We rose early on the morning of the 21st, and employed some spare
time in looking about us. The _kasbah_ was not nearly so large as
many that we had seen, but was distinguished by a certain air of
neatness, and there were sundry indications that its possessor was
superior in general intelligence and appreciation of civilised life
to those we had hitherto dealt with in Marocco. In the court there
was a small garden, wherein grew some large bushes of a curious
variety of the common myrtle, having the young branches and leaves
covered with a fine downy pubescence, the leaves were of large size,
and much crowded together, giving the plant a peculiar aspect. We did
not observe the myrtle in a wild state anywhere in South Marocco; and
these plants probably came from some gardens in the city of Marocco.
The sheik of the valley made his appearance in due time, and
we at once perceived that he was reluctantly pressed into the
service. He presented an example, unusual among the Shelluhs, of
genuine religious fanaticism, never relaxing, during the three days
which we passed in his company, from an attitude of undisguised
aversion to the Christians, whom he was forced to treat with a
faint show of outward civility. We afterwards learned that it was
by his express order, that his people were prevented from applying
for medical advice, and kept aloof from us during our stay in the
valley, not even replying to the ordinary courteous salutation. The
latter is quite a remarkable incident, and without example in our
pretty wide experience of Oriental people.
Our party was as far as possible reduced in number, most of our
followers and all the escort, except two soldiers, being left
behind. After the usual delay, we were under way soon after 10
P.M. Instead of directing our course towards the cleft by which the
torrent issues from the mountains, we left the little town by the
side farthest from the stream, and rode across the strip of plain
lying between it and the outer range of steep hills. After riding
about a mile we came to a place where, according to the usage of the
country, the weekly market was being held. A considerable crowd of
wild-looking people, most of them apparently mountaineers, formed a
busy throng, wherein, under different dress and aspect, human nature
showed itself much the same as it does everywhere else. One half of
the crowd was intent on business, and hard bargains were driven where
the difference between the seller and the buyer may not have exceeded
the tenth part of a farthing. The rest were mere idlers, come to
while away the time in gossip, or in listening to professional
story-tellers, or in beholding the feats of serpent-charmers,
who make a precarious living by frequenting these gatherings.
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