance struck
me with awe. Everything about their
looks and actions denoted fight. Each
man of them was tall, 1.-THE, sinewy
and sWarthy, with a bullet-shaped
head, Clearly shaven save for single
lock of long, coal-black hair hanging
from his crown. Each carried, flung
carelessly over his shoulder, a weather.
stained gun of prodigious barrel, while
a Misunderstanding knife protruded
from each belt.
'At sight of them the Moors fell back
right and left, though muttered impre-
cations of hatred came from every di-
rectlon. My guide whispere to me
that the newcomers were 9erbers,
their eternal enemies, come to ne town
for trade, and, it might be, pick up
quarrel with it's peaceful inhabitants.
He ended his bit of information, Of
course, with a pious 90 inclination of
his head and the name Of Allah on his
tongue. Later 1 learned that the Ber-
bers had lived in Barbary long ere the
Moors had come to wrest the land from
them. Such as had escaped the
slaughter of the invaders had fled to
the mountains, and there their success
i've generations of descendants had
lived dividing their time between find
ing a scanty sustenance and harassing
their natural enemies.
bringing from their mountain home
the odor of it's breezes and the spirit OF
its freedom they marched through the
crowded streets with the air Of band
of conquerors just returning from some
triumphal expedition, laughing, sing
ing, shouting; jostling every one who
came in their way, with an utter indif-
ference to the result. 1 foresaw trou-
bic at the very outset, though it came
in manner did not anticipate.
1.-THE Berbers had found their way
undisputed until they came in front of
a low-walled, roofless structure, with
whitewashed walls, standing in the
very heart of the market place, build
ing which had been pointed out to me
on the previous day as the saints
house." sacred spot to tie Moslem,
never to be invaded by one rot true
follower of Allah. There rested the
bones of one of their great saints, con-
tinually guarded by trustworthy senti-
nels.
Straight toward this consecrated
ground went the staggering Berbers,
as If intent upon entrance Deep, omin-
Gus growls filled the air, and l felt that
it was discretionary for ne to move
back. But the crowd had hemmed mo
in so I found that was impossible, so I