Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1923-12-05
prepared by the National Geographic

prepared by the National Geographic
Society, Washington, D. c.
OFF the northeastern point of Africa
at the entrance to the Gulf of Alden,
Ike chip fallen there in the making
OF the continent, lies Socotra, little
island to which the world gives scant
thought, but which sends it's pleasant
messages to the nostrils of thousands
each day. 1t is the isle of Franklin
pleasant, aromatic gum burned as in
eense alike in the churches and tenn
piles Of the West and the East.
Frankincense is a gum resin OBJ
tsined from certain trees of the genus
Boswellia, found in Socotra, East At
rica and Arabia. An incision having
been made in the bark of the tree, a
milky juice exudes and slowly hard
ems in tear-shaped drops of yellowish
bne. These are gathered as olibanum,
or the true frankincense. The idea
that frankincense was originally a
product of India probably arose from
confusion Of it with other odorifer-
Gus products of that country, and be-
cause Of the fact that imported frank
incense is sold with native Indian
products
Among ancient and medieval peoples
1rankincense was the physicians cure
all, being confidently administered for
Revers, boils, internal disorders, lep-
rosy, as an antidote to hemlock pol
soning, as a sedative, a stimulant and
a tonic.
In ancient times Socotra and the
southern end of Arabia produced all
the frankincense in the world, but to-
day the largest supply comes from the
Warsangli country, in Somaliland.
Socotra, 70 miles long by 35 miles
wide in it's widest part and lying 543
miles east of Alden, is said to be geo.
logically older than eastern Asia; yet
in the centuries Which have elapsed
since the argosies Of Persia and Tyre
sought it out for it's precious balsams
st has been almost forgotten. The
Europeans who have visited 1t could
be counted on ones fingers. Every
ship that passes through Babe Gilman
deb, east or west, sights its cloud-belt-
ed peaks and gives 1t room: for
Socotra has no harbors, and the mon
soon snarls about it's uncharted rocks
like hungry lioness lying in wait
for her prey.
Tourists Are Not Wanted.
"a y Al
fhe-way island he will probably sail
into Tamarida bay, where before him,
gmothered in palms, will lie Hadibo,
capitol of the island. In the distance
ne will see a vast rampant of gray
simestone mountains thrusting needle
pointed peaks up into the clouds
These are the peaks of Haghier.
It should be explained that the
latch string of Socotra does not hang
out for tourists. Only after careful
arrangements and the securing of per-
mits does one venture to the island,
and even then his reception may not
be cordial. It's sultan has enjoyed
isolation so long that he considers it
wishes to preserve it.
Hadibo, or Tamarida, as the Arabs
call it, from lamar, the date-fruit
tree, is collection of flat-roofed white
houses scattered among the palms.
The Sultan's "palace" is a large mud
structure with fiat towers, and the two
prayer houses are suggestive of the
graceful Arab mosques only by con-
fraSt. The poorer population, chiefly
of African descent and much older in
aristocracy, lives in huts Of thorn and
plated grass, invariably overrun with
Iuxuriant gourd vines. Surrounded by
tiny garden plots, in which tombac, or
native tobacco, lentils, melons, and
vans grow abundantly, they are more
picturesque outside than inside.
There is not much to be seen in
Hadibo. The principal amusement af-
forded the visitor is that of being
seen; one is fortunate if any part of
Bis person or belongings escapes much
handling, as well as the sharpest kind
Of scrutiny. Yet they are a kindly
folk, hospitable and quite harmless
Quarrels among themselves are said
to be almost unknown.
The women for the most part keep
Ghyly yelled, or crowd behind the
doors, while the men may bring out
their small stores of skins, dried tom
bac, Jumps of frsnkincense and aloes
for inspection. 1t is said that in an
client times the Socotran women ex-
ercised the arts of magic, and among
the Arabs the legend still survives
that they were wont to sit on the
rocks and lure mariners to disaster
with their smiles. Possibly the
Socotran women were the Circes and
the Sirens, so fatal to the old Greek
sailors; but if so, their charms have
sadly deserted them since, or the sail
Ormen of that day were even more
impresslonable than sailors are now
Beside Hadibo is khor, or lagoon
that winds its placid way through the
palms Strangely enough, strip OF
sand not more than so feet wide oil.