The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-10-24

no more to steal the followers of Cap tain Kidd sent a few parting shots a
 the ship, flourished their long, shar]
 knives menacingly and pulled back t.
 shore. Nothing has yet been done abou
 the outrage; but England never let
 her sons go unredressed of foreigl
 wrongs and it is probable that befor
 long there will be music in the ali
 about the Sultan's ears In this cas,
 the Sultan was not to blame. He ha
 many times marched troops against thu
 Riffs, but all in vain; and now he ha
 set large price on every pirates head
 It is another case of first catch you
 hare" Tn Moroccan dialect "Riff'' sig
 nifies the same as the Italian Riviera,
 or seashore. The range of coast hills
 in whose secluded valleys and hidder
 pockets these people have their set
 dement's, are called Fl Riff by thf
 Arabs. Safe in their fastnesses, the | Riff have proved themselves to be ever
 more feroclous landsmen than sea
 robbers, a thousand times more feared
 by the peaceful subjects of Southern Morocco than by their countrymer
 who do commerce on the Mediterran-
 can. Comparatively little is known
 about the Riffs. The tangle of wild
 mountains within which most of them | live almost overlooking the southern
 coast of Europe, Is as unexplored to- | day IS the heart of Africa It is said
 that the men and women descended
 from the Barbary rangers are skillful
 farmers and make their valleys blos-
 som as the rose, surrounding them- | caIUpc will, 1I,y ,rn hy et,, pie arts of smuggling and robbery.
 Mons. Duveyrier, a French explorer,
 says they are wonderfully well armed, possessing formidable armament and
 several thousand up-to- date guns.
 Tn view of these drawbacks, ones ex- plorations of Morocco are somewhat limited. With only one soldier guide of whom there is probably aas much
 reason to be afraid as of any other pi- rate-you may visit the environs of
 Tangier, seeing all of consequence in one days time. At law tide you may ride down to the beach and off to the eastward, where massive ruins of Ro-
 man walls, temples and amphitheatres tell of a great city which once stood upon the shining sands. This was the uuSiCiI NhiSit tlouiliOiio soy was founded by Sophax, a son of Her cules and the widow of Antaeus. In it's neighborhood was long pointed out the grave of the fabled giant said to contain his skeleton-sixty cubits long. At any rate the numerous legends that cling to it attest the antiquity of the place. History tells us that the Elm peror Augustus raised 1t to the rank of free city. and that in the time of Claudius it became a Roman colonla and Capital of the province of Tingi- tana Here ancient times, the galeys were laid up in midwinter-just inside the mouth of a small river which flows into the Mediterranean, but is now useless for any sort of shipping the one- time habor being completely cut off from the sea by a huge sandber. Across this historic stream, (now known as Oued el Yehoud, or Jews river', may still be traced the ruins of a Roman bridge; and near by are the remains of an extensive acqueduct. From this point, picturesque road turns inland the Djebel, or mountain. Rug ged heights, rising canyon-like on el- ther side, are broken by succession rayines in which vegetation, fed by ferruginous springs, is extraordinarily rich Cork and olive trees. myrtle and dwarf oaks make dense shade, honey suckles and passion vines run riot amid thickets of cistus, heath, bay and yellow broom Here are gardens and villas to which the wealthy residents of Tangier betake themselves in sum to enjoy the cool mountain breezes and the pure water of innumer- able springs. Another hours ride brings you to Cape Spartel, with its celebrated lighthouse, which Uncle Samuel helps to maintain It was built at the expense of the Moors, by a French architect, but is kept up by the various foreign governments which are in the Mediterranean trade, each contributing it's annual quota, After ascending its tower and enjoy ing a wide view of shining sea and ' haze e-enveloped hills, and far away on | the horizons him glittering silver | line which marks the northern border [ of the desert-you are offered coffee and bread by the care takers of the | lighthouse; and never was nectar and | ambrosa so acceptable.
 If early enough in the day, you may | continue the ride to the cayerns of Ras Ashukkar, near the village of Mediuna, which have served as stone Quarr1es since the days of the Romans and from which all the mills stones for grinding wheat that are used in the province of rangier are still cut. Returning to the ,ity-Whose gates you must reach be- ore sunset, or remain all night out ide-you may vary the excursion by crossing the plain, instead of taking he beach road. On that part of the plateau nearest to the Kasbah, or cita Tel, you see innumerable tombs, honey ombed in the living rock, which tra- lition says were the burial-places of he ancient Phoenicians. Horrible to elate, these rocky graves, where, orpses have lain until corruption wrought it's perfect work, are now Utilized as prison cells. Each contains ome wretched being, whose worst of ence is probably that of not being ble to pay his debts, held fast by hain, just long enough to permit him o squat in the door of his tomb by ay, and crawl into it at night for shel- CT. It takes two days to go to Tetuan on