Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1907-07-04
THE REBEL KAlD.
A Lady's Intellectual Interview With
HanSd Anfioos.

doubtable chieftain, 'Kaid" Hamad
Anfoos, while, mounted on a superb
chestnut barb, he led his fierce Ber-
Der cavalry in the wild rush of
powder ply charge. These perform
ances were part of a carefully thought
out scheme for terrorizing the loyal
portion of Tangier, Morocco, and IN
spring the mob, still wavering be-
tween loyalty and rebellion. Then
came the anti-Jewish riots, followed
by the expulsion Of some 500 or more
Hebrews from their homes. The town
Governor, the Sultan's own nominee,
was powerless before the force at An
ioos's disposal, and had to obey the
Berber chieftain's dictates to the let
ter. Meanwhile, the wires were flash.
ing Revolution in Morocco" and the
French cruiser was on her way south
ward from Tangier to protect the Eu-
ropean population, and was, 1 am told,
to turn Anfoos out"
1t was at this critical moment that
against the advice of more than one
old resident, I summoned UP courage
20 ask an audience of Kaid Anfoos.
Ny native page returned with the
laconic message: Welcome, at 10 in
the morning" Accompanied by a
young French lady and the page, l
found my way along the narrow lane
known as Agadir street to the town
residence Of his rebel lordship.
We were met in the arched doorway
by singularly courteous Moor, robed
in flowing cream hued haik, who turn
ed out to be my lords lieutenant-goy-
ernor, or 'fKhalifa.'' Escorted by hin,
We traversed a rather squalid, white
walled yard leading into the stables
where seated on big "fertalla' Ga
straw, lounged a thick set, heavy
man, seemingly more than half asleep
At word from the Khalifa, the broad,
coarse face was slowly raised toward
us. Never in my life have l seen
such a combination of sullen pride
fanatical reserve and self-satisfed a1s
imalism. But the eyes! The word
squint is wholly insufficient to describe
them. Instead Of converging, they
each look outward in a different d.
rection, their gaze imparting a horribls
confirmation of the impression gives
by the other features.
The great man deigned, without
otherwise moving, to offer his paw 10
be shaken, Christian fashion, and was
kind enough to ask 10 bias alikum?'
Care you well?) The vice-govern0I
then beckoned to us to be seated 81
some distance-on European chairs
actually borrowed in our honor-and
tea and cakes were handed around, OF
which luxuries, by the by, his lord
ship abstained from partaking in ia
fdel company.
Then, leaning heavily against tho
wall, he went to sleep!
AS an interview" this was dis
tinctly discouraging. 1 wanted to taks
my leave, but was begged by the po-
lite Khalifa to stay, as there was
present for us. So, chatting with this
most agreeable of officials, we waited
one mortal hour, learning incidentally
not little of the political situation
and of Anfloos's overweening conf
dence in his mission as a restorer OF
Islam. For years he has declared, and
his tribes have got to believe, tina.
there is no Sultan, and no Makhazen
or Government. For the moment l am
Sultan" is his motto and his policy.
On awaking, he said word in ShiS
hah, the Berber tongue, whereupoA
white cloth, which they carefully ad-,
justed around his bull neck, SO as to
cover him to the knees. els dinner go
ing to be served?' I whispered to
Mile. j, under the impression that
we were to be Toasted On the national
dish, ''couscasoo."
Nothing of the sort His lordshir ,
was only going to be shaved. The
barber came in and performed the op
Grafton deftly, removing the hair under
the chin after the Moslem custom,
trimming the sides of the black beard
and clipping the mustache Then. re.
moving the sweet creatures turban,
he shaved his head close.
Nor was the show yet over. Call
ing for scissors, he stolidly favored
US with an exhibition Of his skill not
only as a manicurist but as pedi-
curist. All this without a word ad-
dressed to the infdel visitors.
Then, condescending for the second
time to gaze somewhere in our direc-
ton, he said: MAY Allah give you
peace-AIlah Ihennikuml"- is
the Moorish equivalent for you may
go.'' And we went.
Early the next morning the present
was brought to me. It turned out to
be a remarkably fine cow While we
were discussing a suitable counter of
fering, the news was ringing through
the town, "Anfioos has gone!" So he
had, bag and baggage, about sunrise.
That same afternoon the French cruis-
er steamed into the bay.-Pall Mall
Gazette.