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Transcriber's Note:
The following apparent printer's errors were changed: from appearonce to appearance from everthing to everything from kindgom to kingdom from "Tuesday market. to "Tuesday market." Other inconsistencies in spelling have been left as in the original.
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IN DJEDIDA The Project Gutenberg eBook of Morocco, by S.L. Bensusan.Transcriber's Note:2
MOROCCO
painted byA.S. FORRESTdescribed byS.L. BENSUSAN
LONDONADAM AND CHARLES BLACK1904"As I have felt, so I have written."Eōthen.
Preface
It has been a pleasant task to recall the little journey set out in the following pages, but the writer can hardlyescape the thought that the title of the book promises more than he has been able to perform. While the realMorocco remains a half-known land to-day, this book does not take the traveller from the highroad. The mereidler, the wayfarer to whom Morocco is no more than one of many places of pilgrimage, must needs dealmodestly with his task, even though modesty be an unfashionable virtue; and the painstaking folk who passthrough this world pelting one another with hard facts will find here but little to add to their store of ammunition. This appeal is of set purpose a limited one, made to the few who are content to travel for the sakeof the pleasures of the road, free from the comforts that beset them at home, and free also from the popularbelief that their city, religion, morals, and social laws are the best in the world. The qualifications that fit aman to make money and acquire the means for modern travel are often fatal to proper appreciation of theunfamiliar world he proposes to visit. To restore the balance of things, travel agents and other far-seeing folkshave contrived to inflict upon most countries within the tourist's reach all the modern conveniences by whichhe lives and thrives. So soon as civilising missions and missionaries have pegged out their claims, even thedesert is deemed incomplete without a modern hotel or two, fitted with electric light, monstrous tariff, andserved by a crowd of debased guides. In the wake of these improvements the tourist follows, finds all theessentials of the life he left at home, and, knowing nothing of the life he came to see, has no regrets. So fromAlgiers, Tunis, Cairo—ay, even from Jerusalem itself, all suggestion of great history has passed, and onehears among ruins, once venerable, the globe-trotter's cry of praise. "Hail Cook," he cries, as he seizes thecoupons that unveil Isis and read the riddle of the Sphinx, "those about to tour salute thee."But of the great procession that steams past Gibraltar, heavily armed with assurance and circular tickets, fewfavour Morocco at all, and the most of these few go no farther than Tangier. Once there, they descend uponsome modern hotel, often with no more than twenty-four hours in which to master the secrets of Sunset Land.MOROCCO3
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