Partition Of Africa

Today out of eleven and a half million square miles that Africa contains, there are only about one and a half still unappropriated by Europeans. It will be of interest to trace briefly the history of the colonization of Africa. Passing over the invasion of the Phoenicians, Carthaginians, Greeks, and Romans, and later on the […]

Morocco – The Forbidden Souss

The last day of our descent down the long southern slope of the Atlas, we met with the burning breezes that blow westward from the terrible Sahara through the long African summer, drying up the rivers and streams that water the broad, rich plain, and parching the earth like the hot breath from an oven. […]

Morocco – Minarets And Palaces

THE great square of Marrakesh, so strangely called the “Meeting Place of the Dead,” has been the center of life in the city ever since the austere Almoravide sultan, Youssef Ben Tachefyn, of the tribe of the Lemtouna (May Allah be merciful to him!) came from “the Region of Fear,” and pitched his tent in […]

Morocco – The Thursday Market

IF the idle visitor at Marrakesh, a little surfeited with its faded charm and its strange mediaevalism, wishes to plunge back for an evening into modern life, he has merely to go to the French suburb of Gueliz. Here a little more than a mile from the main gate of Marrakesh, he may find curious […]

Morocco – Toward The Great Atlas

THE next morning, with a wild crimson dawn for a background, and Monsieur Lapandéry’s numerous household for spectators, I made the acquaintance of my she-mule, Aziza. She began by very deftly kicking me off twice, and then she tried bucking, with considerable success. She was a temperamental lady, but by a judicious combination of patting […]

Morocco – Feudal Lords And Serfs

THE morning of the second day we follow the wild green valley of the Oued Nfis, thickly bordered with rose-laurels in flower and luxuriant tropical clusters of Barbary fig cacti. We cross a picturesque old bridge and begin to climb into the low, barren hills. The morning sun is hot but not uncomfortable until we […]

Morocco – Ahmet Entertains

THE afternoon had been most trying. The sirocco from the Sahara had blown a pitiless, dry, burning blast of heat over the city. The windows of hell were opened, as the Arabs say, and God had not yet sent the grateful night breeze from the gate of heaven, off beyond the sunset. The acetylene flares […]

Morocco – Atlas Scenery

DAY after day of changing light and moods, of painful fatigues and wonderful refreshing moments of rest, of fascinating glimpses of remote lives, and baffling, fleeting glances into wondering faces that greet us along our way, we journey on toward the blank white places at the bottom of the map labelled Souss. Day after day […]

Morocco – The Damsel With The Lute

AS the peaceful days of our captivity wear on, amid quaint scenes and strange quiet beauty, we gradually fall into the Eastern way of life and come to enjoy the calm desuetude which is the ideal of the older world. The calm of the orient is not the dull placidity of Holland in repose, or […]

Morocco – The Return

THE next morning the calipha’s runner came back from Taroudant, where the higher native authorities had consulted with the French mission posted there. A letter from the Bureau des Renseignments very courteously advised us, because of the imperfect security of the country, not to attempt to pursue our journey further into the Souss, but to […]