The Land Of An African Sultan

This Historic Book May Have Numerous Typos, Missing Text Or Index. Purchasers Can Download A Free Scanned Copy Of The Original Book (without Typos) From The Publisher. 1889. Not Illustrated. Excerpt: ... Chapter Ii. My Ride To Sheshouan.i I Do Not Know Whether It Was Merely From Love Of Adventure, Or From Curiosity To See A Place That, As Sheshouan. Far As Is Known, Has Been Only Once Before Looked Upon By Christian Eyes, That I Made Up My Mind To Attempt To Reach Sheshouan, A Fanatical Berber City Situated In The Mountainous District Of Northern Morocco, Between The Large Tribe-lands Of Benihassan And The Riff. But Whatever Was My First Impulse, This Helped To Bring Me To A Decision, The Very Fact That There Existed Within Thirty Hours' Ride Of Tangier A City Into Which It Was Considered An Utter Impossibility For A Christian To Enter. That Such A Place Can Exist, Seems Almost Incredible To Those Whose Sole Experience Of Morocco Is Based On The Luxurious Tangier Hotels, And The More Than Semi-civilization Of That Town. I A Considerable Part Of This Chapter Is Republished From Ftlackwood's Magazine Through The Kindness Of Mr. William Blackwood. My Mind Once Made Up, It Did Not Take Long To Prepare Myself For My Journey; And On A Friday Of July In Last Year (i88s) I Might Have Been Seen Purchasing In The Native Tangier Shops The Articles Of Clothing That Were Needed For My Disguise, For Any Attempt To Proceed Thither In European Dress Must Prove Unsuccessful/ The Costume That I Chose Consisted Of The White Long Shirt And Baggy Trousers Of The Moors, A Small Crimson Siik Sleeveless Jacket, The Tarboosh Or Fez, And A Jelaba Or White-hooded Cloak That Envelops One From One's Knees To One's Head. Having Successfully Purchased These Articles, My Next Business Was To Send For A Boy, By Name Selim, Who Lived In Tangier, But Who Was A Native Of Sheshouan And Had Previously Been My Servant. An Hour Later He Came, Looking Very Thin And Down On His Luck; I Told Him Of My Id...