hould be made for us. The conduct of Sieur
Mure was so blameworthy, that, lest he should consider me as a vile
traducer, I did myself the honour to make it known to his masters. It
was my duty, as a Frenchman, and a friend of mankind.

On the other hand, what praise ought I not to bestow on Mess. Deprat and
Cabannes, merchants at Mogador! It is to their patriotism that the
return of the greater part of the unhappy shipwrecked persons is to be
attributed. The extensive trade which they carry on in the interior
parts of the country has established their reputation in all the towns,
as well as in the capital. If their advice had been followed, how many
accidents and misfortunes would have been prevented! I have reason to
believe, that this charge is now committed to the Consul General, who
will particularly interest himself in the redemption of any unfortunate
persons who may be shipwrecked on that coast.

But to return to my narration. I had daily in mind the information of
the sailor, and could not imagine how we came to be thus forsaken, when
they had such opportunities of redeeming us. I was reflecting one day
upon the probable causes of this neglect, when, upon retiring behind my
bush, I was surprised to see my master's camels return without their
keeper. It was already late, and he was not yet appearing. They called
to give me my portion of milk, and I had not yet seen the poor keeper. I
inquired at them where he was? They gave me a reserved answer, and drove
me away. The forbidding appearance of my master and mistress, made me
tremble for the baker. I longed for day, to inquire after his fate.
Early in the morning, a young keeper came to tell me that Sidy Mahammet,
who suspected the baker of sucking the milk of his camels, and had
accordingly watched him, having taken him in the fact, had seized him by
the throat, and strangled him. "Take care of yourself," added the young
keeper, "a Christian, who touches the dugs of our cattle, profanes them.
The proprietor, or any other Arab, has a right to punish with death
whoever he finds transgressing; I have forewarned you. Take care, then,
lest you commit such a piece of sacrilege."

I had great difficulty to give credit to a story so very infamous. I ran
to the tent, and demanded an explanation of what the young man had told
me. A general silence confirmed the truth of what I had just learned,
and I gave myself up to the most unbounded rage. Every one ran. But my
master'