Tafilet : $b the narrative of a journey of exploration in the Atlas mountains and the oases of the north-west SaharaHarris, Walter
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Tafilet : $b the narrative of a journey of exploration in the Atlas mountains and the oases of the north-west Sahara
Harris, Walter
Atlas Mountains; Morocco -- Description and travel
A stable-yard, a large enclosed space, divided the house from the
street of the village, and, passing through this, a walnut-wood
door, of roughly-sawn planks, gave entrance to the house. Within
all was darkness, and it was only by striking a match that I could
perceive we had entered a wide and dusty passage which seemed to
lead nowhere. Groping along a gradual ascent, which took the place
of stairs, we reached the first floor, on which most of the living
apartments were situated, the remainder of the ground-floor serving
as stabling, and opening by another entrance into the yard we had
already passed through. Still ascending, we entered at length a
large unfurnished room some 30 feet square, the whole black with
smoke. Here we found a number of women, mostly accompanied by babies
in arms, attending to the household affairs. Some were cooking the
meal that was being prepared for our reception over fires of inferior
and smoke-giving charcoal, while others were weaving on hand-looms
a heavy woollen material, to serve eventually for the _haidus_ or
cloaks of the Berbers. The walls of the room were of rough _tabia_
and the floor of plastered mud, while the ceiling consisted of trunks
of walnut-trees supported on pillars of _tabia_, and covered with
brushwood and clay above, the latter forming the floor of the next
storey. A few huge copper cooking-pots and a rough unstained box
or two formed all the furniture visible, together with a heap of
dishes of considerable size, each a segment of the trunk of large
walnut-trees skilfully hollowed out. Some of these were already
filled with the steaming _kuskusu_ and boiled turnips that were to
form the staple _pièce de résistance_ of the coming feast. Again an
ascent of clay, supported on walnut beams fastened into the wall,
led us to a second chamber of much the same dimensions as the
first, only in place of the narrow loopholes which allowed a dim
light to enter in the lower storey there were here round holes in
the roof, serving at once for windows and chimneys, and decidedly
unsuccessful at either, for the heavy smoke of fig-wood charcoal
hung like a cloud in the air, obstructing what little light might
otherwise have entered. In other respects the rooms were in every
way identically the same, the walls black with smoke, and covered
with cobwebs near the ceiling, but with these exceptions tolerably
clean. Again we ascended, this time emerging on to the flat roof,
in the centre of which stood a highly decorated room built of
mud bricks, with a door of the usual walnut-wood and two or three
small windows with shutters. We were a great height up, probably
some 50 to 55 feet from the ground; but towers rose still higher,
though their only purpose seemed to be the defence of the _ksar_,
for they contained no rooms, but only galleries with narrow loopholes
in the walls. The door of the room was thrown open, and we entered
the clean and comfortable _minzah_ and threw ourselves down on the
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