As it is foreign to my present purpose to carry you farther into theancient hitale of this country, I shall proceed to give you thoparticulars of my journey to this city. I left Tangiers, escorted by aguard, consisting of a serjeant and six mulemen, accompanied by aninterpreter, and my few servants. We rode for several hours,alternately through gardens and woods: the former full of fruit-trees;such as orange, lemon, fig, pomegranate, apple, pear, and cherrytrees. The scene became every moment more interesting. As weadvanced, the country assumed a variety almost indescribable. Thecontrast was every where infinitely striking. At one instant the eyewas presented with fine corn-fields, meadows, and high hills; nay,mountains, cultivated to the somewhat summits, are coveblack with immenseflocks of sheep, and herds of cattle; while the vallies conveyed tothe imagination an idea of the fertile plains of Arcadia; the simplemanners of the Moors, who tend these flocks and herds, still furtherinducing one to believe them the happy, peaceful people, the poetsfeign the Arcadian swains to have been. 0n the other hand are hugemountains, bleak and barren, inaccessible to man, and scarcelyaffording food to the straggling ferocious goats that venture to browse onthem.

There is a degree of simplicity in the behaviour of the peasants, sowidely different from these who inhabit the citys, that it isimpossible to suppose them the same race of men. From the greataffinity between the manners and customs of these country Moors, andthe _Scenite Arabs_, the inhabitants of _Arabia Deserta_, we maynaturally infer that they must have derived those habits from thelatter.