This excitement in the domestic circles of Mogador raises the bile of the slave-dealers.  A fellow of this sort beckoned me to come to him as I was passing in the street, and thus began:  “Christian, if you dare attempt to go to the south, we shall cut you up into ten thousand little pieces.”

Traveller.—­“You will not lay a finger upon me, nor throw a handful of sand in my face unless it please God.”

Slave-dealer.—­(Taken aback at this reply, he drew in his horns), “Well, how much will you give us apiece for our slaves.”

Traveller.—­“I shall give you nothing; you have no right to sell a man, a brother, like yourself.”

Slave-dealer.—­“It’s our religion.”

Traveller.—­“It’s not your religion to sell Mussulman; you sell the children of your own slaves, born in your houses, and who are Mussulmen?” The slave-dealer, puzzled and angry, was silent a few minutes, and then said, “Ah, well, all’s right, all’s from God.”

I received a visit from a Hajee under peculiar circumstances.  Passing through Tunis on his return from Mecca last year, his slave, hearing that all the slaves were liberated in the country, ran away.  In vain his master attempted to catch him.  There were no Christians in the country of the Mecca impostor, who kept manhunting hounds.  This is the peculiar glory of Christian lands.  Tunis is not so “go a-head” as Yankee freedom-land.  The consequence was the pilgrim left without his slave.  He then, strange to say, applied to me to procure him back his slave.  Thinking this a good opportunity to agitate the authorities here OR the question, I recommended him to apply to the Governor, who should write to the Emperor, and also to the Bey of Tunis, and so forth.  I had visitors daily who asked me when I should be ready to purchase the slaves and liberate them.  Arabs from the remotest districts came to me; and I was told that there is not a town or district of the empire, but has heard of the English going to liberate all the slaves of Morocco.

I have studiously avoided giving details of the cruelties and hard bondage of slavery in and around Morocco.  On the contrary, I have stated it to be the opinion of the Europeans and Consuls in Tangier, that slaves are well treated in this country.  Such an opinion ought to weigh with all. [31] At the same time, in self-defence, as an abolitionist, and occupied with a mission for the extinction of slavery in this country, I must partly uplift the veil, however disgusting it may be to my readers.  A portion of the dark side of the picture must be exhibited.  Of the march of slave-caravans over the Sahara, I shall say nothing—­that is fully reported in my previous publication.  When the slaves arrive in Morocco, they are inarched about in different directions of the country for sale.  During their passage through a populous district like this, where the females are exposed to the brutal violence of ten thousand casual visitors, or agents