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Show IN HEART OF MOORISH CITIES Houses to Whleh Few Visitors Pent- ' tratt Are Frequently Luxurious In Their Appointments. Through the narrow lanes of Moorish Moor-ish cities the water carrier, who has filled his goat-skins nt the nearest ' fountain, piles his trade from house t 1 house. The town of Morocco does not extend open, smiling arms to the stranger. stran-ger. The houses present cold, forbidding forbid-ding fronts. Tho winding. Irregular streets twist and turn In a bewildering fashion, and the low arches, often linking link-ing houae with house, convert the streets into a scries of hlgh-walled, semlopen courtyards, still more con , fusing to the uninitiated. But If one Is privileged to enter through the massive mas-sive gates formidably re-enforced with heavy Iron bands and heavily bolted, one may step Into courtyards Inlaid with mosaics and ornamented with laced arabesques, surrounded with arched passageways, richly carved nnd covered with luxuriant hnnglngs; Into a melancholy garden flagged with ancient an-cient white stones, where a marble fountain plays softly nnd great orange or-ange trees are outlined voluptuously against the white walls and the un- i clouded sky. Who knows how many wistful harem ladles have languished ( there, what fantastic tragedies hnve t been spun on curiously fatalistic silken ? threads? From "Through tho Gutes I of tho Moghreb," by Elsie F. Well, In I Asia Magazine. J |
