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LE GENERAL COMTE D^AMADE COMMANDANT DE LA LEGION D'HONNEUR, C.V.O., ETC. ETC. LATE MILITARY ATTACH^ IN LONDON AND IN SOUTH AFRICA THESE PAGES ARE, BY PERMISSION, RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED " The Government not only had every confidence in General d'Amade, but was grateful to him for his hrilliant campaign, and for the services he had ren- dered." — M. PicHON, Minister f; ::; « 2 >^ hH W a ^ « r-i THE TAKING OF SETTAT r.9 little horse I watched standing sadly beside a master who had mounted him for the last time. In the middle of the firing-line, refusing to be driven away, a baby donkey was gambolling. The doudr he knew was a charred ruin ; his human friends were gone ; I saw him poke his nose into a Tirailleur's hand. The town now lay below us on the left, but the fire from the entrenched camp on the ridge in front was heavy. While the infantry gained the near kasbah, fluttering with white flags and deserted by all but greybeards and women, whose shrill ululalus — a long tremolo on a high note — sounded above the noises of the fight, the cavalry were sent on to the ridge, and charging they cut down forty of the fugitives. A lad of fifteen was among them ; a Chasseur was about to despatch him when his officer humanely intervened, wishing to spare a boy's life. The latter pulled a dagger from beneath his cloak and hurled it at his pro- tector. Fortunately no harm befell him ; the weapon went through his clothes, grazed his ribs, and stuck out behind his back ; while half-a-dozen sabres made an end of his assailant. I went down the hill into the town with the firing-line, and here it was that M. Rdginald Kann, the well-known war correspondent of the Temps, so narrowly escaped death. Within a hundred yards of the walls, from behind which the enemy still kept up a hot fire, his saddle 70 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO shifted, and he got off to put it right. A native marksman saw his chance, and took three de- liberate shots at him. They missed M. Kann, but the last struck and mortally wounded a soldier who was passing within a foot of him. His many friends all over the world will rejoice at the escape of so brilliant a journalist and so brave a man. Then the bugles sounded the pas de charge; the infantry fixed bayonets, and cheering rushed into the city. All the men except the Jews had fled. Great numbers of these swarmed out of their dens, with servile bows and smiles, and their w^omen came and kissed the hems of our garments. The gallant Colonel Passard, always in front, hoisted the French flag over the central kasbah, while from the hills on the east the discomfited Arabs fired aimlessly into their lost city. It was now two o'clock, and the troops had to march twenty miles before they had finished their work. General d'Amade had been hard pressed in his advance up the valley of the Mousa with his four hundred ; and the enveloping fire of the enemy had lost him eight men in a quarter of an hour. To support the General, therefore, the conquerors of Settat were withdrawn down the valley, and there it was that the Zouaves charged up hill against a fort full of tribesmen, and put them all to the bayonet. The day was THE TAKING OF SETTAT 71 now won ; Settat was taken ; the Arabs were everywhere put to flight ; at least a hundred and fifty of their dead lay upon the field. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, the troops had been marching and fighting since eleven the night before; " mangez vos sardines" came the order, and the force rested for ten minutes on the heights white with sparaxis. Then the home- ward march began ; the great square re-formed, and the gallant French troops set out across the darkening fields towards Ber Kechid. No enemy ventured to molest them : at one in the morning of Thursday, the 16th of January, with none but wounded men in the ambulances, the French in- fantry, after twenty-six hours' continuous marching and fighting, rejoined their comrades. It was a great performance, of which France may well be proud. THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA During the whole of the first part of the nine- teenth century the trade of Casablanca was in French and Spanish hands. It was not until about 1855 that English traders began to settle there, but by 1870 England had won the place at the head of the trade of the first port in Morocco whicli she still retains. It is true that Germany has made great advances here during the last thirty years ; but though, according to the latest official reports, the bulk of the exports from Casa- blanca go to German ports, they are often sent thither by English houses. The reason is that the cereals which form the staple of the export trade have of late years fetched better prices at Hamburg than in England. In the case of barley more especially it was the imports from Morocco which in 1907 kept down the price of Russian barley on the German market. As regards the import trade, it may be said that there is little or no competition between France and England. The French hold the mono- poly for sugar and silks, the English for tea and cotton goods ; Belgium rules the iron market, and divides that for candles with England. The Ger- mans, on the other hand, here as elsewhere, deal 72 THE TRADE OF CASAREANCA 73 in every class of cheap manufactured goods, and consequently would be hard hit were the French to introduce a preferential tariff in their own favour. The Spaniards, whose oil and wines com- pete with those of France, would also feel the effects of any such policy. The German houses in Morocco are, as a rule, only agencies, and do not trade with their own capital. They, moreover, give the natives very long credit in order to work up a business, but as they have to do with very litigious customers, who are also far from being prompt payers, the German traders are placed at a comparative disadvantage. It is true that the young Germans who come out to Casablanca as clerks to acquire a thorough knowledge of the country and of the language, form a nucleus of youths who are well pre- pared to found firms throughout the land, and thus bring into being tendencies which, in time, will give Germany a very appreciable commercial advantage. There are only two Englishmen under thirty years of age in business at Casablanca at the present time. In this connection it should be remembered that to the Moors the buyer is the most important per- son in the firm, and that he ranks in their eyes far above its principal. A countryman who has come in to sell his grain will ask for Don So-and-so, who is the agent of an English firm, and if he cannot come to terms with him he will go on to another 74 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO buyer, instead of addressing himself to the agent's employer. Consequently the German youths who are now commencing their business life in Casa- blanca in subordinate positions have far better opportunities of getting into touch with the natives than any man trained in England and coming out in later life possibly can have, and thus it is pro- bable that, unless the condition of Morocco became such as to induce large investors to interest them- selves in Moroccan undertakings, far more small businesses will in future be started there by Ger- mans than by Englishmen. This is the real reason which induced Germany to stand up for the open door in a country where Germans can settle as well as trade. Count Tattenbach, now German Ambas- sador at Madrid, must have the credit for having pointed this out to his Government at least sixteen years ago ; and it must not be forgotten that this determined the line of policy which Germany has subsequently followed in Morocco. We must remember that the Hinterland of Casablanca, which forms the province of Chaouiya, is an agricultural and ranching district. Cereals, skins, and wool form the staples of its export trade, which also includes coriander seed, cinnamon, fennel, canary and linseed, as well as maize, lentils, and chickpeas. Until the Act of Algeciras the export of wheat and barley from Morocco was prohibited, for the reason that it was absolutely necessary in a country where communications are difficult and the THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA 75 inhabitants void of foresight to prevent the distant districts being stripped by an excessive export of the stock of grain which they absolutely require. The same reasons induced the Sultan up to 190G to forbid the exportation of transport animals and cattle, a rule which, owing to various circumstances, had in practice fallen into abeyance at Tangier for years. The Act of Algeciras, by expressing a wish that the export duties on cereals may be reduced, has given encouragement to the grain trade ; and by the same treaty his Shereefian Majesty has agreed to increase the number of cattle which each Power has the right to export from Morocco, through any open port, from 6000 to 10,000 per annum. He, however, reserves the power of temporarily prohibiting such exports from the ports of any district in which there may be a dearth of cattle. Of the animal products, exported wool goes to France, Germany, Italy, and England, and hides, sheep and goat skins to these countries and to Spain and Portugal. The Chaouiya, with its Black Earth or " Tirs," which forms the first of the series of terraces separating the coast from the foothills of the Atlas, and which rivals the central districts of Russia in fertility, is, as has been said, a country of agricul- ture and of ranching. Experiments have shown beyond all possibility of contradiction that the soil of Morocco, and more especially that of the Chaouiya, can grow every 70 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO kind of produce, and that all the plants of the temperate and subtropical zones can thrive in it. Up to the present time, however, the insecurity of the country districts and the weakness of the Kaids has made it impossible for any European to undertake farming or cattle-breeding in person. Such is the state of things which led to the establishment by the Treaty of Madrid in 1880 of the system of " Protection " which has played so great a part in the modern history of Morocco. Though the European cannot carry on such undertakings himself he can do so through a native partner. Since 1880 the Sultan has allowed a special code of legislation to be established which pro- tects an Arab to whom a European has entrusted his business interests against his own Govern- ment. The foreign firms established in the country have not failed to take every advantage of the system. Some advance money to the Moors in return for a share in the produce of their harvests ; but it is more usual for them to send at the proper season a native agent into the interior to buy up cereals on the markets, or from the growers them- selves. The grain is then brought into Casablanca to be cleaned and prepared for export. It must be remembered that the statistics of the grain trade in any given year do not give the slightest clue to the productivity of the harvest. The Arabs take every precaution to escape the extortions of their Kaids, and after every harvest THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA 77 they bide the greater part of their wheat in under- ground cellars or " silos," where they often keep it for years. This is one reason why it is, at present, difficult to predict what will be the future of Morocco as a grain-growing country under a new order of things. It is equally difficult to form any true conception of the results of the Protection system as a whole, without speaking of Casablanca in particular. It is only natural, of course, that the protected and extra-territorialised Arab should attach himself closely to his employer. He, however, lives in security from the arbitrary exactions of the Kaid, and can, as a rule, obtain capital at a cheaper rate than his unprotected fellows ; for at Casablanca the natives usually borrow from the Jews and from rich Arabs at 60 per cent., whilst lenders in the interior charge their debtors 5 per cent, from market day to market day, or more than 260 per cent, a year. Too much importance need not be attached to the fact that the employers are constantly receiving little presents in kind from their proteges ; for in Morocco, as in India, where the " Nuzzer " is still presented at state ceremonies, inferiors never ap- proach their superiors without a gift. The richest European merchants used to be in the habit of accepting presents which were practically forced upon them by the manners and customs of the country, and to refuse which would, generally, have 78 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO been a lack of tact. On the other hand, it cannot be denied that, in some cases, unscrupulous Euro- peans have not hesitated to do a trade in Protec- tions, or have even used the system as a means to acquire landed properties by foreclosing on mortgages which they have forced upon their protdg^s. However, the system had grown to be indis- pensable in a country where life and property are at the mercy of a Sultan's whims, and where a favourite, after being loaded by his master with wealth and honour, can at a moment's notice be stripped of them again and plunged into the depths of poverty. On the other hand, it is to the dis- advantage of the Protection system that it has given foreign powers pretexts for unduly inter- fering in the internal administration of Morocco, and that, by falsifying the basis on which taxation is imposed, it has shifted the burden from the backs of the richer natives to those of the poorest section of the population. If the French take over the administration of the Chaouiya, introduce the Common Law, and institute a regular revenue survey, they will soon efface the last relics of a system which will then have outlived its usefulness. Morocco can only be the gainer by its disappearance. It is well known how the development of Egypt was hampered by the capitulations before the conclusion of the entente cordiale ; although it nmst be added that THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA 79 advocates of the " Mixed Tribunal " system are still to be found there. To return to the economic resources of the Chaouiya. Its second great source of wealth is derived from cattle-ranching, for the province sends thousands of beasts to the ports of the Western Mediterranean, whilst the wool from its sheep farms supplies the markets of France, Germany, and England. In the Casablanca district sheep- farming is a most important industry. As free grazing rights are the law in Morocco, Europeans are able to place their flocks in the hands of Arabs whose villages are in suitable localities. These Arabs are usually paid by being given a certain number of lambs, and the right of disposing of the milk, butter, and cream. At certain times of the year sheep are very cheap, and, in a few months, the sale of their fleeces often repays the purchaser a quarter of their prime cost ; whilst, owing to the free-grazing law, they have cost next to nothing to rear. If the Arab is honest, and, as he has an interest in the trans- action, he has every reason to be so, and if the grazing land has been properly selected, such undertakings yield very good results. But, as always where the mdtayer system is in force, the employer is entirely in the hands of his native partner, since it is almost impossible to carry out any eflective supervision. There are scarcely any manufactories at Casa- 80 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO blanca. A steam saw-mill, a flour-mill, and two or three other small and primitive establishments exhaust the list of the European concerns. The water in the neighbourhood is scanty and brackish, and it would, therefore, be very difficult to run either a tannery or a wool-washery, although any one interested in the latter subject would do well to study what has been done by Englishmen in that direction in the Cape and in Natal. Natives make poor factory hands. The native women make woollen carpets, remarkable for their crude colouring and inartistic patterns ; and, un- fortunately, they have begun to use imported aniline instead of the old vegetable dyes, and have thus still further depreciated their products. Slippers, and reed and alfa-grass mats, are also made. The reed matting, which is very cheap, is used to keep the grain in the granaries from contact with the damp soil and walls. But the whole future of the Chaouiya depends on the answer to two questions of paramount im- portance : — Are the French going to occupy the province permanently ? When the terms agreed upon by the entente cordiale expire in 1934, will the door be kept open to the trade of the world ? So far as an outsider can see, it would appear that France will have to occupy the country per- manently for exactly the same reasons as those THE TRADE OF CASAHLANCA 81 which have forced England to put off withdrawing from Egypt. It is true that both France and Spain are doing their best to organise the police on the lines laid down by the Act of Algeciras, but even when they have accomplished a task which is made still more difficult by the mode of thought of the Arab recruits, it cannot be supposed that a force of 400 to 450 men will be strong enough to keep order in a province which is torn from top to bottom by religious and racial hatreds. It may be said, on the other hand, that the Act of Algeciras was only intended to preserve order in the coast towns open to trade, and in their immediate en- virons. It was not foreseen that if the French received the submission of the tribes they had been forced to punish for the share taken by them in the sack of Casablanca, they would necessarily be forced to protect them from being massacred by their co-religionists who had not laid down their arms. Yet, unless the whole province of Chaouiya is permanently occupied, it will be a seething sea of anarchy ; the trade routes will be cut, transit trade will go elsewhere, and those who have already suffered so much by the bombardment and its con- sequences will have no security for their compen- sation. Thus the French cannot shirk the task of pacifying the province ; their withdrawal will spell the ruin of the European colony. If we can draw conclusions from what has taken place in Algeria and Tunisia, it is clear that a 82 GENERAL D'AMADE IN IMOROCCO system of ultra -Protection in Fiscal matters tends rather to prevent foreign merchants and professional men from settling in such a country than to re- strict the importation of non-French goods. In 1882 the whole of the trade between Germany and Algeria amounted to 1,480,000 francs. In 1906 the total amounted to 12,000,000 francs, the Algerian wines being paid for by German leaf- tobacco, chemicals, and machinery. Everywhere in North Africa the labourers, the small farmers, and the market gardeners are Spaniards, Italians, and Maltese. Thus Fiscal Protection does nothing to check the immigration of the working classes. The one measure which could prevent Morocco being developed by foreign as well as by French capitalists would be the introduction of any kind of sur-tax, or increased payments for permission to reside there, which would place foreigners at a disadvantage as compared with Frenchmen. On the other hand, it is certain that if the world of trade can be assured that the French occupation will be a lasting one, and will not close the open door, there would be an immediate influx of capital into the country. Englishmen, even under the conditions actually existing in Algeria, have created there, with the help of French auxiliaries on the spot, some very important businesses, and would certainly not be the last to come forward with their capital and take their share in opening up its neighbour. Thus the question of immigration THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA 88 has little importance for ourselves. The Germans, on the other hand, have always looked on Morocco as a country in which they can settle as well as trade. The experience of the colonists from Wur- temburg, who have been established on the sea- board of Palestine since 18G9, justifies their idea up to a certain point. It would, however, be impossible for Germany to take possession of Morocco politically except at the risk of a war with France and England. All the leading German statesmen, such as Prince Billow, say that the only interest they have here is to keep the door open to commerce and coloni- sation. If this is the real state of things, it should not be difficult to strike a bargain. Public opinion in Algeria seems to be that France, in order to secure the right of occupying the Chaouiya, should agree to do so on the terms on which England occupies Egypt. The Algerians would even be willing to agree to the creation of an effective Customs frontier between Algeria and Morocco provided the actual produce of the two countries was reciprocally admitted free under some such arrangements as were established by the treaty of 1875 between Mozambique and the Transvaal. Even though a permanent occupation of the Chaouiya by the French were to lead to an increase in the number of German immigrants, it must be remembered that such emigrants have readily been absorbed elsewhere by the populations 84 GENERAL D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO on the spot. It Is only since 1870 that French civilisation has lost its attractions for the South Germans and the Illiinelanders. The French Colonial Party could not feel hurt by an occu})ation of the Chaouiya undertaken under such conditions, and could have no reason to cry out that their system of Fiscal Protection had not been introduced there. French trade would lose nothing by such an arrangement, as every day sees new arrivals from France, every one of whom serves to increase French imports into Casablanca. Before August 1907 there were under 20 French subjects established there. There are now between 600 and 700. It must not, however, be forgotten that for many years our fellow-subjects from Gibraltar have been in the habit of emigrating to Morocco, and that they as a rule prefer English goods. It seems clear that the French must have already made up their minds to leave tlie door open, and that they will occupy the Chaouiya at least until the Act of Algeciras expires in 1911, Is this province destined to be the "Spot of Oil," which will eventually spread over the whole country outside of the S})anish sphere of influence ? " Old Morocco " is dead, never to rise again. The system on wliich trade was based until the introduction of wireless telegraphy is crumbling away, for small traders will now have to bow before the decrees of the markets of the world, and all that has THE TRADE OF CASABLANCA 85 taken place within the last few years has opened the eyes of capitalists to the possibilities of the country. Will the riches of Pactolus be found in Morocco ? I hardly think so. The Moroccans are content with little, not to say stingy, and do not greatly benefit by what they put by. It will be a diffi- cult matter to make them abandon their old habits. All the pasture land is owned by tribes who hold to it strongly, and will not be very ready to part with it. The agricultural land is broken up into small holdings, and, consequently, it will be difficult to buy up large tracts of country. The natives are farm hands, not factory hands. If a network of good roads is laid out, if some experimental farms are set up, if wireless telegraphy is introduced more generally, all the spade-work of development which is required for the moment will have been achieved in the Chaouiya. Going softly means going surely, and those who are in- terested in the future of the province should never forget this maxim, if they wish to avoid a break- down which at this moment might compromise it for many a long year. But France dare not withdraw her troops from the Chaouiya, for their departure would be the signal for an outbreak of anarchy which might in the end bring about a European war. If she con- tinues to conduct her policy on the lines laid down 80 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO ill the Act of Algeciras, and if she keeps the door really and not merely nominally open, she will in the end see herself the mistress of a territory which will eventually prove the richest amongst the provinces of her African Empire. THE FIGHT AT M'KOUN On Friday, the 17th of January, the day after his return to Ber Rechid from the battle of Settat, General d'Amade led his troops back to Mediouna. Between these two derelict fortresses, or kas- bahs, the green illimitable plain of Chaouiya stretches for fifteen miles ; here and there the black earth, studded with asphodels in bloom, shows where the ploughman has done his rude task ; but for the most part the richest soil in the world lies untilled, and enormous wealth awaits those future dwellers in this farmer's paradise whose rulers can secure to them the harvest of their toil. Mediouna itself is an abandoned fortress of the type universal in the land — a rectangular miniature city protected by a great battlemented wall eighteen or twenty feet high, three hundred yards long, and two hundred yards wide, divided into two equal parts by a wall pierced in its centre by a door, and entered by a single white-arched gate on its northern face. The outer walls of every one of the kasbahs I have seen resemble the cast habita- tion of the snail. The shell stands bright and firm, and seemingly untouched by time; but within is 88 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO desolation and decay. The ochre-coloured, flat- topped houses are crumbling in every stage of ruin ; the mallow waves in the deserted streets ; in a grass-grown court you may perchance happen on the keel-like tents and conical straw wigwams of some wandering Arabs. The anarchy which has culminated in the massacres of Casablanca and the proclamation of a rival to the reigning Sultan is nowhere more clearly shown than by the abandon- ment of those once prosperous agricultural cities ; the robber from the hill has driven out the peaceful plain-dweller, and the fields where he laboured are yellow with charlock. Yet to the tired pricker over unending vistas of prairie the yellow square of Mediouna is a welcome sight. The Raid's house, standing alone outside the southern wall, looks at a distance for all the world like some homely Nor- man church with squat tower surmounting the fabric, A large pool gleams in the evening light ; the rosy sunset touches the fine lines of the Moorish gate ; the figures of men and horses shine reflected in the glinting water. You enter by the line of booths where enterprising merchants have set up a trade in oranges, cigars, eggs, chickens, and the hundred and one things sought after by the soldier; on your left a sentry is pacing up and down before a narrow den. There lie half-a-dozen Arabs, prisoners of war, waiting in quiet dignity for the news of life or death. Now there is nothing to remind you of the ruin the French found when THE FIGHT AT M'KOUN 89 they occupied the place at the beginning of January. The ruined houses have been cleared away ; the neat huts of the infantry are ranged in lines ; order has taken the place of chaos. In one corner the balloon careens over its heavy carriage ; in another a fine fig-tree guards the entrance of the solitary house as yet untouched by the sappers. For else- where the French have demolished and levelled and cleared and flattened until the whole area within the walls is as open as the Place de la Concorde, and very nearly as smooth. Tied by the leg- to a tent were several ferocious-lookinjx falcons, in reality as tame as canaries, which the soldiers had caught by thrusting their hands down into the deep holes in the wall where these birds make their nests. Mediouna, a bare twelve miles from Casablanca, and the earliest outpost of the French arms, is at present the first link in the chain of communication with the hinterland. The avowed object of the French Government in main- taining troops in Morocco is to avenge the mas- sacres and to police the ports. However inadequate such a policy may seem to those whose desire is the permanent pacification of the country, in the scheme of operations hitherto carried out Mediouna plays an important part. The lawless tribes of the Chaouiya must be chastised ; and Mediouna, on the road to Ber Rechid and Settat, is the first depot on a line of advance hitherto hampered by want of transport. And so the camels pour in supplies, 00 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO and daily couvoys troop across the limestone, pot- holed ridges between Mediouna and the sea. But the place is low and feverish, the water is bad ; and the bulk of its garrison are long since trans- ferred to posts further inland. The road between Mediouna and Casablanca is absolutely safe, and a stream of camp-followers, including parties of commercial gentlemen in their shirt-sleeves shooting larks, ebbs and flows unceasingly. Nowhere else have I seen so many sorts of flowers in a narrow compass. There I found the beautiful pink Cheronia exifera, a rare greenhouse plant at home, and a white sparaxis with a subtle scent, hanging its head like a snowdrop, and only opening to the midday sun. There I first came on a drift of lupins, just opening into blue, hard by a fold in the plain crimsoned by a colony of plantains. Our familiar little friend the Virginia Stock is at home in the rocky clefts ; the glorious blue of Veronica anagallis is a rival to the sky ; here is a clump of scarlet pimpernel ; there, by the reed-grown pool where the snipe are flushed, is a belt of yellow broom ; the tall lavatera fills the hollows ; and camomile, liidden by aspiring snapdragons, wafts you a greeting as you ride by. Birds, excepting larks, are not numerous. The water- wagtail runs defiantly in front of one's horse whenever the intruder is sighted, but that is not as often as one would like. There is a plover, THE FIGHT AT M'KOUN 91 rather heavier iu its flight than our peewit ; and the white ibis, here called cowbird, something between a seagull and a duck, extraordinarily tame, which picks over the newly-turned fallows, and is friendly with the dun and brindled kine. Once a flock of starlings came swishing over the sky-line into a grove of prickly pears ; I have counted three brace of partridges, and two couple of quail. The commonest bird-note of the plain is the raucous croak of the carrion crow as he flaps sullenly away. The commonest creature is the tortoise, in every gradation of size ; but, like Brer Rabbit, he lies low, and hardly counts as a friend. Flocks of dark sheep are few and far between ; the cattle seem to have deserted the low ground for the hills ; on the whole it is a lifeless country, this fertile plain of Chaouiya. On Tuesday, January 21, General d'Amade left Casablanca with a force of 1100 infantry, two squadrons of cavalry, one battery of field- guns, and, alas, a balloon. Nearly everybody hoped, and a great many people believed, that the force was bound for Rabat, there openly to espouse the cause of Abd-ul-aziz. They were wrong. We certainly marched north-east close to the long line of dunes; close to the blue sea that thunders on the strand, and throws its surf in jewelled fountains high into the air ; we came to the mouldering yellow Moorish bridge that 92 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO spans the Cued Mellah, or salt stream, and camped outside the kasbah of* Fedallah. Fedallah lies upon the sea ; its bastioned wall is unbattlemented and loopholed, roughly a square of 150 yards. A tall, square minaret, surmounted by a phallic emblem, stands sentinel over its mosque, whose green-tiled, triple-gabled roof at a distance re- minds one forcibly of an engine-shed. That is the only building intact inside the wall ; the stones that still remain one upon another are broken and defaced ; the greater part of the ground is green with weeds, broken by the black circles of a few Arab camps. White-turbaned sullen Moors squat- ting in the tall grass; a gleam of snowy arches against the gloom of dark aisles ; laughing children among yellow ruins ; ten acres of lupins beneath a long white wall ; that is my impression of Fedallah. The next day the force reached Bou Znika, crossing the shallow Cued Neffifikh a stone's throw from its mouth ; the men took off their boots and waded through, and the sun dried them again. Hereabouts the country grows more arid ; the corn -lands give way to rocky slopes ; the once frequent fig-gardens are seen no more, and dark lentisk bushes take their place. Here the myrtle was in flower, and a long-bearded clematis wandered over the wild olives ; the pale green leaves of an arum formed the common undergrowth. "^^ — 5 *A r^t . *(. , 1 ^ ,f 1 " »> ^5 .r.:'? \ - i^A-" ilt: '^'' J s ..i 1 ^% , 1 > ■ ~ <1 3 Ph 9 ^ <1 o THE FIGHT AT M'KOUN 93 At Bou Znika we were within fifteen miles of Kabat and far-famed Sallee ; but we were not then destined to see them. On Thursday, the 22nd, with a force augmented by the six companies of Tirailleurs garrisoning the place, we turned almost to the south and forsook the sea. Divided into two squares, the guns with the first, the convoy with the second ; attended always by that traitor balloon, which warned the tribesmen fifty miles ahead, we marched over ridges flecked with a pink heronsbill, and found several rough entrench- ments newly thrown up by the Moors. Presently a dark, dotted line showed on the horizon ; we entered the southern fringe of the great cork- forest of Sehoul. A more delightful country can- not be imagined. The sun shone ; the breeze still reached us from the sea ; against the dark back- ground of the cork-oaks stretched a waving mass of paper-white narcissi. Directly you get into the forest the cistus takes possession ; here and there an opened snowy bloom foretold the brilliance of the future ; but in the open, sun-swept glades the cistus disappears, and the yellow glory of the common broom reigns paramount. The gnarled boles of the cork-oaks were blackened by some recent fire ; but no trace of its ravages marked the undergrowth ; tall and pale grew a yellow vetch. Suddenly the balloon carriage, weighing 2000 kilos, and drawn with difficulty by eight wiry French horses, sticks between two trees ; far 94 GENERAL D AIMADE IN MOROCCO above them the balloon and its attendant spare- cover rub one another with a gasping sigh ; one desperate struggle, and our bane is free. Beyond the forest there is a rocky pool wherein the pink flamingoes stand preening ; a flight of wild duck streams away towards the distant blue hills. Every now and then you come across a curiously artificial-looking oval hollow in the rocky ground ; there it is as flat as a polo-ground, and covered with short grass ; you might imagine that the Hurlingham authorities had spent several thou- sands over the business. One of the loveliest flowers I have ever seen was growing in one of these rain-basins — a marsh-marigold in leaf, a single chrysanthemum in flower ; golden, inde- scribable. Our midday halt was at the white shrine of Sidi ben Sliman, guarded by twin palms, land- marks in the huge plain ; but soon the country changed, and the path led down into a rugged defile between green hills, red where the soil lay naked on the steep escarpments. Then, at A'in Rebbah, a spring at the head of a wide valley, we camped in a field of young wheat ; and the cavalry came in and reported that the enemy was not far ahead ; and those of us who had forgotten the balloon hoped for great things with the morrow. On Friday, 24th January, we went on south- wards, through little valleys meandering about flat-topped hills ; where fig-trees grew and water THE FIGHT AT M'KOUN 95 ran, and Salisbury Plain somehow suggested itself. At last we debouched on the summit of a vast plateau, where for mile after mile grows the asphodel, untouched even where the wooden plough has scratched the surface of the black soil. In the middle-distance rose a clump of bushes ; the cavalry hovered and stopped ; they had come on the enemy's camp. The Arabs had left in such a hurry that nothing but the balloon could have saved them. All sorts of precious things were left behind — sleeping-mats of straw, barley, maize, new panniers, long wooden spoons, cooking-pots, beauti- fully shaped earthen pitchers, saddle-bags stuffed with treasures such as an egg-shaped black stone used to assay gold, and European knives and forks. Among all this debris hundreds of tiny chickens were clucking for mothers hanging alive and head downwards to saddles now many miles away. A score or so of puppies, brindled, prick-eared, and snarling, wandered friendless. A big yellow bitch rushed savagely at my horse ; I heard the faint wailing of new-born pups ; in another second I should have trampled them to death. And now there is the boom of guns ahead ; Colonel Boutegourd, marching from Mediouna to join General dAmade, has got in touch with our flying enemy. We press on ; the plateau sinks into a narrow red gorge ; the guns are sent forward, and debouch into a flat valley bounded by flat hills. Major Massenet is in command of the guns ; he has 96 GENERAL D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO a i^rudge against the Arabs, for they put a bullet through his shoulder in the September fighting. He fainted ; resumed command till the day was done ; and then again fainted. Off dashes this brilliant soldier to look for the enemy and a posi- tion for his battery. The hills in front shut out everything except the dull thunder of Boutegourd's guns ; the attendant gunners were left dotted across the plain to carry back orders with the utmost speed. On went the tall man in command, with only two gunners left ; he rose the far slope, through a cleft in the hills, and suddenly two Arabs were seen riding down the gorge. " Where is my revolver ? " says the Major to his gunner ; " you are on foot, load it." But the Arabs see the troops below, and sheer off. Massenet rides on and finds the leading section of Tirailleurs of Boute- gourd's force on a promontory jutting out into a hill-encircled plain ; to the west Boutegourd's guns were supporting his infantry ; to the south and east the Arabs were swarming, M'Koun is the name of this place, and the Arabs are of the Oulad Ali tribe. Wherever you find the prefix Oulad (" son of") the people are of Arab stock ; Beni (also " son of") implies Berber or Kabyle origin. Colonel Passard with his two battalions of infantry (Legionaries and Tirailleurs) pressed on eastwards in an endeavour to outflank the Arabs on the far ridges ; Major Massenet brought his guns up on the promontory beside Boutegourd's advanced sec- THE FIGHT AT JM'KOUN 97 tion. There came all who wanted a bird's-eye view of the battle ; a correspondent carrying a loaded Mauser pistol pointed fiercely towards a foe about a thousand yards away filled his confreres with a deep sense of the frailty of the bonds that hold us to the earth. The arrival of Massenet's battery concentrated the enemy's fire ; the bullets began to fly about. Presently my friend, Mr. Black Hawkins, who was sitting in the plough about a yard from me, said calmly, "I'm hit!" He took ofi' his cap, and a huge red lump appeared where the hair grows on the forehead. The line of the scar gave the direction of the spent bullet ; we looked for and found it. About this time a lieutenant of artillery in Boutegourd's force, look- ing through his glasses, got a bullet through his wrist and through his lung. Then on the east the Chasseurs d'Afrique crept up and charged, and the enemy lost about twenty men. All this time Massenet's battery were firing shrapnel into the scattered groups of darting Arabs ; the enemy could not stand against the fire, and sheered off over the distant ridges to the south, taking their dead with them. But they had not gone for good. D'Amade's and Boutegourd's forces united on the western ridge, and there, after superhuman struggles with balloon- carriage and transport wagons on the steep slopes, they formed up in a square to pass the night. The process was impeded by the Arabs, who fired from 6 98 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO afar into the packed masses of men and animals. I heard a non-commissioned officer shout to a mule- driver, " Get on ; what are you stopping for ? " The man replied, " I can't get these brutes to move ; the bullets keep falling under their noses." That hour before the sun set was an uncomfortable one ; we all thought the Arabs meant to snipe us all night long. But the unexpected always happens. After dark not a shot was fired ; the next day General dAmade marched unopposed through Dar- el-Aidi — a kasbah deserted like the rest — into Mediouna, and thence to Casablanca on the 25th. THE HYGIENE OF THE FIELD FORCE The French " Corps de Debarqueinent," as it is officially styled, is in one most material particular very fortunate ; the scene of its operations has an admirable climate. The malaria which ravages Gibraltar and other Mediterranean ports is in Casablanca almost un- known ; among the natives phthisis is non-existent ; even the filthy cesspool drainage of the town fails to provoke any real epidemic of typhoid. About 15 inches of rain fall in the year, dis- tributed over the months from October to March ; the winter temperature varies in the day from 55° to 60° F. ; just before dawn it falls to 40° and under ; the hottest months, August and September, are tempered by the constant breeze from the Atlantic, and the most delicate Europeans spend the summer in the country without discom- fort. Even though in January the midday sun is as powerful as in England in Jnly, the nights are always cool, not to say chilly, and in Casablanca you sleep under a blanket nearly every night of the year. As Sir Joseph Hooker found when he vainly tried to dry his botanical specimens, the 100 GENERAL D'AjNIADE IN MOROCCO great humidity of this air is in many ways incon- venient. Tunts packed sopping with the terrific dews remain wet and heavy all day ; men find it difiicult to get their clothing and bedding dry ; the burdens of pack animals are enormously increased. But against such trifles you must set a climate of unsurpassed salubrity, in which European chil- dren thrive even better than in their northern homes ; a climate that knows nothing of snow, little of frost, and less of thunderstorms, and that gives you nearly every day a cloudless blue sky, and a sea breeze, and a sense of abounding health. Consequently the death-rate, notwithstanding the loss of life involved in the fighting, has been lower among the troops than in many a French garrison town, and the proportion of men in hospital from all causes has rarely exceeded 2 per cent. The excellence of the climate is not the only factor which has contributed to this happy result : the men are some of the toughest material to be found in any army. Although the gunners and the balloon section have no heavy packs to carry and very little ex- hausting work to do, they have sent more cases of fever and jaundice to the hospitals than the rest of the army put together. Perfect as the climate is, it cannot obviate the effect on young soldiers of long marches, bad water, damp bivouacs, and youth. The transport (piestion is at Casablanca the one which above all otliers has taxed the resources HYGIENE OF FIELD FORCE 101 of the authorities, and no one more than the head of the Medical Department, Colonel Bassompierre. In civilised warfare a wounded man is cared for, if need be, by his foes. To fall wounded into the hands of the Moors is to die by torture. The Hed Cross of Geneva does not fly in Morocco ; men wounded in action must travel on within the square, and halt and march with the column until it returns to its nearest advanced post. Of these there were four, each roughly twenty miles from one another, garrisoning the great plain of Chaouiya — Bou Znika and Fedallah on the coast to the north of Casablanca, and Mediouna and Ber Bechid inland to the south-east. In each of them a field hospital was organised, but serious cases necessitating operation were at once sent on with a returning envoy to the base hospital at Casablanca. A man wounded in action is first of all attended to by his regimental surgeon and stretcher-bearers, and then carried by them to the column organisation, which consists of a dozen in- Jirmiers or ambulance men under the orders of a senior medical officer, twelve mules carrying two cacolets or two litieres apiece, and two others carry- ing chests of medical material. Boughly, the cacolet is a chair, the litiere a bed. The former is an iron frame about 18 inches square with a wooden padded seat ; on one side the metal uprights with their attachments are curved to fit the lines of the huge wooden pack-saddle, weighing 32 kilos. 102 GENERAT. D'AMADE IN MOllOCCO On tlie other side is a metal rail ; in front and behind the patient is held in by straps; his feet rest on a sus})ended strip of board. Each cacolet weighs 7 kilos. The Jitiire is an iron bfedstead al)out 7 feet long, divided into three almost efjual parts by two transverse sets of hinges, which enable the bed, when not in use, to be folded upwards from its ends into three sides of a square. The bed is of canvas attached to the frame by cords running through eyelet holes. Like the cacoleis, the liticre,<; are fixstened to the saddles by chains fixed to two central bars curved to fit the wood ; the same saddle is used indifterently for both cacolets and litiercs. On the litiere the patient's head is close to the mule's ; there is a folding hood on metal supports to protect him from sun and rain ; the lines of the construction ensure that his head is always higher than his feet. Each litiere weighs 15 kilos. By the kindness of M. le Commandant Zuml)iehl, in charge of what is in reality the base hospital of Casablanca, although it calls itself the " hopital de campagne," or field hospital, I was permitted to examine every detail of the working of tlie excellent French system. Near the southern or Marakesh gate of the town, just within the walls, stands the large white building formerly the town-house of the Kaid of Mediouna, now the nucleus of the hospital. Right HYGIENE OF FIELD FORCE 103 up to the wall of the city the rabbit-warren of his late retainers' dwellings has been cleared away, and in their place large tents stand in two separate courts, each surrounded by its trench, which drains the rain away under the city wall. In one court are the infectious cases, here practically limited to typhoid ; in the larger are the non- infectious fever cases ; in the house are the officers and the wounded. The French divide their cases into three classes: (1) Blesses; (2) Fievreux ; (3) Contagieux. Fievreux are sub- divided into bronchitic, gastric, malarial, and jaundice cases ; Contagieux into typhoid, measles, scarlatina, and smalljDox. From the beginning of September 1907 up to the middle of January 1908 there were 120 cases of typhoid, none of measles or scarlatina, and one of smallpox. Of the 120 tyjihoid cases, 14 have terminated fatally, or 12 per cent, of those attacked by the disease — a mortality below that of many garrisons in France, where a percentage of from 14 to 25 per cent, is not unknown. The proportion of deaths from typhoid to the number of troops engaged in the operations can be represented by the figure "0023 ; that of those attacked as 2 per cent. ; the field force previous to General d'Amade's arrival being about 6000 men. Typhoid is treated by the Brandt or cold bath system. When the patient's temperature exceeds 102° F. a cold bath is given; an interval 104 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO of three hours is then allowed to elapse ; If at the end of that time his tenn)erature still exceeds 10:2 , he is given another cold bath, and so on initil his temperature falls. Malaria is treated with su])Cutaneous injections of quinine, from J gramme to 2 grammes daily. Three sorts of tents are used. The one preferred by M. Zumbiehl is the Herbet — a double canvas gable-roofed tent about 15 yards long by 5 wide, with top ventila- tion throughout its length, and four sun-blinded windows on each side. It holds 18 beds, and is floored with wood covered with linoleum. In this tent the temperature can be kept down to from GO to 70' F. even in the hot weather. The Toilet tent, also holding 18 beds, differs from the Herbet in having a domed roof and only two windows on each side ; it is somewhat more difficult to keep cool. The Decker tent is a structure of "carton" or })apier-mache panels held in place by a wooden skeleton. The chief objection to it is the difficulty of keeping it cool. The Raid's house lends itself admirably to its new functions. In the centre of its court or patio is a well, used only for cleansing purposes ; the white colonnade of Moorish arches that surround it, covered with green creepers, give a grateful shade to the rooms wherein the wounded lie look- ing out into the sunshine. The maze of small offices near the patio have all been turned to HYGIENE OF FIELD FORCE 105 account. In one is the operating-table ; in the next the dressing-table ; here is a great store of sulphate of iron and phenic acid — the disinfectants chiefly used ; there the kitchen turns out most savoury food for 200 men daily. Macaroni, ragout of chicken, vegetable soup, legs of mutton and beef were cooking ; in another room were the tisanes or drinks for the fever patients. Fresh beef- tea is the staple diet of the sick ; 63 kilos of beef are daily bought by the non-commissioned officier d'Administration responsible for the victual- ling of the hospital. Fresh milk and tea are given to the more seriously ill ; and chicken, fish, and cutlets to the convalescents. One small room was piled high with tins bearing the legend " Swiss Milk," but the " Triumph " brand is the one in general use. Another cell was piled to the ceiling with mineral water — Vichy and others, which are sold to sick officers at a nominal price. All the water used for drinking and cooking purposes comes from the distilling plant on the seashore to the north of the town, which turns out between 50,000 and 60,000 Htres daily. This distilled water is reserved entirely to the use of the troops. The hospital ship ViiMong leaves Casablanca fortnightly for Oran, taking away the men in- valided, and bringing drafts on the return voyage. The staff at the hospital consists of 4 doctors, 10 nurses, and 51 mjifmiers or medical corps staff. On the day of my visit there were 152 cases under ion GENERAL D'AIMADE IN MOROCCO treatmeiit, out of a total force of over 9000 men. Of these 50 were suff'erino- from injmMes, of whom 20 were wounded in battle, and 102 were fever patients. The French are debarred by the joint control of the Powers from putting in force a Contagious Diseases Act. If a man comes to hospital suffering from venereal he is questioned as to the locality where he contracted the disease ; a sentry is then posted at the door, and no French troops are allowed to enter. A ver}^ small number of this class of patient has, however, been under the hands of tlie French surgeons. Tiie proximity of the sea helps the sanitation of the camps. Tubs, disinfected with sulj)hate of iron, are used in the latrines, and are emptied daily on the sliore. The French have done much to effect a change for the Ijetter in the superficial cleanliness of the town, but to suppress the foul emanations of its reeking soil is beyond them. Perhaps it is just as well that here again the joint control of the Powers renders radical drainage operations out of the ques- tion, for any tampering with the subsoil would inevitably induce epidemics of diphtheria and typhoid. The perfect cleanliness of the French liospital-camp rejoices the soul of the visitor emerg- ing from the dirty kennels and malodorous slums of the town : tlie neat walks ; the gleaming linoleums ; the white stone flags; the trim garden; the laundry HYGIENE OF FIEED FORCE 107 where the Jewesses are scrubbhig ; these breathe a spirit quite alien to their surroundings. The order, smoothness, and method of the work- ing of the hospital arrangements strike the most casual observer as implying long experience and complete grasp on the part of those responsible for their organisation ; mistakes were made in Mada- gascar, in Tongking, and in China ; but here so far not a hitch has occurred. In another respect the sick French soldier on foreign service is better oif than his predecessors ; he is now looked after and devotedly nursed by ladies. For the first time the Red Cross Society of France has been authorised by the Minister of War to send nurses to the front. Mme. la Gendrale Hervc arrived at Casablanca in September last with fourteen nurses, all of whom have gone through regular courses in the hospitals and medical schools, and who have gained practical experience by working among the Parisian poor. These ladies all live together in a small Moorish house in the centre of the town ; that is to say, they eat and sleep there ; but from morning to night they are hard at work in the hospitals, ten in the base hospital I have tried to describe, and four in that known as " Ambulance No. 2 " — an overflow hospital for non-infectious fever patients, situated within sound of the swish of the great banana trees in the Belgian Consul's garden. These ladies work anonymously ; they will not divulge their identity ; 108 GEXEUAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO they adore their work, and the soldiers adore t'hem. So keen is the coin petition among the ladies of France to come out to the front as nurses that the present batch are reluctantly forced to retire at the end of six months' service, in order to give place to others. They love to talk to you about the boys tliey work for ; what unselfish, ungrumbling, merry fellows they are ; tlieir faces light up when you speak of their countrymen's magnificent qualities as soldiers — of their pluck, their endurance, their never-failing cheeriness. Tlie white-robed ladies are there, and so all that matters of religion comes to the bedside of the dying man. By a singular clause of the Madrid Convention of 1864 no French priest is allowed in Morocco. If the patient asks for an aumonier, one of the half- dozen Sjmnish Franciscans in the town is sent for ; and every day you may see the brown-clad rope- girdled figures gliding about the camp on their errands of comfort and of peace. At the grave- side it is usual for a comrade of the dead to read a passage of the burial service. At Ber Rechid in January took place the fune- rals of a Legionary and of a Zouave who had died of the wounds they had received the previous day. The still figures, wrapped in canvas shrouds, with wreaths of orange marigold and purple linaria lying on their breasts, were carried by their friends along the great ditch without tlie wall, into HYGIENE OF FIELD FORCE 109 a quiet corner by the angle of a bastion. The General and his staff headed the procession of mourners ; then came the other officers ; then hundreds of the rank and file. At the graves General d'Amade stepped forward and spoke of the glory of a soldier's death ; of the valour of the dead lying there ; of the gratitude of France. Then, in turn, the captains of the companies in which the dead men served came out from the throng and pronounced their elegy. They briefly told their history ; they spoke of their good qualities as sol- diers and comrades. And then, last of all, a little, red-faced, spectacled Legionary took his place before the crowd, and in a loud, clear voice pro- nounced the Lord's Prayer. The soldiers had stood seemingly unmoved till now; but when the "Amen" of the blue-coated priest was said the tears were trickling down the bearded cheeks of a hundred veterans. SIDl EL MEKKI, AND THE SECOND SETTAT On February 2 Col. Boutegourd, commanding the Tirs (Black Earth) column at Ber llechid, fought the most determined and critical action of the campaign. Never did the Moors attack with greater confidence ; never did the French troops display to greater advantage their qualities of coolness, of courage, and of discipline. It was a day when danger assayed men's mettle ; and the heroism of Ricard, of Kergorlay, and of Bosquet was the outcome of the test. Boutegourd left Ber Rechid soon after mid- night on the 2nd with a small force composed of a squadron of Chasseurs, a battery of field-guns, four companies of the Foreign Legion, and two companies of Tirailleurs. His objective was a large herd of cattle assembled in the neighbourhood of Sidi el Mekki, some twelve miles to the south-west. It appears (for no correspondents were with the force, and consequently this brief outline of the fight has been patched together from the narra- tives of officers and men) that the French, by seven o'clock in the morning, had achieved their purpose, and that the five thousand head of cattle, 110 SIDI EI. MEKKI 111 abandoned by their few score of guards, were at their mercy. But Col. Boutegourd, who is nothing if not a fighting man, was not satisfied. He had got cattle, but he wanted Moors. So, leaving the plunder very inadequately protected, he moved off with the bulk of his column further south, apparently in the hope of coming upon the enemy. He was not disappointed. The mounted cattle-guards had galloped straight away to the hills about Settat and warned the tribesmen of the coming of the French. Five or six thousand Moors jumped on their ponies and swarmed across the plain to recover their commissariat bullocks ; and no one fights better than the carnal man who sees his next three months' ration of beef being shepherded towards his enemy's camp. The Moors were not slow to grasp the situa- tion ; they seized the advantage of the interior lines, and swooped in between the main body of the French and their comrades with the beasts. They realised their numerical superiority of at least five to one, and fought with the dogged- ness which they reserve for encounters in which victory seems assured. Boutegourd saw the danger to which his Chasseurs guarding the cattle were exposed, and retired his square, fighting as he went, towards them. The cavalry, on the other hand, saw the futility of trying to retain possession of the herds, and leaving them charged galjg.ntly down 112 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO on the advancing Arabs, Eye-witnesses agree that in all the campaign there was never a fight like this. The Kaids had brought with them every in- centive to the valour of their followers. The long white lines were flecked with the ensigns of the tribes — green, yellow, red, and blue ; the exhortations of holy men sounded above the fanatical yells of the Faithful ; foot soldiers, armed only with bludgeons, were there to drag the screaming barbs still nearer to the bayonets. At one time it looked as though a troop of Chasseurs must be annihilated, but the devotion of Ricard, of Kergorlay, and of Rousseau saved them ; at another it seemed hopeless to think of checking the rush of Arabs on the eastern face of the square, Ijut Bosquet, working his mitrail- leuse alone, his men all killed or wounded, succeeded in doing so ; of the coolness of the Leerionaries when the Moors were within a hundred yards of them, stopping to fondle pet kids and dogs between two deadly shots, their officers spoke afterwards with natural pride. Bosquet's fight was Homeric. He was on the most exposed face of the square, in command of a machine-gun, and in a very short time all his men were either killed or wounded. Bosquet, now separated from a surging mob of Arabs by only a few dozen yards, continued to pour a stream of bullets into the dense masses of the SIDI EL MEKKI 118 enemy, until the ground in front of him rose up in a wall of dead and dying men and horses. How lie himself escaped is a miracle. Asked what his sensations at the time were, he said : "Curiously enough, I felt no fear; I kept think- ing to myself, ' What wouldn't I give for a camera ! '" At last his ammunition ran out, and Bosquet, now apparently an object of super- natural awe to the Moors, hoisted his gun on his back and retired unmolested. The other heroes of the day are dead ; General d'Amade himself has written their panegyric ; their names are already inscribed on France's roll of fame. But Bosquet, the quiet, blue-eyed, yellow-bearded Bosquet, no less a hero, still lives, and life must not be allowed to obscure the greatness of his valour. Bicard's charge was a desperate venture against overwhelming odds — " une chevauchee audacieuse," as General d'Amade styles it, where half-a-dozen brave men rode to certain death in order to extricate their comrades. Lieutenant Ricard, close upon the Arabs, had his horse shot under him, and got on to his feet to be the taro;et of a hundred rifles. Up to him galloped Corporal de Kergorlay and Trooper Rousseau, and seizing each a hand, pulled him along with them as they cantered back. Presently a bullet struck de Kergorlay in the back, and he fell dead. A moment after- wards Rousseau was hit in the wrist, and Ricard H 114 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO ordered liim to gallo}) on into safety. The gallant fellow refused to go, and was killed as lie spoke. Then Ricard seized his carbine, and turned to face his foes, and killed two of them before he, too, died. The Frencli got back to Ber Rechid tliat night at half-past seven, after nineteen hours' fifi^htina and marching;, with a loss of eleven killed and forty-one wounded. Amongst the latter was Passard, Colonel of the mixed regiment of Legionaries and Tirailleurs, hit by a spent bullet on the right shoulder. " The brutes wanted to stop me shooting, curse them ! " cries Passard the indomitable from his mattress. For when Passard cannot get bigger game he condescends to feathered bipeds. The death of the Clievalier de Kergorlay, a scion of one of the oldest Breton families, and a Corporal of Chasseurs, was a real grief to me, for I had seen more of him than of any other man in the force. A fortnight before, on the march towards Settat, I heard myself addressed in per- fect English by a handsome young Chasseur of the General's escort ; and every day thenceforward I rode with him for a couple of hours, rejoicing to hear my native tongue in a strange land. One of the last things he said to me was : " I'm fed up with this job of holding officers' horses ; I wish we could liave two or three good fights and then go back to Paris!" Well, my brave and kindly friend, you have your wish ; you have SIDI EL MEKKI 115 fought the good fight, and your memory has gone home to France, to be honoured there for ever. His headless, naked trunk was recovered, and over him and his mutikited conu'ades General d'Amade pronounced the following oration : — Ber Rechid, le 14 Fe'vrier 1908. Corps de D^barquement de Casablanca. Colonne du Littoral Etat Major. " Je viens ddposer une couronne sur ces tertres de pierre qui perpdtueront, en attendant un monu- ment plus digne de leur bravoure, le souvenir de trois vaillants cavaliers francais — Le Lieutenant Ricard, Le Brigadier de Kergorlay, Le Chasseur Rousseau, du 3 Chasseurs d'Afrique qui dans une che- vauchee audacieuse ont voulu se sacrifier pour degager leur peloton serre de pres par I'eimemi. lis succomberent ici meme, le 2 Fevrier, nous donnant a nous et aux generations qui nous suivront I'exemple de leur h^roisme. Autant que la puissance de nos armes cet ex- ample frappera nos adversaires. II leur manque sans doute la culture qui ne peut naitre qu'au contact de la civilisation. Mais nous savons qu'il est une vertu qui ne leur fait pas defaut et qui deja les rapproche de nous, c'est le courage. lis sauront comment les francais aussi bono- 116 GENERAL D'AIMADE IN ^MOROCCO rent le courage et rendeiit a ceux qui ont succombe daus le combat rhommage qui leur est du. Mon hommage s'^tend aux braves soldats qui ont tentd au peril de leur vie de sauver leur Chef et leurs camarades, S'ils ne rcussirent pas dans leur gcnereuse temerite c'est que la tache depas- sait les forces humaines. L'impossible a ete tente. De tous temps la Cavalerie a eu h, payer son glorieux privilege d'etre toujours le plus pr^s de I'ennemi. A elle la gloire, a elle aussi le sacrifice. Vaillants Camarades, reposez en paix. Vous avez donne k la France ce que vous aviez de plus clier : votre jeunesse, vos espoirs, votre vie. Sur une terre arrosee d'un sang aussi genereux que le votre, la moisson est certaine. Grace ^ vous croitront un jour prochain, sur le sol du Maroc les memes fleurs que celle de France." The moment General d'Amade at Casablanca with the Littoral column was informed of the auda- cious behaviour of the tribesmen at Mekki he determined to unite the Littoral and Tirs columns and give the Moors a lesson. Accordingly on Monday, February 3, the Littoral marched out of Casablanca to Mediouna, en route for Ber Rechid. On the previous march I had gone (such was the hurry of departure and so great the difficulty of obtaining mules for transport) for a ten days' STDI EL MEKKI 117 campaign without a tent, witliout provisions, with- out a bed or blanket, and without a servant. I had my black horse Maroc and a fur coat, and managed somehow. But on the present occasion I was royally equipped. All the camp outfit I was obliged to leave behind before was now packed on two excellent mules — Zahara and Ayesha, the Beauty and the Jasmine Flower ; and two men had been engaged — Abd-el-Kader as cook and Abdullah as horse-keeper. The morning of the start dawned. Abdullah and I loaded up the mules ; better tempered or more tractable beasts I never wish to own. But the wheels of Abd-el-Kader's chariot tarried, the appointed hour arrived and passed, and still Abd- el-Kader, with a month's pay in advance in his pocket, was nowhere to be found. The truth was that Abd-el-Kader, as I learnt afterwards, was then inhiding on board a boat in the bay, having listened to tales of bullets and discomforts which convinced him that he was by temperament un- fitted for a quasi-military career. However, Morocco has its compensations. People there do not take days to make up their minds whether they are going to bolt or whether they are going to war. Packing and leave-taking likewise are cere- monies which in that man-ruled land do not necessarily consume the best part of a week. I had lost one cook ; I had to find another. In 118 GENERAL D'AISIADE IX MOROCCO ten iiiiuutes after putting agents to work a grave- faced, rather good-looking, green-turbaned Moor appeared, talking a little French and declaring himself ready to face anything for the remunera- tion of eight francs a day. It was a huge price, but I paid it and never regretted it. Hadj Mohammed (he had been to Mecca) was, and I hope still is, a first-rate cook, a quick packer, civil, honest, and willing. We never had any troubles, and my dinners were considered the most recherche in the army. I remember when we came in tired and wet to the skin at midnight after the long day against Bou Nuallah, Mohammed had a most excellent hot supper of liver and bacon, fried to a turn, ready the moment we had changed. So without further ado Hadj Mohammed spread one of his beautifully clean garments on the fold- ing table between the two provision-boxes balanced on the back of the breedy Zahara, and, being given a leg up by Abdullah, rode proudly out of the town in command of my caravan. As for me, I discovered that Abdullah had managed to lose one of my stirrup-leathers, and presently found it displayed for sale in the shop of a Hebrew gentleman, who wanted quite a large sum for it, aud seemed annoyed when I affixed it to my saddle and rode off without offering shekels in exchange. The ride to Mediouna over the rolling downs was not a pleasant one. Every hundred yards or so you came upon a dead horse in vary- SIDI EL MEKKI 119 ing stages of putrefaction. The air was heavy with the horrid stench, and my steed first jibbed and then bolted as each new corpse was encoun- tered. The saddest sight of all was a dying camel, sitting in the road slowly waving an injured foreleg from side to side. Sleep that night at Mediouna was out of the question. Packs of ravenous dogs barked inces- santly ; a pertinacious donkey made four separate determined attempts to enter my tent ; a couple of amorous camels got their legs entangled in the guy-ropes ; and the owners of these and other errant beasts ran yelling and cursing through the darkness. The next day the force marched to Ber Rechid, which had responded to the labours of the troops, and wore a much tidier and smarter air. Kuins had been levelled on the exposed side towards the east, and litter cleared away ; the ditch and rampart had been improved ; neat gun- embrasures had been made with sods in the para- pet ; the gates of the town had been walled up ; the camp was ranged orderly behind the eastern ditch ; and already a little village of hucksters' wooden shanties, contemptuously indifferent to possible Arab raids, stood unprotected on the plain beyond. On February 5 the united Littoral and Tirs columns sallied out to find the Moors. Across the flat, black, uninteresting ploughlands we marched 120 GENERAL D'AMADE TN MOROCCO to Zaouia (Shrine) Sidi el Mekki, the centre of the fight of the 2nd. There was no need to be told the area of the battle ; the air reeked with the sickening smell of decaying horseflesh, and scores of the unfortunate animals lay dotted about the springing barley- fields. Mekki is a considerable doudr of conical straw huts, enclosed by a wall and protected by a hedge of cactus, whose fantastic, reptilian habit silhouettes against the pale blue of the distant M'Zab hills. Without the cactus-grove stands its eponymous shrine — the usual white, domed, square-walled Koubba, and beyond it, towards the north, a large enclosure, apparently in more prosperous times a corral for flocks and herds, but now given over to the plough. As we neared the village, dots upon the far horizon showed that we were at last coming up with the enemy ; the intrepid Bertrand, most dashing of cavalry leaders, is dispatched with a squadron to reconnoitre. A procession of grey- beards files out of the village and advances as though somewhat dubious of the reception they will meet with, but when tiiey have arrived within a few paces of the General, and find themselves still alive, one old gentleman takes heart of grace, and makes up in violence of gesture what he lacks in veracity. A tame Moor, one of Huot's intelligence people. SIDI EL MEKKT 121 dashes by in wild pursuit of an animal that looks in the long grass like a hare, but turns out to be a lamb ; he has a long gallop, and the lamb beats him. But now the enemy are advancing in some force ; the artillery teams, feeding within their square of rope attached to four limbers, are in- spanned again ; the Tirailleurs rush to their piled arms ; staif-officers bustle about ; correspondents reluctantly abandon their lunch. The enemy were firing a mountain-gun, and several of the shells fell close to the walls of the enclosure whose southern face Legionaries were busied in knocking down to within five feet of the ground, in order to gain a better field of fire. On a slope to the east two batteries of field-guns opened on the Moors, and three sections of mitrail- leuses kept a continuous stream of bullets whizzing in the direction of the shifting groups. Out on the stony, asphodel-dotted plateau wounded horses struggled to their feet, and hobbled painfully out of the danger-zone. At length the word came to advance. Divided in two, with a wide interval between its eastern and western portions, the infantry went south- wards, nine companies on the east, six companies on the west, the two batteries of field-guns massed on the eastern flank. Extended in line, the six companies of the eastern firing line advanced alter- nately, three of them covering with their fire the advance of the others — a formation which the 122 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO French had not hitherto ado})ted, and whicli I do not think they made use of again. As usual, the guns kept close up to the three companies in sup- port, and, as usual, their fire was the chief factor in determinino: the retreat of the Moors. About two miles from Mekki the line was halted, the enemy was disappearing into the hills. We had hap})ened on a village of nuallahs, and everybody was poking about for loot. I found a lot of millet, and pounced upon it as provender for Maroc, but to my surprise he would not touch it. Most of the tiny round skep-like huts had the primitive loom stretched across their whole diameter ; how to get into a hut without knocking the loom down, and how to work it without lifting the roof off when you had set it up again, are problems which, one would think, must daily tax the ingenuity of Moorish spinsters. Nothing of any value, except wood for fuel, was discovered. One Legionary got hold of a clumsy wooden batten, and, crying, " O mon cventail ! " fanned himself affectedly. The best-made tools were the wooden pitch-forks, their three prongs beautifully smooth and pointed ; several acres, as it seemed, of thorn hedging got impaled on these and were carried off in triumph, the Legionaries beneath resembling haymakers in search of a wagon rather than soldiers returning from a foray. Then fire was set to everything ; the relics of the thorn zaribas and the beehive huts flared up crackling noisily ; SIDT ET. IMEKKI 123 a huge pall of yellow, stinking smoke came down and blotted out the distant hills. That night the force was subjected to the most irritating and try- ing of all the operations of war — a night-attack ; but, quite apart from the night-attack, the hours of darkness were the most uncomfortable some of us ever spent in our lives. The column camped as usual in a square, with guns and horses within it, to the north-west of, and about a quarter of a mile from, the village of Mekki, About 9 o'clock orders came that at 12.30 a.m. the force would march. Kann and I decided that it was absurd to go to bed ; packing and loading in the dark would take a good two hours ; for there was a strict order that not a match was to be struck, or light shown. So we were sitting smoking a final pipe under cover of canvas, before turning out to work in the bitter night, when a heavy burst of firing broke out on the left, towards Mekki. " Messieurs les M'Dakra ! " grunted Kann, and we went outside. There was absolutely nothing to be seen, so dark was it, and the restfulness and order of the camp seemed undisturbed. We were immediately behind the line of Tirailleurs forming the northern face, and had exceptional opportunities for judging of their behaviour under what is un- doubtedly a very trying ordeal. Not a whisper came from the line ; not a man stirred. You might 124 GENERAL D'AxAIADE IN MOROCCO have fancied them asleep. But no, every man was at his post in front of liis tent, grasping his rifle, and waiting for orders. Nowhere was there the slightest sign of dis- quiet or alarm ; the French troops behaved as though night-attacks were tlie commonplaces of manoeuvres. The Moors had crept up by way of Mekki, but the Frencli piquet on that Hank detected them, retired on the main body and gave the alarm. The south-eastern angle of the camp came in for the brunt of the fire, but very little damage was done. Passard, as always, was in the thick of it, and got a bullet through his tent. A couple of his men were wounded, and after three-quarters of an hour the Moors retired. It was now time for us to pack for our mid- night march, and my experience is that few opera- tions take more years off a man's life than that of breaking camp and loading mules on a pitch dark night. Tents cannot be properly folded ; it is impossible to find the next indispensable rope ; the half-loaded mule moves five yards and is lost ; the soul is racked by the knowledge that the ground is littered with small irreplaceable valuables that almost certainly will be left behind. At 12.15 a.m. we had finished the terrible task, and stood waiting for the men to move. Up comes a groping orderly : "On account of the disturbance of the men's rest SIDT EL MEKKl 125 by the night-attack the force will not march till 3.30." This was the culmination of our woes. Were we, on a freezing night, without tents, without beds or blankets, condemned to stand for three mortal hours in the mud, denied even the last solace of tobacco ? The idea was uiithinkable ; we must unpack, partially, at any rate. So off came the blankets and the folding beds, and for a couple of hours we dozed, half-frozen, beneath the moonless sky. The French troops in the Chaouiya are admir- able under all the various difficulties of war, but to my mind no one operation more conclusively tests the efficiency of all ranks than the marshalling of a force of 5000 men, without confusion or noise, in its proper order in column of route on a pitch-dark night. There was something almost magical in the confidence with which the long silent files marched out into the blackness, in the certainty with which the drivers got their guns up to the appointed starting-place. It is true that, to the relief of smokers, several officers condescended to the use of lanterns, but they only served to accentuate the gloom. The ground was very wet and slippery, and the headlands of the plough were invisible and steep. There was a warren of lurking silos in the neighbourhood of Mekki ; and the sensible horses 120 GEXERAT. D'AMADE TX MOROCCO went on gnintiufr and snorting their displeasure at human recklessness. Kann and I, after handing over the mules and servants to the baggage train, managed to strike a battery, and by sticking like leeches to the tail of a limber we finally triumphed. At six the dawn came, and the force, marching due south towards Settat, saw the mist hanging over the plain and banking out the lower flanks of the dark M'Zab hills. Above them the sky was violet and gold with stormy clouds, and the French, deploying into their fighting square, moved like spectres through the foggy twilight. Almost before the formation was complete the boom of a mountain-gun came from the hills, and the little shell fell not far from the General and his staff. Then, as the sun broke through the mists, the serried lines of the enemy loomed ghostly in our front — an enormous shadowy host, 10,000 horsemen at the very least. That day the Moors looked as though they had European drill instructors in their ranks ; their squadrons kept a line and wheeled and retired with astonishing precision. For three hours the fight was very hot, and the French, in order to deceive the Moors as to their objective, which was really Settat, and in the hope of cutting them in two, pushed on towards the east, and then suddenly changed direction and went due south again. It is no easy matter, even on a parade ground, simul- STDT EL MEKKI 127 taneously to change the direction of a square whose faces are between a thousand yards and a mile in length ; and when the evolution is carried out with absolute precision in the middle of a battle it is a very pretty sight. At the beginning of the fight the cavalry were fully employed in defeating an enveloping move- ment of the Moors on the northern flank ; but when the direction of the square was changed they came over to the west, and thundered down upon a group of Arabs firing from behind some houses. I happened to be not far off'; a heavy bullet sang so close past my horse's nose that he stopped and nodded his head ; the Chasseurs galloped on ; the Moors fired a last volley ; with a loud cry Bouchard fell dead, shot through the heart ; the next moment the Frenchmen were among them. From seven till ten the Arabs fought well ; but by that time they had had enough of it. The scene was a weird one. The district we had passed through is one of the most populous of the Chaouiya, or indeed of agricultural Morocco, and well-built farms of whitewashed mud, with their satellite doudrs of thatch, are thickly dotted over the great ploughlands. Whatever would take fire the French burnt. And so in every direction geysers of yellow smoke rose high into the air, and the roar of flames sounded above the rattle of firearms. It was some- times a difficult matter, in passing through a homestead, to avoid the Scylla of a colony of silos 128 CxENERxVL D'AMADE IN JMOROCCO ou the one hand, and to get one's horse to face the Charybdis of a scorching blast on the other. At last we reached the hills ; the enemy was streaming aAvay to his strongholds further east ; we climbed the steeps and marched on unopposed over the high plateau to Settat. For the second time some of us looked down upon the town ; but now there was no defence ; the place seemed abso- lutely deserted. Prettily it lay in its hollow in the hills, its white houses clear cut against the ochre earth, and its soft, pale setting of olives, figs, and aloes relieving a flashing bank of orange mari- golds. Then the force was treated to a spectacular display — a most unnecessary performance. A battery of field-guns and a battery of mountain- guTis were drawn up on the crest, and proceeded, first alternately and then simultaneously, to throw melinite shells into the town. They made a great noise, and fortunately did very little damage. Very little damage materially, but much mentally to many poor Jewesses and their children. When the bombardment (which only lasted a quarter of an hour) was complete, and we were at liberty to take our half-dead horses down to water in the stream that flows through the town, certain of us on whom tlie bonds of discipline sat lighter than on others wandered into the city, some to plunder, others to see what had been done by the melinite, all to get a new sensation. For a few minutes I watched three Goumiers attacking: the SIDI EL MEKKI 129 huge wooden door of one of the largest houses in the place ; they had let their horses go where fancy led them, and with a heavy piece of timber were ramming in the gate. After stupendous efforts the loud cracking of the wooden bolt nerved them to still more frantic exertions ; at last the gate flew back, and with yells of exultation the Algerians rushed in. As I turned away, wondering whether the Goum and their horses would ever meet again, the door of a large building close by opened, and the most pitiable collection of human beings it has ever been my misfortune to see poured out into the roadway. Thirty or forty women, with their children, half- naked, half- starved, their teeth chattering with fear, their eyes drawn with sight of recent horrors, crowded round, kissing my boots, holding up supplicating hands, and imploring in tearful voices, thin and husky with weakness. The older children were crying out for bread ; the in- fants wailed upon their mothers' milkless breasts. With the help of a Goumier I managed to gather the main facts of their story. When the French entered the town a fortnight previously the Jews were the only section of the population who remained to greet the conquerors. This had greatly angered the Moors, who in revenge had put twenty-five of them to death — the hus- bands and fathers of these poor women and children. The latter were then treated as pariahs and out- casts ; they were brutally handled, and brought to I 130 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO the very verge of starvation. Finally their miseries culminated in the terror of the bombardment. They said that when the French went away again the Moors would return and kill them ; they begged to be allowed to go with the force to Casablanca. General d'Amade was the last man to be deaf to sucli an appeal. The little cortege climbed the hill, and liuddled together betM^een the columns of wondering soldiers. The long black hair of the women fell matted on their shoulders ; some of them Avore patched rags which left half their bodies naked ; others made shift with bits of sacking ; the feet of all were bare ; the babies on their backs, unclothed for the most part, were cr)'ing with the cold. And the sun was now setting ; it was five o'clock, and there were more than twenty miles between Settat and the camp at Mekki, which must be reached that night. The kindness of the French to the outcasts they had taken under their protection was unbounded. Everything that could be done to mitigate the rigours of that bitter march they did. The women were jDcrched on limbers and ammunition carts and cacolets, but when every possible means of conveyance had been utilised there were still many wht) had to walk. Officers and men alike gave their little provision for supper to the starving children ; but when all that could be done for them was done it was horrible to think of the sufferings of those poor creatures. SIDI EL MEKKI 131 Their naked feet were cut by the sharp stones ; the quick pace of the infantry forced them almost to a run ; inost of the women wore carrying babies on their backs ; the strength of the children was utterly inadequate to such a march, and the piercing wind scourged those who did not walk. There was one old woman who was blind ; another led her by the hand ; it was terrible to see her stumbling among the rocks on the hills ; at last she was given a seat by a bombardier. Then the darkness fell, and the interminable march went on over the bogged and slippery fields. Far away in the .distance burned two immense fires ; they were signals at the camp at Mekki, The men blessed them when they saw them first, but their blessings changed to cursings as the hours wore on and those will-o'-the-wisps seemed further away than ever. One little boy was dragged along by his mother at a jog-trot ; he could not stand or walk ; and when the ten minutes' halt came at the end of every hour he fell to the ground and lay there. But the whistles blew and the troops moved on ; his mother pulled him up, and again for another long hour the child trotted, dazed and speechless, by her side. A gallant Major of Artillery saw this ; he got off his horse and set the woman and her boy in the saddle, and as he trudged beside them tears ran down his cheeks. The column got in at midnight, after twenty- one hours' continuous work. EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA Education has more importance in Morocco than might ordinarily be supposed. Go where you will amongst the new huts of the native quarters of Casablanca, the low, monotonous tones of boys chanting the Koran, as they sway their bodies in unison, mingled, it may be, with the sharp whack of the tawse — an implement as dear to the Moorish hedge-schoolmaster as it was to the Scottish Dominie — strike upon the ear. Moorish learning is confined to the Koran and its commentators, but the beautiful caligraphy in which extracts from those works are written in a rich brown ink on whitened boards would make an Eton Master's mouth water with envy. Arithmetic, too, is taught for commercial purposes, but any foreign learning is, as a rule, eschewed. Moors who wish to learn modern languages, and few races can be better linguists when they get the opportunity, must resort to Christian or to Jewish schools. The former are directed by the Franciscan Monks, who are under the protection of Spain, and who by the Madrid Convention of 1864 have the exclusive right of directing the Catholic Missions in Morocco. The buildings lie behind their Monastery, and are small but tidy. EDUCATION AT CASiVin.ANCA 133 Spanish is the language used in instruction, the younger children being taught by a certifi- cated Mistress, the elder, ranging from seven to thirteen years of age, by two of the Fathers. A few Jews and French are amongst the number, but the l)ulk are Spaniards and Gibraltarians. The languages taught are Spanish and French. In History the pupils first study that of Morocco, whence they proceed to general and Biblical History ; Geography, Commercial Arithmetic, Sewing and Embroidery, the latter both in the Moorish and in the European style, are also taught. Unfortu- nately, the scholars look dull and heavy, and their teachers say it is most difficult to get them to take any interest in their studies, more especially in French. The books used are those employed in Spain, and as their methods are much criticised by Spanish experts possibly some of the failures may be due to this cause. The material, such as maps, seems somewhat antiquated, but it was pleasing and perhaps surprising to see on the walls placards inculcating kindness to birds. It was a great contrast to enter the schools of the Alliance Israelite presided over by M. Pisa, a gentleman descended from a Smyrniote family, and by Mme. Benzakan, a native of Casablanca, who has taken the highest certificates open to Schoolmistresses in France. The Boys' School is in a large and somewhat gloomy building near the Banque d'Etat, and was 134 GENERAL D'AIMADE IN MOROCCO founded in 1897 as an establishment where boys could be fitted to take the Certificat des Etudes Priniaires, which is, perhaps, most nearly equiva- lent to that of the Junior Oxford and Cambridge Local Examination. But, as M. Pisa, who might well be taken for the Rector of a flourishing French Lycde, pointed out, his one object is to make men of his boys ; and, so far as a casual visitor could judge, he has most fully succeeded. What a contrast the scholars in his class-rooms present to the dirty ragamuffins in their black caps and foul purple, brown, or yellowish gaber- dines who hold horses, run errands, or keep open- air gambling-hells where vagabonds of all religions and nationalities lose their debased Hassani copper at primitive roulette or rouge et noir in the neigh- bouring Mellah ! And yet in many cases the boys, seated in class-rooms by no means inferior either in cleanliness or equipment to some of the older ones at Eton, are the brothers and cousins of the street loafers aforesaid. Unfortunately only £400 a year is available for the support of the school, but if the means could be pro- vided, M. Pisa said lie could civilise the Ghetto in ten years. There are 250 scholars on his lists, nearly all of them natives of Casablanca, who are divided into nine classes, and range in age from seven to fifteen years. Not all of them are Jews. It is one main EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA 135 object of the school to teach tolerance, and not only do Jews of all classes and nationalities send their boys there, but Catholics, Protestants, and Mussulmin take advantage of it. All are treated alike by the Professors, and the crusted 2:)rejudices of centuries are worn away in the daily intercourse of the schoolroom. The schools are under the protection of France, but receive no grant from the French Government. The language used in instruction is French, except in the two junior classes, where the two Pabbis, who are Professors of Hebrew, use Spanish with the younger children. Two other classes are directed by monitors, one of whom was wholly trained at the school. Later on he intends to take the higher diplomas at Paris. The other classes are taught by Professors, but unfortu- nately for the moment no one can be procured to teach English. An enterprising Board School Master who had some knowledge of Frenoh might tind an opening here, since, unless the French occupation comes to an end, Casablanca is bound to prove the most rising port in Morocco, and a knowledge of English is in demand. All children in the Casablanca Mellah speak Spanish as well as Arabic from their earliest years, and so have a great advantage over our English schoolboys when they begin their linguistic studies. Hebrew is the first language taught, and urchins of ten translate Deuteronomy into Spanish with a fluency which would awaken the wonder of Upper 136 GENERAL ITAMADE IN IMOROCCO Division. Portions of the Talmud, in an abbre- viated form, are read with the text. In the more advanced classes the pupils seem to be excellent French scholars, and to be well versed in geography and history. No attempt is made to convert them to any special political ideas, and to judge by a theme on the Holy War, expressed in very correct and elegant diction, some of them must be Moroccan patriots. All are taught sufficient French and Spanish for the purposes of business correspondence. The course of arithmetic includes decimal fractions, the Metric System, practical Exchange, problems in- volving questions of Capital and Interest, the ele- ments of surveying (a subject which is all-important in a country where disputes as to land form the staple of the legal business), and the theory and practice of book-keeping, so as to enable them to enter commercial houses as soon as they leave school. The history of Morocco is taught in detail, serving to introduce them both to Ancient and General History, whilst in Geography also they begin with the study of their own country. From Biblical History they go on to Post Biblical History and Modern Jewish History, in- cluding some general no^tions as to the Talmudic literature. All receive lessons in morals, but re- ligious instruction is given to the Jews only by a Rabbi. Literature as literature is not dealt with, for the students only read the lives of great men EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA 137 of all nations, such as Corneille, Molicre, Shake- speare, and Dante. Science is taught practically, beginning with Nature lessons, which are given as far as possible in the open air, and which are designed to awake that habit of observation the want of which is one of the greatest defects in the Moorish mentality. Early marriage is not encouraged, and, in fact, few of the pupils of the school marry in Moroccan Mellahs. To the Jews of the interior, who in many ways are far more akin to the Moors than they are to their fellow-countrymen in the Coast Ports, such schools are strange and wondrous portents. Boys trained in them are the instruments by which France hopes to secure the peaceful pene- tration of Morocco, for they will act as the bridge by which civilisation will pass from Europe to the Jews and Moors. But for them, it would have proved a very diiScult matter for French settlers to establish themselves at Casablanca. Before the bombardment there were, perhaps, twenty French residents registered at the Con- sulate. Now there are nearly six hundred, and nearly every clerk, interpreter, or employe who has been engaged by them come from M. Pisa's school. Plis pupils manage the local branches of the Banque d'Etat and Compagnie Algdrienne, and are found as book-keepers in the leading- English houses. Such men are far cheaper and better suited to 138 CxENERAI. D'AMADE IN MOTIOCCO these employments than would be new-comers from Euroj)e. They have a thorough knowledge not only of the languages in daily use, but of the Moorish character, and are not disliked by the natives with whom they have grown up side by side. From amongst them the subaltern employes of the French administration of the future will probably be recruited. Fear of the Moroccan is engrained in the Moroccan Jew, and he will there- fore remain supple and cringe to his former master, where a new-comer would trample on the prejudices of a conquered race. M. Pisa has also organised an Apprentices' School, in which the dislike of manual labour in- herent in the Jewish nature is overcome, and where those unfitted for commercial life are trained as upholsterers, cabinetmakers, masons, blacksmiths, and gardeners, the last being an occupation in which Jews are pre-eminent. An " Old Boys' Association" is also connected with the school, which not only provides situations for those leaving it, but had also a library in which they could find books and periodicals. Unfortu- nately this library, as well as the funds connected with it, was pillaged after the Ijombardment, and the work of the Association has had to be tem- porarily suspended. M. Pisa is an enthusiastic admirer of Arab Art, and would gladly train the pupils both of the Boys' and Girls' Schools in its elements, not only as applied to Architecture and to Design, but to EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA 139 Weaving and Embroidery. When the school moves into its new buildings, space could be found for a workshop, and as carpet weaving is one of the great occupations of Casablanca, and as far as its mechanical side is concerned, better done even than at Rabat, he thinks that if funds could be found to ]3ay a Professor of Design and Weaving, who could ground his pupils in the theory as well as in the practice of Moorish Art, it would give them a means of procuring their livelihood in the future. The French occupation has already caused a great rise in the price of carpets and of embroideries, and as the carpets of Rabat with their vegetable dyes and pure Arabic designs are extremely scarce, those of Casablanca, which are more closely woven, are beginning to supplement them. Unfortunately the weavers are not only employing cheap aniline dyes, but are cojDying the worst European patterns, and are at the same time flooding the market with machine-made edgings and embroideries from Ger- many. Hence it is necessary, if an important industry is to be preserved, that its elements should be thoroughly taught to the rising genera- tion, and I would recommend the matter to the attention of the lady patronesses of the Alliance Israelite. As Casablanca rugs have risen in value since August 1907 from 50 francs to 130 francs, their manufacture is worthy of consideration. It may be added that in order to encourage neatness amongst the boys the more necessitous are provided with European clothing twice a 140 GENERAL D'AMxVDE IN MOROCCO year from a fuud bequeathed by the late Baroness Hirsch. Not three hundred yards away from M. Pisa's school is the Religious School where those Jews who still cling to their old traditions, and even some of M. Pisa's own pupils, receive instruction in the Law, the Prophets, and the Talmud. Here, in a cavernous-looking room with horse- shoe arches and a timbered roof, where the green - painted argan-wood rafters are set as thick as those in Leonardo da Vinci's " Last Supper," the sunlight falls through the open door upon three benchfuls of boys clothed in the gaberdine of their forefathers and the djellaba whose pointed hood resembles the dress of the kobolds on German Christmas cards. Their master, a vener- able, white-bearded figure, coiffed in a bird's-eye handkerchief and robed in flowing white, is squatting cross-legged in the corner nearest the door, with a fair-headed little child nestling by his side. In a monotonous chant in a shrill minor key, accompanied by that swaying motion of the trunk which seems inseparable from religious instruction in Morocco, they are chanting the Torah from printed books. From time to time the master, nodding and swaying, gives the pitch. A bright-eyed boy in European dress and lycden's cap, who has seen us at M. Pisa's, in excellent Spanish serves as our interpreter to the Dominie, who is guiltless of any languages save Hebrew and Arabic. I hand him a small EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA 141 coin, which he passes on to his preceptor, and the clianting which my appearance has inter- rupted begins anew. Such are the schools in which Israel in Mogreb has handed down her traditions and her law since the time when the Vandals ruled at Carthaoe. No words can express the eager desire of the Jewish parent to give his son some kind of education. In Mogador a father has been known to pawn his djellaba to pay his son's school fees. It might be thought that the pupils of the Alliance Israelite would have been admirably fitted to carry European civilisation into the Mellahs of the interior, but such has not hitherto proved to be the case. Not only are the Jews gradually deserting Fez Marrakesh and Mequinez for the coast towns, but there is a great emigration of their educated men to South America, where they are founding large colonies, and whither they are followed by their fiancees. Kecent events will, how- ever, provide them with openings at home. The Jewish Girls' Schools at Casablanca are, in most respects, fully as well equipped as that for the Boys. That directed by Mme. Benzakan has 250 pupils, many of them i\Ioorish subjects, ranging in age from seven to fifteen years. She is assisted by pupil- teachers trained by herself, two of whom will, she hopes, go to France this year to compete for the entrance diploma in the School Mistresses' Course. The subjects taught and the method of teach- 142 GENERAT. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO ing are, on the whole, nearly the same as those of the Boys' School. Three hours a day are devoted to French, and three to sewing and embroidery. So far as the mechanical part is concerned both are excellently done, but Mme. Benzakan complains that tlie u;irls, who say tliey can learn Moorish embroidery at home, will only use European patterns. She thinks that a few may be able to earn a franc a day as dress- makers, but as the whole Jewish population of Casablanca does not exceed 5000, and as they would liavo to compete with French and Spanish milliners, the market will soon be glutted. She is endeavouring to teach them the principles of art historically, and thinks that with en- couragement she could interest them in Moorish Art if a market could be found for their pro- ductions later on. History, Literature, the Bible, and Morals are carefully taught, as is Geograpliy, the maps used being excellent. Domestic Economy is taught only theoretically, for owing to the smallness of the buildings and the want of appli- ances no lessons can be given in practical cookery. Science is also taught, as is Drawing, and great pains are taken with French recitation. The fees paid by the majority amount on an average to only half a douro Hassani — say one shilling and threepence a month, but many are so j)oor that tbey often have to be remitted. Girls taught in the school marry early, and often go away into the Mellahs of the Interior ; EDUCATION AT CASABLANCA 143 but many of them keep up their European training and habits, and such marriages must do much to raise the standard of civilisation amongst the Moroccan Jews. The Alliance Israelite practically supports eight schools for boys and seven for girls in Morocco, including Fez and Marrakesh, but not Saffi or Mazagan. The total Jewish population of these towns is given as 5G,500, and the schools, which cost in all about 50,000 francs a year, are attended by 1859 boys and 1139 girls, about half being paying pupils. For Europeans Casablanca has a small French school — a private venture run on the lines of a Lycee, but now that the English secondary school has been suspended owing to the consequences of the bombardment there are no means for procuring instruction in English. Such are the facilities for education open to the rising generation, who as men and women will in the future mould the destinies of Morocco, which are to be found in its chief port. The human material which the teachers have to work upon is better than might have been expected, for neither the Moors nor the Jews are deficient in natural abilities. That the results of this education will be favourable to the progress of civilisation cannot well be doubted, but it is possible that they will not prove equally favour- able to the Europeanisation of the country. The Moroccan Jew, educated on modern lines, will 144 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO prove a formidable competitor to the middle- class immigrant from Europe or from Algeria, and the sympathies of the Moroccan Jew are by no means wholly with the French, Unless edu- cated immigrants of small means can find a foot- hold in Morocco, France will find herself called upon to repeat her experiences in Algeria, and this is the more to be regretted since what is passing in Casablanca at this moment seems to show that Frenchmen are to be found who are prepared to emigrate from their country for other reasons than to fill posts in the Govern- ment service. Only the French trader, the French clerk, and the French firmer can bring Morocco under European control. France cannot afford to waste her blood and her treasure merely to set up a Morocco for the Moroccans. Her sentimental interest in Mohammed Kamel Pasha's dreams will not extend to those of some Moroccan Mazzini. Hence, perhaps, her reluctance to enter on a forward policy. The little-realised power of the Jews is thus cryptically summarised in a letter from a Casablanca friend: "I believe that Kings, and Governments, Uniforms, Wars, Ideals and many things, are only incidents and uses of the Jews, who control and are at the real bottom of all ; and that is deeper than we can go." A RAZZIA (FORAY) Early in the morning of Sunday, February 9, the French column left Zaouia Sidi el Mekki, marching in column of route in a south-westerly direction. Through the dripping asphodel, soaking them above the knees, trudged the sturdy swarthy- visaged Tirailleurs, chattering and shouting to one another in perpetual chorus audible a mile away. To the south lay the low line of the hills guard- ing Settat ; in front three abrupt, rocky knolls stood out on the horizon ; to the west there was nothing but the immense stretch of the plain, dotted by a few white koithhas. Presently from the right came the sound of distant firing. The General, attended ])y his tricolour pennon and his stati', trotted on to the head of the column ; but the cavalry were out of sight. For half-an-hour or more the persistent tick-tack of rifle fire showed that the cavalry were still in touch with the Arabs. By this time the column had reached a culti- vated dell, where a clump of huts stood beneath a tall date-palm, near two wells of excellent water. To the right rose a ridge covered with a thicket of cactus, below which blue and yellow lupins were 146 GENERAT. D'AMADE IN .AIOROCCO just coming into flower. Beyond, a field of beans filled the air with their entrancing fragrance. Presently in the distance a dark horde loomed in sight ; the sun Hashed on the swords of the encircling horsemen. The mass came nearer ; the bellowing of cattle mingled with the bleating of sheep and goats ; the red cord-bound head-dress and flowing white robes of the Goumiers stood out against the dun herds. Waving their swords and shouting they shep- herded tlieir booty between the long lines of transport carts — camels, horses, cattle, sheep, goats, and donkeys — two thousand at the very least. At the head of the procession marched the prisoners, Arabs of both sexes, most of the women, nearly all of whom carried babies, being mounted on donkeys. Then came a crowd of triumphant, sweating Algerians, their saddles, their horses' rumps and necks, even their own backs bulging with multi- farious loot ; dashing hither and thither, like angry bees, in futile eflbrt to corral the terrified stam- peding beasts. Carpets and rugs, in colour and design markedly superior to anything made in Morocco to-day, formed their principal prizes ; besides these tliere were all sorts of artistically striped coverlets, camel- hair tents, kettles, brazen dishes — all the domestic paraphernalia of wealthy Arabs. The Goumiers were proud of themselves; they A RAZZIA 147 said the wretches had dared to defend their property ; they had been obhged to run ten of them through. The gunners and the Spahis and the Legionaries crowded round to see the spoil and hear the tale, and while panting Goumiers, having deposited voluminous armfuls of upholstery, hurried away to find a camel on whicli to stow it, comrades dashed in, seized a rug or so, and made off, to be pursued and captured by the returning Goum, and forced to disgorge their ill-gotten gains. Mule-cart drivers seized sheep and tied them by the legs to the summits of their loads ; delicious fox -terrier- like lambs, with white bodies and black or tan- marked heads, speedily were ravished from their bleating dams ; black, sensible-eyed goats sat on many a limber ; and yellow puppies might be seen poised on the backs of surprised artillery horses. All the French officers who had seen service in Algeria (and there are few who have not) were licking their lips at the prospect of meshivi once more — sheep roasted whole, and torn to pieces with the fingers, after the native manner — "the only mutton worth eating," was the unanimous verdict. The Chasseurs had their story to tell. Firing at Moors about six hundred yards away, they were surprised to find bullets whizzing past their ears with an accuracy of aim they had long ceased to expect from Arabs at that distance. Suddenly the captain in command spied something dark in the green barley a hundred yards away. 148 GENERAI> D'AMADE IN MOKOCCO He and his men charged down, and found a dozen Arabs, their rifles still hot, shamming dead. In a very few seconds the sham became reality. The bnitality of the Moors has often been written about ; but only the sight of their cruelties really brings home to the mind the depravity of these wretches. When the French cavalry had surrounded the flocks and herds, and the Moors saw that their wealth was lost, they seized the nearest animals and broke their legs, cut ofl their hoofs, hamstrung them, gashed them, mutilated them. Something tangible will have been done for civilisation when, under the control of France, such dastardly acts are no longer possible. But here comes a black - bearded captain, galloping up to see the fun ; his horse falls into a ditch, over his head goes the captain ; when he gets up his sword describes a correct right angle. Camp was pitched near the wells ; and nearly everybody's thoughts were on mutton and on nothing else. I sat down to eat a frugal lunch near some officers similarly employed ; their cases and boxes were littered about round them. Out of one wooden box came a great clucking. " Where is my picketing-rope ? " cried a huge veterinary surgeon in red-velvet cap. His batman produced a rectangle of fine string, about three feet square, attached to four small pegs, 7k a •^>Ct. ^<\'^ "ik-S/f^ t bW'ftc -J 'i- 1 ■-.•■•:■-: Aftkj; Tilt; Kouav in xhk C(ii:m'i;v hk xiiio uulau Zih Guu.Mji;u Locating A RAZZIA 149 and solemnly drove theui into the ground. Then out of the case came a dozen hens, each with Its tiny string hobble ; at correct intervals they are tied to the gigantic plcketing-rope ; and there they dab about in the grass, witli an occasional vicious peck at the leg-detaining string. The capture of the animals illustrates the mental limitations of these Arabs. For two whole days the French had remained within ten miles of them, and they must have known of their whereabouts ; they could easily, if they had wished, have driven off their belongings to some safe place far away in the hills. But since the French had hitherto made a three or four day expedition and then returned to their base, these confiding people argued that they would never do anything else, and sat still under the pleasing conviction that the Nazarenes were going home to Casablanca. The vagaries of an invading army are an educative process. On Feb- ruary 11 the column marched almost due south, from seven till one, covering about sixteen miles. Huge blocks of tumbled limestone rose like gigantic dolmens towards the west ; in front a sea of waving asphodel-heads gave a faint lilac tinge to the plain, be37'ond which rose the gentle slope of the furthest verge of the Atlas. We gained the sum- mit, and saw a rolling plateau green with a sea of barley. Here and there in the distance an isolated clump of palms or a dark patch of cactus broke the undulating line. Nuallahs — the conical straw huts 150 GENERAL D'AMADE IN ISIOROCCO of the natives — were dotted about at frequent in- tervals ; but all their inhabitants had fled. Then we sank a slope golden with charlock, and the derelict kasbah of Sidi el Aiachi lay suddenly beneath us. The warm red of its mud walls contrasted with the gleaming white of its ruined houses ; its silent courts were emerald with mallow. Half-a-dozen walled forts crowned the slopes about it ; it is a place admirably designed for defence. This was once the flourishing capital of the Oulad Said, one of Chaouiya's twelve tribes ; and now it is a ruin, like all the other cities of that tyrant-ridden plain. In the distance, as the column halts, something white is fluttering ; a couple of flags are borne by tottering aged crones with covered mouths behind half-a-dozen white-robed chiefs coming to make their submission. Then the host forms square ; the little tents go up as though by magic ; horses are led off to water ; the wells are surrounded by joking crowds ; there is mutton over from yester- day, and every one is happy. Presently groups of officers collect in front of the tents of the staff ; correspondents, nosing some- thing in the wind, pant in from every quarter of the compass ; a fair-complexioned man, in flowing blue robe and white turban, is the centre of attrac- tion. It is the intrepid M. Houel, correspondent of the Matin, who has, at no small risk to his skin, A RAZZIA 1.51 attached himself to Mulai Hafid and his mehallah, now encamped at Meshra ech Chair on the Oum er Rebia about fifteen miles away. That M. Houel was an emissary from Mulai Hafid to the French General there is no shadow of doubt ; but only the correspondents were posi- tive as to the exact nature of the proposals he conveyed. Probably Mulai Hafid did request General d'Amade not to intervene on Abd-ul-Aziz behalf in the fraternal dispute as to the sovereignty ; but the correspondents had the figures pat, and with bated breath assured all and sundry that he was offering France two million five hundred thousand francs to evacuate the Chaouiya. General d'Amade gave Mulai Hafid no immediate answer ; he took his ambassador with him to Casablanca, which was reached, without fighting, in three days. THE FIGHTS OF FEBRUARY 18 The operations which cuhninated in the distinct fights of February 18 resembled in plan, if not in scope, the "drives" for which Lord Kitchener was chiefly responsible in the South African War, and they illustrate the extreme difficulty of con- ducting these combined movements successfully over an area small enough to enable a well-informed and mobile foe to concentrate his attention wholly on one or more of the weaker columns engaged. On this particular occasion the failure of the scheme and the severe handling received by Brulard's and Taupin's columns in their attempt to realise it, led to two important results. The first was the total abandonment of the drive strategy, and the massing of every available man in one strong column ; the other was a temporary panic in Casablanca which, reflected in France, occasioned the sending of M. Regnault, the French Minister in Morocco, and General Lyautey, the very successful Algerian administrator, on a mission to the Chaouiya, ostensibly to devise measures for pacifying the dis- trict, in reality to buttress by direct and expert evidence the confidence of the Government in General dAmade. The intention of the scheme FIGHTS OF FEBRUARY 18 153 was that two relatively weak columns marching southwards and eastwards respectively, should at a given point on a certain day unite with a strong column advancing northwards, and thus en- velop and crush between them all the scattered forces of the enemy within the limits of the operation. The point of concentration was Abd-el-Kerlm, near the foot-hills of the Atlas ; the day was Feb- ruary 18. Colonel Taupin was to leave Bou Znika early on the l7th and march southwards a two days' journey ; Colonel Brulard was to leave Ber Bechid on the night of the 17 th and march nearly due east ; General d'Amade with the united Littoral and Tirs columns, arranged to leave Ber Bechid on the 16th, go south to Settat, turn north-east on the 17th, and bring his force to Abd-el-Kerim the next day. In the event Taupin got so knocked about on the 17th that the same day he had to put in to Fedallah with a loss of five officers and thirty-four men. Brulard certainly managed to effect his junc- tion with the General on the 18th, but after pro- longed fighting in which he had by no means the best of it, for he had thirty casualties, while the united Tirs and Littoral columns never fired a shot till the 18th and then encountered so little opposition that their total loss amounted only to two killed and three wounded. The Moors, indeed, formed a most intelligent appreciation of the situa- 154 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO tiou ; they devoted their whole strength to Taupin on the 17th and forced him to retire; they then on the 18th attacked Brulard with the great bulk of their forces, leaving a few men to make a feint on the line of the Littoral and Tirs column ; and so on two successive days attacked the two weak columns in detail, holding the strong column to its ground on the only day when it could have been any hel}) to the others. The whole proceeding proves how tactically ineffective any force becomes when it is tied down to the execution of some preconcerted plan. " Marchez au feu," said the great commander. But if the Littoral and Tirs columns had marched to Brulard's cannon when they first heard them, they would not have gone to Abd-el-Kerim ; and Abd-el-Kerim was the rendezvous. So first they went to Abd-el-Kerim, where neither Taupin nor Brulard were, and then they marched to the sound of Brulard's guns, and got liim out of his difficulties, which were not incon- siderable. Of the details of the two principal fights it is impossible for one who was not present to give any connected account. Taupin got without diffi- culty through the cork forest of Sehoul, and past the little shrine at Sidi-ben-Sliman on the plateau ; his wily enemy was waiting for him in the steep, broken ground about Ain Rebbah, where the French had camped the night before the battle FIGHTS OF FEERITARY 18 155 of M'Koun. There is a narrow road in a valley between two overlooking hills that leads on to the high plain of M'Koun, and up this road the advanced guard, consisting of one company of infantry, was winding. Suddenly a strong body of Moors dashed from behind cover upon the French, who fought till their ammunition was expended, and then retired upon the main body. The Moors swooped down in determined fashion on the little square : bayonets were freely used ; one officer, unhurt, had his field-glasses torn off him in the scrimmage. Finally the Moors were beaten off; but there was difficulty in getting the guns up the hill ; the enemy was certain to renew his attack next day. Tauj)in deemed it wiser to make for Fedallah than to go on and risk being cut up by an overwhelming force. Brulard started from Ber Rechid at ten o'clock on the night of the 17th, and from dawn on the 18th till five in the evening when he effected his junction with General d'Amade, he was continu- ously engaged. The terrain was flat, and emi- nently adapted to the enveloping cavalry tactics dear to the Moor — " locus aptus equis, ut planis porrectus spatiis et multae prodigus herbae," the converse of Ithaca as described by Telemachus when he refused Menelaus' gift of horses. Brulard was about four miles from Abd-el-Kerim when the combined column from the south got there ; the General sent on two batteries of field- 150 GENERAL D'AIMADE IX MOROCCO guns and four companies of infantry to help him through, and he brought into camp a very tired lot of men. The doino^s of the Littoral and of the Tirs are very easily summed up. Their march from Ber Rechid to Settat on the 16th was entirely uneventful. There lay the pretty town, bowered in its groves of olives and of figs ; the Moors were gone, the Jews were gone ; only a few diseased and crippled wretches sat in the sun in the wide market-place. One of these, on all fours like a beast, writhed across the square, as though he held his right foot with his right hand. I went nearer and examined him ; the right hand and foot were in one piece. The place had now all the appearance of an abandoned home ; it had fallen to the level of the rest of the cities of the plain. Every scrap of woodwork had been torn down and carried off — doors, shutters, lintels, posts, and beams. On the 17th we marched, still without firing a shot, to the Oued Tamazer — a little stream issuing from the green M'Zab hills, near which some Arabs had pitched their tents. Going to this village to ])uy eggs I saw a hen of very peculiar appearance. On either side of her head, just Ijoiiind the eyes, protruded wing-like feathery growths, in shape like the wings of a dragon-fly, and about the same size. I tried to make the Arab who had conducted my extensive egg-pur- PLIGHTS OF FEBRUARY 18 157 chases understand that I wished to add that hen to my collections ; but he was so invincibly obtuse to the clearest sign -language that I was forced to go without her, realising, not without a certain pleasure, that her unique attractions had made her sacrosanct in the eyes of a grich-loYiiig generation. The next day we made for Abd-el-Kerim. The Littoral in square, was in the plain on the west ; the Tirs, on the east, entered the hills, and soon got in touch with a few hundred Moors, who played their delaying game with great skill. The country in which the Tirs found itself is very like the Cots wolds, except that old red sand- stone and not oolite appears to be the geological formation. There are the same abrupt, isolated, flat-topped hills, reminiscent too of the tafel kops of South Africa ; the same contrasts of verdure against outcropping rock ; the same sheltered basins between the long escarpment and its out- liers ; the same sudden valleys and sudden, chang- ing views. Indeed, not far from Abd-el-Kerim there are two hills which have their exact counter- parts twice over in England — the long flat hog's- back flanked by a treeless cone which occur near Dursley in Gloucestershire and again near War- minster in Wiltshire, On the frequent points of vantage conferred by such country the Moors posted themselves, in front and on the flanks and in rear of the French, For the greater part of the time the square marched 158 GENERAL DAMADE IN MOROCCO on without troubling to reply to the snipers, but occasionally a battery would unlimber, and while two guns cleared the hills in front the other two warned the Moors in rear to keep at a respectful distance. During the whole day heavy firing was heard on the left in the plain ; we of the Tirs thought it was Littoral ; in reality it was Brulard hammering his way from Ber Lechid, Only once did the attack get to anything like close quarters. There was a narrow cutting be- tween large groves of cactus, commanded by a hill a quarter of a mile away, and the thick column of men pouring through the defile made a mark which even Arab marksmen could hardly miss. Two Legionaries were killed there, and three more were wounded before the hill was cleared. About one o'clock the column reached Abd-el-Kerim, where the Littoral and the transport had already arrived. For hour after hour tired men and animals stood waiting in the plain, while guns and a few com- panies of the Legion were sent to the west to reinforce Brulard, now faintly distinguishable on the far horizon. At five he got in with his four dead and twenty-six wounded ; and it became fairly obvious that something unpleasant must liave happened to Taupin. The " drive " had not been a success. That night at Casablanca there was a scare, due chiefly to the needless precautions taken by the colonel commanding the garrison. Marines were landed from the warship in the bay ; FIGHTS OF FEBRUARY 18 159 the Mohammedan troo})s were sent on outpost duty ; the Spaniards patrolled the road to Azem- mour ; the Jews shut up their shops, and got upon their roofs ; refugees, with flocks and herds, rendered the streets impassable ; the balloon made agitated ascents ; it was rumoured that the European head of the Customs had sent his wife off to the man-o'-war. This was the only direct effect of Taupin's reverse ; the Moors were much better employed that day with Brulard ; and never did they display any desire to knock their heads against forts Ihler and Provot. But there can be no doubt that the panic in Casablanca transmitted something of its fears to France, where to-day a casualty list of sixty is regarded by many people as a quite adequate reason for a change of General. The Regnault-Lyautey Mission was the sop thrown to this section of opinion ; but before those eminent persons met General dAmade had practi- cally conquered the Chaouiya. COINAGE IN MOROCCO The coinages in use in Morocco are the English, French, Spanish, and Moorish or Hassani, the latter being so called because it was issued by Mulai Hassan, the predecessor of the present Sultan. Few or no Moorish gold coins are in circula- tion, the native coinage consisting of silver and copper, and in nomenclature being modelled on the Spanish. Thus 1 douro (called at Casablanca a " dollar ") = 5 pesetas; 1 peseta =100 centimos de peseta, divided into 4 grich (called reaux at Tangier) of 25 cts. each. The exchange between English, Spanish, and French coins is regulated by the rates of Paris and Madrid. In comparison with all these coinages the Moorish is greatly depreciated. Its ratio to the French and English coinages is fairly constant ; but the value of the Spanish currency in Hassani has steadily fallen since the French occupied Casa- blanca, for the reason that the Banque d'Etat and the Compagnie Algcrienne, which regulate the local rates, are doing all in their power to intro- duce the French currency. COINAGE IN MOROCCO 161 The Table of the Rates of Exchange current at Tangier on January 20, 1908, as published in the Dej^eche Mai^ocaiue, showed that the Spanish peseta stood to the franc as 114 per cent, to 100, and to the £1 as 114^^ to 100; whilst Hassani money stood to Spanish as 138|- to 100, to French as 157i to 100, and to English 158;^ to 100. Thus the Moorish douro on that day was equi- valent to pesetas 3.G1 Spanish, francs 3.17.5 French, 2s. 5.99d, English. The Moorish peseta would equal centimes 72.2 Spanish, centimes 0.63,7 French, 5.99d, English. The grich would have been cen- times 18,04 Spanish, centimes 0.15.924 French, 1.498d. English. The Spanish dollar or douro = douro Hassani 1, pes. 1, cts. 9 French Napoleon (20 francs) = „ „ 6, „ 1, „ 50 English £1 sterling . . = „ „ 7, „ 4, „ 65f In ordinary life £1 is usually taken as equal to 8 douros or 40 pesetas Hassani, making the douro = 2s. Gd. and the peseta Gd. THE BATTLES OP^ R'FAKHA AND MTvARTO On Friday, February 28, General D'Amade marched towards the east with a larger force than he had hitherto led against the Moors ; Bou Znika and Ber Bechid were practically denuded of their garrisons, and every available man was taken from Casablanca. With seven battalions of in- fantry, three batteries of 7 5 -millimetre field-guns, five squadrons of cavalry, a battery of mountain guns, and a section of quick-firing 37-millimetre naval guns, the total amounted to about 5500 men. The country between Mediouna and Sidi Ahmed el Medjdoub abounds in sudden rifts and hollows ; cultivation is frequent, and the popula- tion ofiered no resistance. Towards evening we came on the deep gorge wherein the Oued Mellah, a much attenuated stream, flows between distant green-dotted red cliffs. A couple of doudrs on the heights made a pretence of friendliness ; one flew an extemporised Frencli flag, probably com- posed of the uniforms of French soldiers stripped on the battlefield of Ain Kebbah, where Colonel Taupin met with his reverse on the 17th. About 9 P.M., when all was dark and quiet, sniping began from these doudrs, and lasted for an hour or two. 162 R'FAKHA AND IM'KARTO 163 The next morning the bivouac was broken up at 3 A.M., and, as usual, there was a long tiring halt after the column had got under weigh, in order to wait for a gleam of liglit to enable the drivers to avoid accidents on the hilly track above the river. ^ Our direction was south-east, parallel to the Meilah on our left, along a well-defined track passing through miles of young wheat and barley thickly studded with asphodel. About eight o'clock the first shots were fired. The cavalry had reached the deep, narrow red sandstone valley through which the Oued M'Koun flows north into the Meilah. All the cavalry, a battery of field-guns, a battalion of Zouaves and a battalion of the Legion, the mountain battery and the naval quick-firers were at once pushed across the stream, at this point a shallow ford five-and-twenty feet broad. The country hereabouts was a pleasing contrast to the flat sameness of the plain of Chaouiya. Dotted clumps of date-palms grew beside the stream ; plantations of figs lay beneath the shelter of the high banks ; a little square white building at the top of the far incline was alive with blue and brown pigeons. To the north the ground rose for a quarter of a mile in a gentle slope, which ended abruptly in the steep southern flank of the gorge of the Oued Meilah. 164 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO In front, towards the east, the green plain undulated for miles ; the broken, serrated outlines of distant blue hills stood out boldly against the sky. To the south the ground fell away towards a dry watercourse and tlien rose gradually ; a douch' stood on the slopes ; it was here that the charges of the Chasseurs were made. That the fight of R'Fakha was mismanaged there can be little doubt. A convoy was expected ; the authorities were anxious to get it unloaded and sent back again. To effect this an un- necessarily large portion of the force was ke})t behind on the heights to the west of the M'Koun unloading and guarding ; a totally inadequate number were sent across tlie stream to hold the enemy in check. The action, in fact, was intended to be a defensive one, with the usual results. Where vigour and dash were imperatively needed to eftect this object, halts were called and reinforcements were refused. The cavalry, unsupported by either guns or infantry, were told to hold the right of the line : that they speedily found themselves in a very awkward position is not surprising. The object of the French would have been better secured, with vastly enhanced moral effect on the minds of the Moors, if the western and nearer bank of the M'Koun had Ijeen made the line of defence. As it was, the Moors realised that the French R'FAKHA AND M'KARTO 165 were halting between two opinions. With a large force at their command they seemed willing to wound and yet afraid to strike. If ever these hillmen are to be crushed, it will be as much by the resolute attitude of their foes as by the amount of the losses which they may inflict. This fight showed very clearly that the Moors, however undisciplined in the European sense the rank and file may be, are led by men who have a fine eye for the tactical possibilities of the situa- tion. On the right of the French line the un- supported cavalry were at once singled out for attack ; and when the tardy arrival of two com- panies of Tirailleurs enabled the French to hold their ground, the Moors at once changed their objective, and by galloping across the whole length of the French front under cover of a ridge they arrived unnoticed in the bed of the Mellah, and thence made a determined attempt to turn the French left, which hitherto had hardly fired a shot. There was an order, too, in their dispositions, which had been absent from the previous fights. Foot soldiers played a much more important part ; between each horseman and his neighbour walked two infantrymen ; when the cavalry trotted the footmen trotted, when the cavalry cantered the infantry still kept their places in the ranks. The fight, then, resolved itself into two parts : the first, the determined attack on the three squadrons of Chasseurs on the French right early in the day ; 16G GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO the second, the attack from the valley of the Mellah beaten ofi* by the Zouaves on the left. The cavalry soon found that they were in a very tight place. If they had retired the French flank would have been turned, and retirement was therefore out of the question. The Moors were posted in and near the doudr on the slope, and found the massed horses, for which there was no cover, an easy target. Then the Chasseurs charged, but when they wheeled and retired the line of Arabs had filled up its gaps, and still held on to the ground with desperate courage. Three times did the gallant Chasseurs spur their grey chargers against the yelling foe, and only the arrival of the Tirailleurs simultaneously with the last charge saved the situation. Twelve of them were dead ; twenty -five were wounded ; more than thirty horses were killed. The Tirailleurs had two men killed and four wounded, all by French gunfire, which in itself shows how utterly unsupported the cavalry had been left. Wlien the Tirailleurs were alongside the cavalry an officious brigadier came riding by the guns on the French left, and ordered the very capable major in command to fire on them. The latter denmrred, saying that he was by no means sure they weren't Frencli troops. But the brigadier insisted, and the only happy thing about the incident was the accuracy of the French shooting at 5400 yards — a distance at which some R'FAKHA AND M'KAllTO 107 critics had maintained that shrapnel would be ineffective. The behaviour of the cavalry in their difficult position was beyond all praise ; fine material, well- horsed and gallantly led, they show the same dash and resource that has ever characterised the light cavalry of France. Two brothers in different squadrons were hit that day : one died instantaneously ; the other got two bullets from different directions at the same moment in the lower part of his face, which carried away the whole of the lower and part of the upper jaw. As he lay thus on the ground the rear squadron sw^ept over him, and the undaunted fellow sat up and clapped his hands. A sergeant's horse was killed under him, pinning him to the ground ; he was found with all the chambers of his revolver fired, and four dead Arabs round him. As the Chasseurs swept over the ground for the third time they indeed saw sights which made them little inclined to grant the quarter prayed for by the wretches on whom they were spurring. Naked lay all their fallen comrades ; one poor fellow had had his eyes gouged out ; the blood was streaming from their sockets ; he was still alive. Another had been disembowelled ; a third was found with bound hands beside a fire, his head charred to a cinder. As the cavalry came on, maddened with rage, the Arabs saw that flight was useless ; they fired their guns for the last time and then seized 168 GENERAL D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO their heavy-headed knobkerries. I saw one, picked up from amid a group of mingled dead — French- man, Arab, and negro — whose knob was crimson with French blood. The ground was like a shambles. Horses were dead there by the score, and white man and dark lay close together as they died from shot and sabre-thrust delivered on the instant. A Moor, a mass of wounds, still lived ; a corre- spondent put two revolver bullets into him. But that did not suffice ; a bullet through the head from a carbine was needed before that tough savage departed for his Paradise. The Moors left forty of their dead here, and no doubt they took by far the greater part away with them. Whatever they may think of the general con- duct of the engagement of R'Fakha, they will in future have a holy horror of the cold steel wielded by the Chasseurs d'Afrique. While these desperate encounters were taking place on the right, the French centre and left were firing in a desultory way at any of the enemy who might appear on the ridge a tliousand yards in front. No attempt to outflank the Moors engaged with tlie cavalry by a turning movement was made. It was not until the Chasseurs and the Tirailleurs, liampered by the shrapnel of their own guns, had beaten off the Moors that the latter turned their UFA K HA AND M'KAUTO 169 attention to the left flank. By this time the French had begun to beheve that there was no enemy within a mile of them. The Zouaves came swinging along in column of sections ; suddenly a dark line rose up fifty yards in front of them and fired a volley into their ranks. Twelve of the French fell wounded ; a sergeant was killed. The Moors retired down the steep face of the gorge of the Mellah, and wave after wave surged on again to the attack against tlie Zouaves on the crest. I was at this time standing watching a moun- tain gun at work two hundred yards behind the Zouaves ; and below in the red-soiled valley red- cloaked Kaids led on hordes of infantry, whose loud shrill yells urged one another on to death and its certain reward. The Zouaves were now supported by a couple of companies of the Legion, and the Arabs began to drop fast. But they were not daunted. Across the ravine, hidden among the huge brown boulders on the steep slope, marks- men picked off exposed men on our crest, while in front of them their comrades rushed shouting on to death. Moors generally fire too high. If a quarter of the bullets that sing over one's head came a yard or two lower, fighting in the Chaouiya would be more dangerous than it is. But occasionally one comes at the right height. I was watching the vagaries of the little mountain gun, which journeys on tlie back of a mule, and behaves as though it 170 GENEllAT. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO greatly reseuted being fired, for at each discharge it runs back about ten or fifteen yards. On this occasion it was at the top of the slope of a steep hill, and the gunners had hard work to prevent it charging down into the Ooumiers' horses and the ammunition mules. The bullets were flying pretty thick, and suddenly there was a " phit," which told me that one had found a billet close by. I looked at my saddle ; I fancied it had struck there. But the gunner next me, wearing in front of him a leather bag containing some spare parts of the gun, was fumbling in it, and presently produced a twisted metal disc, and then a bullet, with the impress of the thread it had struck on its torn and battered head. After about an hour's sharp fighting the attack on the French left slackened ; the red-clad Kaids led their diminished following into tlie sharp- pinnacled hills towards the east. The French now advanced the eight companies of infantry and the battery wdiich alone had taken part in the fight. A kasbah three miles ahead, standing solitary in the green plain, was tlieir objective, and the troops reached it without much opposition. But directly they were within the walls tlie enemy reappeared, and advancing witli loud yells made a last desperate effort. Here it was that 1 noticed a non-commissioned officer carrying a rifle, which is not customary for one of his rank. I R'FAKHA AND M'KARTO 171 asked him why he did so. " Because I am a good shot," was the modest rejoinder. There was a man riding about six hundred yards from the kasbah ; the sous-officer was invited to bring him down. He took a long aim, and then, almost before the report of the rifle was heard, the four hoofs of the Arab's steed were sticking up into the blue sky. Then the sun went down, and everybody felt that it was about time to camp. We had been marching and fighting since 3 a.m., and the ground had been broken and difficult. But there was much marching and counter-marching to be done before the troops lay down to sleep. The " Black Earth " column (Tirs) was told to bivouac at the kasbali, the " Littoral " column was to return to where the baggage was assembled on the heights overlooking the wide valley of the Mellah. When the latter got there they were told that the camp would be down in the valley by the stream ; so down again went the troops, and the horses and the mules, and when they were fully two miles down the steep and slippery road another order came that they were to bivouac on the heights. So back again toiled the weary men, cursing the staff by all their gods. At the same time a message was sent to the "Tirs" column at the kasbah that they were to return to the bulk of the troops on the hill. These unfortunate men toiled over ridges and 172 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO waded through streams till eleven o'clock at night, and tlien they had to cook their food. They went to sleep after twenty-two hours continuous work. Such are the joys of campaigning. However, these things do not happen every day, for February 29th only comes once in four years. On March 1st we woke to a drenching down- pour. The hills M^ere blotted out ; a pall of mist obscured the view. The silent rain crept stealthily into men's clothes and animals' packs, made the steep banks as slippery as ice. and quadrupled the toils and difficulties of the march. From hour to hour the start w^as delayed, and the men stood moodily in the puddled plough, longing to see the sun. At last the word was given, and down into the broad green bed of the Mellah slithered the long cavalcade, across the narrow stream, and up a narrow defile leading to the north. A party of Legionaries, in whose company I found myself as we sank the slope, were in charge of a small herd of cattle and a few sheep — beef and mutton for the following day. The sheep were troublesome ; they refused to follow the track ; and the Legionaries found running after them a course attended with many a fall in the mud. So with their usual genius they devised a labour-saving plan. If the sheep strayed a little from the track, " Bellez ! " cried the corporal; and a perfect tor- nado of " baas " issued from the bearded throats R'FAKHA AND IM'KARTO 173 of the escort, so marvellously and unutterably sheep-like that the errant muttons were momen- tarily convinced of the presence on the road of a large party of their species, and so thitlier, with gregarious instinct, they at once returned. In the narrow steep defile only a couple of pack mules could go abreast ; the guns and carts passed up in single file ; and the whole force took three hours to reach the summit of the plateau. A couple of batteries took up their position on either side of the exit to the pass, while the rest of us waited shivering in the huge barley-fields that stretched away on three sides in unending mono- tony of dulness. After an uneventful day, except for the firing of lialf-a-dozen shots by the rear-guard at a few Moors who came down from the hills to watch our departure, the column arrived at Sidi-ben-Sliman, with its familiar palm and fringe of jagged rocks on the outskirts of the cork forest. There we camped in the bright grassy flower- strewn plain presided over by the little snow-white koiibha. The next day (March 2nd) a reconnaissance in force was made towards the south-west, to a point on the Neftifikh a few miles to the north of that at which we had crossed it the previous day. The low rocky hills on our left looked like the chin of an unshaven man, so mean and puny are the stunted cork trees which sparsely dot their crests. 174 GENERAL D'AMADE IN iMOROCCO The column marched about ten miles to the river bank, and then we heard shots fired by the cavalry on the ric^ht. The Tirailleurs formed line ; but no enemy ap- peared above the high bank that hid the Mellah. The Goumiers came in ; they had seen three Arabs, who had fired on them. They killed two and took the third prisoner. That was the end of the affair ; we marched back to Sidi-ben-Sliman. On March 3rd we marched through the cork forest of Sehoul to Bou Znika. I had hoped to see the cistus, which forms an undergrowth thou- sands of acres in extent, in the perfection of its bloom ; but I was disap})ointed. A few flowers here and there were out ; but the harvest of beauty was still to come. The yellow broom was at the zenith of its glory ; it flashed like fire in the shafts of sunshine that lit up the forest glades. The place teemed with game — partridges, quail, and hares. There was a noise as of ten thousand fiends let loose from Hades ; and I saw a company of Tirailleurs swarming like bees in May. Then a huge fellow hurled himself on his face on the hare, and at once the ranks closed in, and a fight for tlie prize became imminent. But an officer intervened, and the hare-killer swaggered off with his booty to find a friend with a knife, so that '^ hallal" might be properly accomplished. The hare's throat w^as duly cut, but the hare still lived. Then the friend raised his mighty hand and smote the hare behind .xl^l A Halt at 8idi Aissa Pancakes on Shkovk Tuesday at lioi; Znika R'FAKHA AND INIKARTO 17.5 the ear, at the junction of the neck, even as game- keepers in Britain are wont to smite rabbits, and so great was the force of the blow that the head of the hare fell from its body, and rolled away under the shade of the ground-orchids beneath the cork tree. It was one of those delicious mornings when the heat of the sun is tempered by a little breeze, and the larks are singing in the blue for joy. Every one I passed was singing too — Tirailleurs and Legionaries and even officers of severe deportment. We emerged on the dell beyond the forest where formerly the paper-white narcissi made a carpet of snow ; but, alas, their day was past. The ground hereabouts is strewn with huge boulders, and tufts of lentisk are dotted about between myrtle-bushes, which vary extraordinarily in the season of their flowering, some being covered with bloom, while on others the buds were still small. Suddenly a dis- tant blue line appeared beyond the shimmering, lichen-covered stones beside the jmth. " La mer, la mer ! " cried the Zouaves ; thinking, like Xeno- phon's men before them, of the road that leads to home. In this flat and sandy plain are to be found more ground-orchids than in any other part of the Chaouiya. Here I found two very large species — one of a dark Turkey red with hairy lip, a curious and not altogether pleasing flower ; and another of a light crimson, one of the handsomest plants I have found in the country. 17« GENERAT. D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO The column was Ijoiuid for Sidi Hajaj, a place lyin^i^ to the south of Fedallah, and on March 4th orders were issued that the force should march strai^^ht thither. But the difficulties of the country soon brought us back to the flat track behind the dunes on the shore. Inland hereabouts deep scrub-covered nullahs wind unseen amid the levels of the plain, and several of these were crossed with the utmost difficulty by the guns and mule carts. The unfortunate sappers were forced to ply their spades and picks under a grilling sun ; many were the carts upset and many the delays by reason of the blocking of the road. Thus we came on the Neffifikh, two hundred yards above its confluence with the sea ; and since the tide was coming in there was some difficulty in getting the baggage carts across the flooded ford. We passed the ruined kasbah of Mansouriya with its mosque and tower, on the summit of which storks had built their nest — a prodigious structure four feet in diameter, which gave the slender minaret the appearance of having donned a straw hat. That night we camped north of Fedallah, on the slope of the sandy grass-grown dune, close to a little fig-orchard all red with marigolds, in which was a well of good water. Never have I heard a sound so impressive, so terrifying, as the thunder of the surge that night. For a time there would be a lull ; and then the long rolling roar would swell into a crescendo RFAKIIA AND M'KARTO 177 culminatii\i^ in a furious bellowing that seemed to threaten the existence of the narrow barrier that lay between us and its rage. Hajaj, like many another place in Morocco, has a name which may recall departed glories, but is difficult to associate with any existing local habita- tion. A wide stretch of cornland ; a little valley ; a walled, ditch -surrounded fig-orchard — such is Sidi- Hajaj, where the column rested for a day. On March 7th we marched again. We were bound for the M'Dakra, and so due south we steered towards the low line of blue hills wherein those redoubtable ruffians have their strongholds. Still it is a fact that the M'Dakra are the best agriculturists of all the tribes of the Chaouiya, and the most given to solid masonry. As we neared the end of our twenty-mile march the flat plain was one immense green cornfield studded with tlie ugly white square enclosures and flat-topped houses of the cultivators. The force, as is its wont nowadays, marched in column of route, and directly the boundary line which marks the entry into M'Dakra territory was passed our course was beaconed by the blaze of straw stacks and abandoned huts. In Morocco we always know when there is going to be a fight ; surprises and chance rencontres are very unusual. The French march into a hostile country ; not a soul is to be seen ; there is no un- profitable sniping, no progressive retirements from M 178 GENERAL D'AMADE IX IMOROCCO crest to crest. The next day dawns peacefully ; the lazy Arabs will not rise before their usual hour, even for the pleasure of fighting the Nazarenes ; about ten they sally forth, as to a day's partridge- shooting ; about five they go home to tea. So on the morning of 8th March one saw the lines of white-clad, red and blue-sashed men pointing their rifles all in the same direction, while a continuous rattle betokened the charging of the magazines. About nine o'clock the first shots came from the front, and the force deployed into battle array. The long, thin line covered a front of about a mile, and moved across the immense corn-plain towards a ridge, on the summit of which stood a large wall-enclosed homestead, strongly held by the Moors. I rode forward with the General to a farm which commanded a good view of the attack, and it was with difficulty that we threaded our way between a deep ditch and a mass of burning huts and stacks, which threw huge jets of fire into the sky, and roared and crackled in a manner very alarming to the horses. On the right the cavalry were making a turning movement ; the guns, as usual, were close on the heels of the infantry supports. Along the crest- line a mile away groups of Moors were riding defiantly, occasionally firing at the dots which moved on steadily towards them. Then the guns opened on the farm, and wreaths of reddish dust whirled up and hid the crest. 3Il'n:AlLLKlSK OF J-IKLT. IMjilSON JN ACTJDN uMAI;( 11 N, I'JOS) C'AI'T. HUOT ANJJ A.N AlCAIl Kn\(i\ R'FAKHA AND IM'KARTO 179 The infantry gained the ridge and took the farm, not without trifling loss, and then the flanks of the line were turned outwards, thus extending the front to about two miles. To right and left lay deep valleys, into which, and up the lillls beyond, the Moors from the ftirm were making their way. Against them the field and mountain guns were turned ; and for half-an-hour we watched the cannonade, and admired the contemptuous in- difference to shell fire of the slowly retreating foe. From this height an enormous tract of country was to be seen. Behind us the plain stretched brown and green to a misty horizon covered with white fortified farms ; in front a plateau of downs melted into a fringe of stony, sharp-peaked hills ; on the right rose the flat top of the tafel-kop by Abd-el-Kerim. Then the line advanced again, and fought its way slowly on towards the hills. Presently a Goumier of my acquaintance came riding up with a saddle and bridle in front of him. " They have killed my good little mare," cried he disconsolately, showing two holes in his white burnous, through which the bullet had passed quite close to his knee. "All of a sudden I heard a 'phit' as we were going at full gallop, and the mare gave a cry and stopped, and rolled unsteadily, and then fell dead. I'm glad it didn't hit my knee as well ; five of my comrades in the Goum have had their legs amputated since this war began, and that 180 GENEKAL D'AMADE IN ISIOROCCO might have been my ikte. Tliis makes tlie thir- teenth horse we have lost." As we marched on, not meeting with much resistance, the look of the country in front showed that we had almost reached the limit of our for- ward movement. Peaks, two and three thousand feet high, rose steeply above the plateau, their lower flanks dotted with green scrub ; the rocky deliles that here and there broke their line were clearly impassable by guns. I rode on with the Chasseurs on the right flank, who were in support of the firing-line of Tirailleurs, and we ^valked on across acre after acre of barley, until we rose a ridge, and came suddenly into the very heart of the savage wildness of the hills. Immediately in front of us was an immense plantation of prickly pear, fenced by a low wall, beyond which towered spires and buttresses of jagged rock, outlined against the steep mountains beyond. On the left appeared the entrance to a narrow gorge, towards which the ground where we stood fell almost perpendicularly two hundred yards aAvay. On the right the land sloped gradually to the hills. Hidden by the cactus grove lay the camp of the Mehallah. When the Moors had seen that they were powerless to arrest the French advance, and that the General evidently knew the whereabouts of their lair, they had hurried back and tried to remove their belongings. R'FAKHA AND M'KARTO 181 But the French were too quick for them. The guns were brought up with admirable despatch, and two batteries opened on the long stream of white-clad fugitives that poured from the rocky heights into the ravine. o The din was awful ; the carnage was gruesome. The eight guns fired as fast as the gunners could ram in the shells, and through the narrow valley rolled their thunder, and struck the great wall of mountain beyond, and came volleying back to meet a fresh discharge, so that the air was a very vortex of sound. M. Reginald Kann, the correspondent of the Temps, who was all through the Russo-Japanese war, told me that even at Liao-yang he never heard anything to equal the noise of this salvo. The main body of the fugitives were penned in the valley beneath the fire of the guns, but a few dashed out through the tall cactus plantation, just as the leading battalion of Tirailleurs came up. The fugitives had a start, the corn was high ; the Tirailleurs were excited, and most of the Arabs got away into the gorge. Then the troops turned to the steep hill across the gorge, now covered with white figures riding among the boulders, clambering up the narrow paths — all in the most dignified unhasting way. The cannonade had now lasted about half-an-hour, and those of the Arabs who were not dead had turned up a little side valley where they became, if anything, more ex- 182 GEXEllAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO posed to gun-fire from the right than they pre- viously had been from the rear. But now the cease-fire sounded ; the echoes of the guns died away in the recesses of the violet hills ; the long stream of flying Arabs escaped the annihilation which only General d'Amade's humanity averted. He is reported to have said : " Enough are killed ; there are women and children amongst them ; sound the cease-fire." So the bloodthirsty Tirail- leurs reluctantly obeyed their shouting, storming subalterns, and turned their minds to the not unprofitable subject of looting. Behind the tall cactuses, and entirely sheltered by them, perched on the very edge of the steep escarpment, was the dismantled camp of the Meliallah commanded by Mahmoud, Mulai Hafid's cousin. The tiny paths which led through the forests of fleshy leaves opened suddenly on a ledge almost enclosed by huge lichen-covered crags. All about lay tlie scattered debris of the camp. Circular trenches showed where the bell-tents of the Kaids had stood ; camel's-hair tents were lying on and under the thorny stems of the cactus ; the ground was a litter of boxes, jars, rugs, and mats ; among which hundreds of fowls and dozens of dogs were enjoying a new-found and somewhat embarrassed liberty. The Tirailleurs are good shots with stones, and can shy a stick with wonderful precision, so that in a very short time the chickens of mature R'FAKHA AND M'KARTO 183 age were no more. As I wandered through tlie tangled wreck on the ledge of rock, I came on a huddled bundle of rags, which at first sight looked like a corpse. A closer inspection revealed an aged woman on all fours, calmly picking up barley from tlie ground, and putting the corns one by one into lier mouth, between times muttering to herself in a low voice. Her friends had deserted her ; she was too old and feeble to be of any use. There she would stay in the cold and the rain until the scanty store of barley was exhausted, and release came. Thus the Arabs towards their grandmothers. A pair of beautiful little black kids, tied together by a string, came bleating up to me ; I wished I could have taken the pretty creatures away. Puppies were to be had for the picking up ; but I had had too much experience of the ungrateful fangs of Arab dogs. As I retraced my steps towards the opening of the valley, and towards the guns, the ground grew flatter, and cavalrymen were riding about in search of loot. One of them had got a fine collection of the conical, woven grass dish-covers used to keep hot the daily Kesksoo, things inevitably recalling the hat of a Chinaman. I was examining these particularly well-made utensils when I heard a voice say, " II n'est pas encore mort, le salaud, le charogne ! " And then there came the report of a carbine fired just behind 184 GENERAL D AINIADE IN MOROCCO jne. I turned and saw a miserable wretch of an Arab lying on his side, with blood spouting from a wound on his forehead, his thin black legs stretched out stark, his body covered by a mass of filthy rags. The Chasseur fancied he had done the job ; but it takes a good deal to kill a Moor. The blood poured into his eyes and into his mouth ; he breathed ster- torously, and moaned in a low voice ; once or twice he raised his skinny hand, and shifted the red turban a little higher off his face. In the main valley the ground was a mass of dead horses and littered household goods, with here and there a corpse which the survivors had not had time to remove. But for the most part the dead had been carried off; the struggling line of white figures in the little valley to the north moved slowly and painfully ; they were hampered by the numbers of their dead. While these events were taking place in front the Moors were attempting to pass round the flanks of the French and to take them in the rear. Owing to the excellence of General d'Amade's dispositions the manttiuvre was completely foiled. Colonel Pas- sard, in command of liis composite battalion of Legionaries and Tirailleurs, liad l)een kept in re- serve to defeat any similar movement ; and he concealed his men with such skill that the usually wary Moors walked straight into his arms. The French lay liidden on the far side of a ridge at the head of a little nullah ; the Moors crept up R'FAKHA AND M'KARTO 185 the near side, knowing that the French were not far off, but Httle reckini^ that they were within fifty yards. Suddenly the French hne rose uj) and charged with the bayonet, and eight Moors died. The rest fled the way they had come, and the Frenchmen fired at them with the rifles of the men they had just bayoneted ; " to make bigger holes " as they said. Thirteen more Moors were shot as they dashed down the stony bed of the nullah ; and Colonel Passard — the Wild Boar, as his men affectionately call him — added another success to the list which entitles him to be considered • the ablest infantry leader in the force. The moral effect of this battle of M'Karto on the minds of the Moors was very great. They seemed to have looked on the arrival of heavy guns within a stone's-throw of their mountain camp as a sheer impossibility, and when it became evident that the guns were coming the extraordinary rapidity of the march of the infantry gave them no time to get away. The Tirailleurs must receive their due meed of praise for their work that day ; the pace they set was wonderful. I was ridino- beside them on a o horse who is by no means a slow walker, but he cannot walk as fast as a mule, and yet the ammu- nition mules were continually being urged into a trot to keep them up with the firing-line. Great credit is due, too, to the artillery under Major 18G GENERA r. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO Massenet, who had his guns ahnost level with the infantry supports, and brought them into position at the decisive moment with magnificent effect. It is difficult to decide so soon after the event whether the order to cease fire when the enemy was in his grasp was a politic move on General d'Amade's part or not. Those who know the Moors best agree that a complete and overwhelm- ing defeat is the only way to bring home to them the superiority of their foe. It may be that the signal humanity displayed by General d'Amade may have no other effect than to prolong the tribe's resistance. The sun sank behind the pinnacled hills, and the long and weary task of collecting the scattered units of the force was still unfinished. The staff were examining a mountain -gun carriage which Mahmoud had left behind him in his hurry ; four hundred yards away the prickly pears formed their impenetrable hedge. Suddenly a bullet sang close over our heads, and a report came from the thicket ; then another bullet closer than before. The Tirailleurs formed line, and poured a volley into the fleshy-leaved forest. But the sniper had set a bad example, and dozens of Moors riding on the sky-line to the north harassed the tired troops as they marched back in the dark to their bivouac on the little Oued Aceila. Thus ended the battle of M'Karto. THE POSITION OF SPAIN IN THE MOORISH QUESTION No one who has conversed with the Spanish officials at Casablanca can have failed to have been struck by the quiet way in which they emphasise the fact that Spain at the Conference of Algeciras received a mandate from Eurojoe equal to that given to France to restore order in the Moroccan ports. By that Act the Staff of Instructors of the Shereefian police (officers and non-commissioned officers) were to be mixed at Tangier and at Casablanca, Spanish at Tetuan and Laraiche, and French at Rabat, Mazagan, Saffi, and Mogador, whilst if France was given the exclusive right of arranging with Morocco to enforce the regulations respecting the illicit traffic in arms on the Algerian frontier, which may roughly be taken to mean Morocco as flir as the river Mouliya, Spain was accorded similar rights as to the Riff Country, that is to say from the neighbourhood of Tetuan to the Mouliya, and in the regions adjoining the frontiers of her possessions generally. Accordingly Spanish troops hold that section of the defences of Casablanca which extends south 188 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO of the town from tlie Marakesii Koad to the sea. A Spanish inspector has been appointed to co- operate with the French in the organisation of the Moroccan pohce, and until the force can he raised, a body of 100 Riffians recruited near Ceuta and trained there assists under Spanish officers in preserving order inside the town. It is true that certain regrettable incidents marked the co-operation of the French and Spaniards in the early days of the occupation, but these are now at an end, and the dis- tinguished Commander of the Spanish forces, Colonel Bernal, whose regiment (the 69th) has been sent to Casablanca from Ceuta, spares no pains to ensure a good understanding with General d'Amade. The force at his disposal does not exceed (including the Riffians) some GOO men; Init, though his instructions for the present forbid him to take any part in the operations in the field, these men are admirably officered, armed, equi})ped, and housed, and if, owing to the Spanish system of service, they are mostly youths of from twenty-two to twenty-four years of age, they look fit to go anywhere and do anything, and should the chance arise, will most certainly give a good account of themselves. The Spanish Government have show^n their sense of the imi)ortance of the mission confided to them by Europe by sending a picked regiment to Casablanca, and though they have been much THE POSITION OF SPAIN 189 hampered by waut of* funds, yet thoy are doing their full share in co-operating in the defence of the town. It will be a great pity if English and French public opinion, as distinguished from those re- sponsible for the conduct of foreign affairs, fails to recognise that for good or for evil Spain is now a third partner in the Anglo-French entente cordiale so far as everything connected with the Mediterranean is concerned. Hecent events have shown but too clearly that the old English Alliance with Portugal is exposed to grave risks, for it is only too certain that a Portuguese Ilepublic would not co-operate with England as the Monarchy has done under the Braganzas, with but slight interruption, since Charles II. married Catherine in 16G2. To France, as her wisest statesmen have always seen, a friendly Portugal is almost as important as it is to their English neighbours. Lisbon and Lagos have almost the same significance in the ears of a French Minister of Marine as they have in those of a First Lord of the Admiralty, and there is no need to emphasise what it might mean to our Empire if the Azores, Madeira, the Cape Verdes, and Delagoa Bay were in unfriendly hands. But it cannot be denied that England is not popular in Portugal, and it is, therefore, well worth while for us to bethink ourselves that we may yet have to find a substitute for that 190 GENERAL D'AiMADE IN MOROCCO country in the friendship of Spain. So long as we have that friendship, Ferrol, Vigo, and Arosa Bay may possi])ly replace Lagos as bases for our navy ; we can use our harbour at Gibraltar without fear of hindrance, and Las Palmas may, in case of need, replace Santiago as a coaling station on our road to South Africa. But, unfortunately, it cannot be denied that public opinion is slow to recognise this. It is, of course, a misfortune that political considera- tions have prevented Seiior Maura allowing Colonel Bernal to take his share in the task of policing the Chaouiya, for had the French and Spaniards served together on active service there can be no doubt but that they would have co-operated admirably. However, as things are, it would be well if both the French and English Press would remember the fact that Spain has an equal man- date from Europe with France in Morocco, and that if any friction arose between the two forces, that friction would aiford a very convenient loop- hole for outside intervention. It nmst not be forgotten, however, that Spain through the mouth of her Prime Minister has enunciated the policy which she intends to pursue in Morocco when circumstances permit. She has marked out tlie country from the Mouliya to Tetuan, in other words the Mediterranean Coast of Morocco, as her sphere of influence, and not only have several of the most prominent Kaids THE POSITION OF SPAIN 101 of the Riff already sought lier protectorate, but the Biff Coast was especially reserved as open to Spanish penetration by the eyiteiite of 1904. Spain has every right to have a sphere of influence reserved to her in Morocco, for not only are there very large Spanish interests in the north of the country, but she is admirably fitted for the task of bringing those regions under the control of European civilisation. The peasantry of Andalusia even to-day are Moors in all but name ; they are far better fitted than any other race in Europe to work the Moroccan soil, and on the whole, the Spanish troops get on excellently with the natives, chiefly because they are so closely akin to them. Jews also, as a rule, get on well with Spaniards, It will be a great mistake to try and force the pace in opening up Morocco. Property is much split up and held tenaciously by owners without much capital, who may be able to use improved ploughs if they can be drawn by their own draught animals, but who would not be in a position to work with steam machinery. The produce of the country does not necessitate the use of railways, and roads and bridges, as less costly, would therefore be much more suitable as means of communication. Wireless telegraphy and telephony might well serve the purpose of the usual telegraph lines, and if the ports could be improved by the construction of moles and 192 GENERAL D AiMADE IN JMOROCCO wharves, the streets of the towns properly paved, and roads constructed on whicli auto]nol)ile omni- buses and wagons could travel, Morocco could well wait awhile before more expensive methods of communication were provided, at least in the interior, for a coast railway is indispensable. The money saved might be usefully emi)loyed in the promotion of education, possibly on the lines of the Gordon College at Khartoum, Such methods as these would suit the Spanish temperament, although they might be laughed out of court by an official from Paris or Algiers. They would be above all adapted for opening up the north of Morocco, which might justly be reserved as a sphere of Spanish influence, and des2)ite the objections which as a rule apply to buffer states, England at least should have no ol)jection to see a Spanish sphere of influence in the hinterland of Tangier, as it might seem to obviate the risks of friction to which the entente cordiale with France might otherwise, in time, become exposed. By doing anything which may enhance the prestige of the reigning dynasty in Spain we shall be doing good work not only for England but for France, and there is no j^ower so well fitted as England to act as a bridge between France and her neighbour beyond the Pyrenees. All three countries have equal interests in the Mediterranean regions, and in these Morocco THE POSITION OF SPAIN 193 alone would appear to be the spot where a breach might be made in their present close friendship. Let Spanish sentiment and Spanish interests be respected in Morocco and another buttress will be added to the entente cordiale. A contented Spain is a necessity to the world's peace. THE DAILY ROUND On March Dtli the force marched to Sidi Abd-el- Kerim, the centre of the fight of February 7th — a white koichha and a single palm beside a little stream between low hills. The cavalry on the left fired a few shots, but there was no organised resist- ance. The chief event of the day was the arrival of the French journalist, M. Houel, from the enemy's camp, dressed in his Muslim garb, and riding his scarlet-caparisoned mule. The dawn had shown some of us what we had not known in the murk of the previous night — that our camp lay in a depression between two steepish escarpments. From the rearmost the Moors kept up a desultory fire, to reply to which the cavalry moved out into the plain, and behind them a battalion of Tirailleurs was deployed in line. The guns with difficulty got up the hill in front, and pointed their muzzles menacingly at the distant Arabs. I was watching the retirement beside a little cemetery on the height when a white fiag hove in view below in the green plain. It was M. Houel, attended by a negro. He rode up to the General, and a few words passed between them, and then down the hill again went the French intermediary and disappeared slowly into the shimmering distance. 191 THE DAILY ROUND 105 His embassy was not fruitless. Later in the day, as we wended our way over tlie undulating, marigold-strewn uplands, M. Houel appeared again, this time attended by twenty-one Arab chiefs, all carrying rifles, as though bent rather on a desperate venture than on unconditional surrender. I learned from M. Houel that on the day of the battle at R'Fakha he had made an attempt to pass through the French lines in order to interview General d'Amade. Several Moors were with him, and their advance was not unperceived by the ever vigilant French gunners, who sent a shrapnel over them with such beautiful precision that a Moor riding on Houel's right was instantly killed, and the same shot so frightened his own mule that it reared and fell backM^ards, throwing him to the ground. The mule then galloped away in the high green corn, and Houel came under the fire of the advanced battalion of Legionaries. He was fortu- nately not hit, and managed, by creeping stealthily on all fours, to recapture his mule and get into safety. The Arabs he brought in were all M'Zamzas. Through their chief Kaid, a venerable, white-headed old man in immaculate white, they had a colloquy witli the Staff Interpreter, and then they rode away with M. Houel. This enterprising French- man, who has been awarded the medaille cVkonneur for his conduct as a civilian in Casablanca at the time of the massacres, is playing a very useful and for him a very risky part in thus acting as an lOG GEXERAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO envoy between the French and the Moors. But, of course, his conduct is hable to misconstruction by the narrow and bigoted of his own race. A certain French correspondent once openly assailed him in abusive language as a traitor, but his philippic was speedily cut short by the Intelligence Officer, who informed liim that his ignorance was only equalled by his want of manners, and forbade him to discuss political matters which did not concern him. The baggage train was despatched across the plain in a westerly direction, and the orders for the day were that the force would march due south to the Kasbah ben Ahmed, and then turn north-west and rejoin the transport at Sidi Haidi on the Oued Mils. The villagers in the doudr.s that we passed during the first few miles of the march were extremely friendly ; they brought out butter and eggs and fowls ; they even condescended to badinage. I was with the Tirailleurs, and heard a woman with butter for sale make some stinging remark to the troops. A native officer told me she was asking whether they were all Jews, as she'd heard that most of the French soldiers belonged to that accursed race. A few yards further on an old native sprawled on the ground with a bit of sacking near him, begging for alms. The Tirailleur, even when his pay is doubled on active service, receives the magnificent stipend of a penny a day, yet of THE DAILY HOUND 107 their poverty dozens of these generous fellows threw down coppers on to the sack in front of the beggar. Just after this little episode, the road ran through a large garden of figs ; a dondr stood on the summit of a little hill beyond ; in front lay a plain, leading up to a white house set in a grove of trees, and beyond it a range of low hills swept round to the right in a northerly direction. As the cavalry scouts reached the middle of the plain the hills in front were suddenly covered with careering Arabs, who crossed the ridge and came boldly down the slopes to meet us. Little puffs of smoke and the heavy report of their large-bore rifles came thicker and thicker ; the Zouaves were sent on to support the advanced guard, and the guns threw shells on to the summit of the ridge. The pennon of the General always has a great attraction for the adventurous Arab. One of these gentry had wormed his way up in the grass to within a couple of hundred yards of where the Staff were watching the fight, and managed to get in half-a-dozen shots before the cavalry drove him out of his lair. The population of the doudrs behind us took full advantage of the spectacle afforded them. Men, women, and children, huddled in their long wrappers, were crouching like brooding birds in crescents near their tents and huts, and doubtless watched their friends and relations on the hills 198 GENERAL D'AMADE IN :M0R0CC0 ahead with many a prayer to Allah that their bullets might speed true. The Zouaves were firing volleys at the enemy, a singularly ineffective way of meeting the attack of isolated horsemen ; and from the constant crash of the guns and the persistent dull boom of the Arabs' large-bore muskets it might have been expected that the losses on both sides would be considerable. But the lie of the ground — the steep slopes of the position held by the Arabs — made accurate shooting very difficult, and the French losses were absolutely nil. I met a Goum on the top of the ridge, after the enemy had been driven back, who was very proud of a native gun, about six feet long, which he had on his saddle. " I cut off his head with one sweep of my sword," said he, ])lucking at his fierce black w^hiskers. The skirmish which took place for the posses- sion of the ridge proved the end of the battle. Down in a little hollow of the rolling plateau beyond it lay the Kasbali ben Ahmed — the place we had come to take. The brown walls which encircled the central white building were broken and decayed ; the l^astions were crumbling into ruins; grass and mallows made the courts a sea of green. Not a soul appeared to defend the citadel ; but across a dip, on high ground towards the east, were two large doiidrs, all round which, in little knots, our enemies were riding. A battery and a battalion of the Legion were THE DATT.Y HOUND 109 sent forward into the dip below the kasbah ; the rest of the troops stayed on the nearer ridge. The Arabs were holding a palaver ; should they fight or should they submit ? With the French, riding always with the Staff, is an old grey-faced Moor, in a purple djellaba, by name L'Arbi ben Sharki, whose long-maned, long-tailed stallion is neither chestnut nor brown, but an extraordinary com- pound of those colours. This worthy, not long ago, was lord paramount of Kasbah ben Ahmed ; but his subjects rose when he was on a journey, seized his children as hostages, and took possession of his lands and flocks and herds. No one, probably, in the host felt happier than he when the Council on the hill declared in favour of submission. At least forty chiefs came riding down the hill into the dip, and up the slope to do obeisance to their conqueror ; and for each of them, as they stood in a row, Ben Sharki of the grey face had a grim jest. Some of them laughed ; a Moor sets little value on his life ; but Ben Sharki was enjoying one of the most exquisite moments of his existence. While the interpreter and the Kaids were talk- ing- to the General there was a sudden clatter of hoofs, and a squadron of Chasseurs with swords drawn dashed up and formed a square round the group. It was a pretty scene ; one that will long remain in the minds of those who saw it. The sky was overcast with clouds, and the colours of 200 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO the landscape blended with a softness unusual in this land of brilliant sunshine. The dark green of the corn was flecked with patches of old rose, where the bare earth stood out on tracks and ledges ; for thousands of yards the gilded mari- golds turned the mountain slope to orange ; the ochre and brown walls of the derelict kasbah were topped by snow-white towers ; the red and blue uniforms of the Chasseurs were set off by their grey horses ; they hedged about a group of men in whom a sense of colour seems innate. There was a white horse whose bridle, reins, and blinkers were the palest blue ; his high-peaked, chair-backed saddle was covered with lemon-yellow leather. A black with flashing eye and enormous mane was decked out in vermilion ; his breastplate fastened to the saddle by large silver brooches ; it would be impossible to improve upon the contrasts which the Moors devise to enhance the effect of their caparisons. Most of the men wore the dark blue burnous with its white hood thrown back behind. Some few were all in white ; on their feet were either red or yellow slippers, and beneath their robes you caught glimpses of orange, blue, and violet skirts. At last the conclave broke up ; fifteen of the Moors were kept as hostages ; they rode off in line, surrounded by their guarding square of Chas- seurs. The long column of the force wound like a black snake down the track between the walls THE DAILY ROUND 201 of marigold ; the men were singing ; it had been a good day's work ; I could hear them afar as I rode on the tops of the hills. There I found the rock -roses in bloom — pink and white and yellow ; and, best of all, an apple tree a mass of delicate green and flashing blossom, standing lonely in a fig orchard in a protected dell. That night we camped at Sidi Haidi. On the morrow the four months of the Goums' voluntary service came to an end ; and a review was held in their honour before they rode away to Casablanca, to take ship for their country of Alo-eria. o The whole force, with the exception of the bag- gage 'train, took up position in the shape of the letter "E" without the central bar, the cavalry forming one flank, the guns the other ; down the long side were ranged the seven battalions of in- fantry — four of Tirailleurs, one of Zouaves, and two of the Legion — in a line of company columns. A French battalion consists of four companies, each divided into four sections. I counted several of the sections, and found they averaged forty men, bringing the total of a battalion up to about six hundred and fifty men. With three squadrons of Chasseurs, one of Spahis, and three batteries of seventy-five mm. field-guns, two mountain batteries, and a section of naval small-bore guns, the total force on the ground was about five thousand five liundred. 202 CxENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO First the General made his inspection, and then, standing in the centre of the ground, with buglers and drummers on either side of him, he distributed rewards. A white-robed, black -bearded Goum, witli red handkerchief wound tightly round his head, was the first recipient of the Cross of the Legion of Honour, The buglers blew a fanfare, the drummers rattled their drums, and the grave-faced Oriental came forward. General d'Amade pinned the decoration on his breast, and then shook him warmly by the hand. Next it was the turn of an officer of Tirailleurs, a Frenchman. Him the General kissed rapidly on l)oth cheeks. Next a Legionary got his " mddaille militaire," for meritorious war service, and he received a hearty handshake. Meanwhile instructions had been issued to the commanders of units, and the long line rapidly formed square. When all w^ere in their places the General took off his cap and cried, " Pour la France ! " whereon the bugles blared and the drums beat, and every man in the force cried " En avant ! " "Pour le President de la Ptdpublique ! " cried the General. " En avant ! " cried his troops. " Pour les morts pour la pa trie ! " " En avant ! " A march past ended the ceremony. Immediately behind the General, in the post of honour, rode the newly-decorated officers. In the line of march, just in front of the leading section of the Legion, was a THE DAlT.y ROUND 203 heap of stones, in which were stuck a couple of dirty little white flags. Three or four industrious Legionaries, seeing how prejudicial this monument would prove to their dressing, began throwing the stones and flags to the four winds of Heaven. Presently a Staff Officer, who prided himself on his knowledge of native customs and his respect for native prejudices, perceived what was happening. " Mon Gdndral, c'est une place de priere ! " shouted he, and spurred ahead to repair the desecration. So the monument was painfully reconstructed, to the amusement of old Ben Sharki (whose face twitched, and who must be, I fancy, a Dissenter), and the flags drooped at melancholy angles and entwined themselves in the legs of the cursing infantry. The latter marched past in columns of sections, and very well they did it, to the music of tootling bugles. The gait of the Tirailleurs is not graceful ; they shuffle along with bent knees, but they keep a good alignment, and not a single man was out of step. However, it is not on the parade ground that they shine ; but rather in carrying fifty or sixty pounds on their backs at four miles an hour for any number of hours you please. Of the Euro- pean troops the Legion seemed to be rather smarter than the Zouaves, and both have a swing and elan in their marching: which the Tirailleurs lack. After the infantry came the guns in battery column, beautifully dressed — as useful and smart 204 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO a lot of men as you could find in any army. The horses are gaunt and bad in their coats. They suffer from lack of water, and many of them die in consequence from nephritis. Last of all came the cavalry — Goums, Spahis, and Chasseurs — at a gallop, preceded by trumpeters trumpeting gallantly and in excellent time too, considering that the ground was very rough, and that half their horses were running away. The Goums' line was exe- crable, but what they lacked in precision they made up in picturesqueness. The further to the rear the greater the number of stampeding chargers ; these barbs are awkward beasts to hold, especially when there is a squadron of mares flying away in front of them. With the cavalry charge the review ended ; the column got into the track and skirted the low hills that dip to the Cued Tamazer, where a single palm grows by the bank of the clearest stream we encountered in this land of muddy waters. -? .i:. 2 !H THE ROUTING OF BOU NUALLAH The "Father of the Straw Hut" The French camped on March 14th at the derelict kasbah of Sidi bou Chaib el Aiachi, the stronghold of the Oulad Said, and the southernmost pomt yet touched by them in the course of their wanderings through the Chaouiya. Thence, at seven in the morning of the 15th, they betook themselves north- wards, over rolling downs yellow with spurge and intersected by narrow hidden brooks, until at noon they reached the battered ruins of Dar ould Fatima. Along the line of march were frequent doudrs, and crescents of brooding, white-robed figures sat watching the passing of the long cavalcade. Nothing escapes Captain Huot of the Intelli- gence Department. It appeared to his observant eye that pacificated villages ought to provide their due quota of men spectators ; and he put his native spies to work. These came back, after a few minutes' talk with unsuspecting greybeards, with the news that all the fighting men for miles around had gone to join the notorious Bou Nuallah at his camp near Zaouia Sidi el Ourimi. So when the troops reached Dar ould Fatima at noon an order came that the column would march at two, with- 206 206 GENERAT. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO out knapsacks, and that every sixteenth man would remain in camp to guard the baggage. Zaouia Sidi el Ourimi lies about seven miles north-west of Dar ould Fatima, but the marabout's camp was at least ten miles further on. The force had hardly gone a mile outside the camp, the Spahis scouting on the left, the Chasseurs on the right, before shots came from the front, where fig- orchards hedged with aloes gave cover to the lurking Arab marksmen. The cavalry pressed on, driving the enemy in front of them ; the French infantry, fast as they ordinarily march, excelled themselves that day. At the end of an hour a low line of gigantic rocks broke the skyline, and the bullets of the enemy concealed behind them came whistling over the Spahis' heads. They put their horses into a gallop ; a troop wheeled to the left as though to outflank the foe ; when we reached the rocks the Arabs had gone. Below us, in a little dell, lay the Zaouia of Sidi el Ourimi — a white-domed kouhha, or shrine, nestling against a thicket of aloes. On every side the plain stretched in great levels, uncultivated, save where a fig-garden made a grey-brown patch in the sea of yellow flowers. Across the plain rode thousands of Moors — separate, undisciplined, disunited ; stop- ping to fire, then riding on, some towards us, some away fi:"om us, some across the two-mile line of our front. Here for the first time the French guns opened fire, and then the rout began. Often, as ROUTING OF BOU NUAI.LAH 207 at R'Fakha, the tribesmen have stood bravely against the shrapnel of the French guns ; but on this occasion they made not the slightest pretence at any organised resistance. They often stopped to fire, but those were but momentary pauses in a continuous retreat. " Ce n'est pas une bataille ; c'est une course," said a French officer. So terrific was the pace of the infantry that the guns had the utmost difficulty in keeping up with them ; they fired until the infantry were half a mile ahead, and then the sweating horses had to gallop to get into a position which was not masked by the swiftly advancing foot soldiers. " Let me get a chance at these ' Bou Chaibs,' " said a Legionary, refer- ring to the Arabs under a name whose common- ness has made it a generic term, " and I'll pay them out for this infernal foot race." A company of Zouaves in open order passed through a plantation of figs ; suddenly a Moor rose up out of the further ditch ; a single shot rang out and the Moor fell in a heap. An officer walks up to him and then pulls out his revolver ; he waves me to one side, for I am in the line of fire. That was one of the few Arabs who that day died bravely at their posts. The Frencli line was noAv at least two miles in extent ; the Foreign Legion in the centre, the Tirailleurs on either flank, supported by the Spahis and the Chasseurs. Presently, beyond the dark dots of the flying 208 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO horsemen, rose a low serrated line, like a ridge of little conical hills. I put up my glasses ; could it be a village ? At first it seemed impossible ; no village could stretch across the horizon for thousands of yards. But a village it must be, for white bell tents are ranged orderly on the right of the great encampment — the homes of the Kaids who lead the enormous host gathered under the black waves of that camel-hair sea. The men saw their goal ; they fixed bayonets and dashed on, cheering. The din was terrific ; the guns were pouring shrapnel over the heads of the infantry, who paused here and there to fire a volley, and then pressed on. From the great town of tents, red-streaked with the fires lit by French shells, came the loud exhortations of the Arab leaders, and the shrill cries of frenzied women. Red- saddled horses, bleeding and foaming, dashed out towards the line, which now advanced its flanks and surged round both sides of the doudr. Through my glasses I saw a crowd of Arabs standing beneath the hail of shrapnel that was filling on the northern corner of the camp. In their midst a wild figure raised his arms and swung them downwards again and again, as though in passionate entreaty : the crowd was thinned, but not by flight ; I lost sight of the speaker. Forward the French infantry were racing up the slight incline that separated them from the enemy, some of whom galloped away, firing as they went. ROUTING OF BOU NUALLAH 209 whilo others got beneath the shelter of the tents, and discharged their rifles as the French passed them. I got on my horse and galloped on to catch up the firing-line 150 yards or so ahead, in the midst of the main doudr. The bullets were flying in all directions from beneath the tents ; in quick succession two shots were fired at me from behind, and both bullets whizzed close past my head. I jumped off my horse, cocked my revolver and hurried on. Just in front of me was a Spahi ; another shot rang out close by, he fell dead from his horse. The firing-line was here composed of the Legion, who stood in a well-dressed line, as though on parade, firing at the Arabs in front of them, some of whom were making for the two doudrs ahead, whilst others galloped out into the plain towards the west. The Spahi fell close behind the Legionaries, and still the report of rifles came from the tents in their rear. So the order was given to fire a volley into them, and the Legionaries faced about right willingly and let drive at the ruffians hidden in tents flying the white flag. The line had now reached the limit of the main doudr, and a little grassy strip, edged with rocks towards the south, intervened between it and the two villages beyond. Across that strip the Legion had driven their hissing sheets of lead, and the green of it was stained with crimson patches. A loose 210 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO horse already wouuded in the shoulder had hobbled within twenty yards of the line ; and now he lay dead, pierced by a dozen bullets, his four legs ])ointing to the sky. In the doorway of a tent right in the line of fire, yet quite unharmed, stood a boy of eight or nine, gazing with placid eyes at the hedge of flashing bayonets. A little beyond him a woman sat with a smile on her face, talking as though to herself in a low musical voice, whilst she wrapped closer round her a thin garment red with the blood that was gushing from a wound in her thigh. Beyond her another woman, evi- dently wounded to the death, raised herself with difficulty on her elbow, gave one look at the oncoming line, folded her ha'ik over her face, and turned on her side to die. The Arabs now threw away their arms and pretended they had taken no part in the fight. The French went forward ; a group of men on the left crouched with some women beneath the shelter of a tangle of rocks. They expected quarter ; the French drew nearer ; and still they sat quietly on. But the Frenchmen's blood was up ; they had been treacherously fired at under cover of the white flag ; with a shout their bayonets were levelled to the charge. The Arabs fled yell- ing in every direction ; within two yards of where I stood one enormous fellow fell pierced by the simultaneous thrusts of two Tirailleurs ; he rolled on to the bayonet, bending it inside hun, so that ROUTING OF r>OU NUALLAH 211 his assailant could not draw it out. He called his comrade to his aid ; they set their feet against the body ; and at last the bayonet came out, twisted like a bent pin. Another of the group rushed by with a Tirailleur — liis weapon out- stretched to its full extent — close upon his heels. The pursuer spurted and lunged ; the bayonet came back reddened ; the Arab screamed and ran still faster. Seeing that he was surrounded by his foes he determined to kill one at least of them before he died ; an engineer officer, with no weapon in his hand, was standing near. On him the Arab hurled himself with all his force, jumping into the air with bent arms, which twined round the Frenchman's neck with the grip of a bear. The Sapper was carried off his feet by the shock, and Moor and Frenchman rolled on the ground toc^ether. But the latter was in the midst of friends ; the Moor was alone ; he was bound to die, but he had done his best to take a foeman with him to the shades. A lieutenant of Spahis made a cut at him with his sword — a thing hard to do witliout hurting his comrade. But he did it ; the Arab relaxed his hold, and a Legionary plunged his bayonet into the writhing body. The long blue line surged on ; the sun sank behind a dark pall of violet clouds ; the air was thick with the cries of dying men and the stench of burning tents. The twilight was illumined by the flames, and 212 GENERxVL D'AMADE TN INIOROCCO while the last pale gleam of the sunset flickered on the bayonets the faces of the men who wielded them glowed red and black in the flashing fires. The far-flung hedge of steel swept through the brown camel's-hair villages ; every man was put to the sword. Outside a tent sat a young and very pretty woman, with uncovered face and naked breast, suckling her baby. Beside her sat a man, presumably her husband ; a gigantic, black-bearded, savage-eyed Arab, whose thick lips betrayed a dash of negro blood. A Spahi, not forgetful of the treachery which had lost liim a comrade half-an-hour before, killed by a bullet fired from a tent flying the white flag, raised his sabre and spurred his horse at the man. The horse, unwilling to trample on live flesh, reared and swerved ; his hoofs flashed in front of the mother's face, and passed within a few inches of her child. Yet she never moved, nor did a cry or a prayer escape her. The Spahi turned his horse again, while the Arab half rose, begging for mercy in Allah's name. The Spahi muttered a curse, and his sabre fell across the man's head, and drops of blood be- spattered the white robe of the silent woman at his side. The Arab staggered to his feet ; the ferocious blow availed nothing against his vast strength ; he was yelling with fury now. The Spahi, mounted and armed as he was, would have fared ill had he ROUTING OF BOIJ NUALLAH 218 been alone, but two Tirailleurs came runnint,^ up, their crimsoned bayonets at the charge, and while one lunged from the front at the Arab's privy parts, the other thrust his weapon deep into his side. The dying man sank back, calling on Mo- hammed, his black beard pointing to the sky ; his mouth writhing, his teeth gleaming, his eyes rolling ; like some huge wild boar who feels his death-wound. The red stains on his white gar- ments grew bigger and bigger ; one moan and he lay dead. And still the woman never stirred, nor cried ; as the line passed on I looked back ; there she sat still beside the bloody corpse, her child asleep upon her breast. The sun had now set ; the moon and the stars were blotted out by heavy clouds ; and soon the rain began to fall in torrents. For miles the plain was aglow with fiery rings, the relics of Arab homes ; and amid the billowy wreaths of smoke the dark figures of the soldiers dashed hither and thither in pursuit of terrified fowls. Bullets from the front, where at last the enemy had stayed his flight, whistled over our heads ; the rattle of cartridges exploding in the flames was mingled with the loud hissing of ignited powder, where geysers of grey smoke rose majestically high into the gloomy sky. At last the bugles sounded the Assembly, and the troops moved slowly, unit after unit, towards the Staff* in the open space between the doudrs. 214 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO I was on the outskirts of the furthest village. The pillaging soldiers had all fallen in and marched away ; I too turned to go. A cold wind had sprung up ; the wrack of clouds blew fitfully across the moon ; the rain drove with a cutting slant. The lines of tents were nothing now but a series of fiery disks. Beyond one of these, on the outer confines of the village, alone in the dark and the cold and the rain, sat a woman with folded hands. I passed her ; she did not turn her head ; she sat like one in a dream, gazing at the red circle that had been her home. The force, silhouetted against the expiring flames, filed slowly away, drenched by the pelting rain, and sliding and falling in the greasy mud. Now and then the moon broke from the domi- nation of the clouds, and turned the pools along the track to gold. Far away to the north a huge fire burned steadily, like some great lamp : there the refugees were making their bivouac. For hour after hour the march went on ; the leagues that passed un- noticed in the pursuit seemed interminable now. At last the moonlight showed on the silvered spires of the aloes about el Ourimi, and on its snowy shrine ; beyond, the horizon was broken by black tumbled rocks, and the men knew that the long day's work was nearly done. Two artillery horses, with broken backs, lay here side ROUTING OF BOU NUALLAH 215 by side ; together they had toiled ; together they fell ; together they died. As the head of the column reached the camp on the stroke of mid- night a terrific burst of fire came from down the line. Some men had fancied in the dark that they saw the enemy approaching ; but it was a false alarm. The rear of the column got in at 2 A.M. : the force had marched and fought, with a rest of two hours, since 7 a.m. the previous day. This expedition, which cost the French only one Spahi killed and one Tirailleur wounded, must be regarded as the most brilliant stroke of the campaign. Conceived on the instant, the outcome of acute observation, effected with prodigious speed and crowned with unqualified success, the defeat of Bou Nuallah has done more, perhaps, to bring the superstitious Arabs of the Chaouiya to their senses, and to hasten their submission to the French, than all the rest of the beatings they have had put together. Bou Nuallah may be alive or he may be dead ; his power is gone for ever. He was a Shereef, a descendant of the Prophet, and possessed of all the influence which his birth confers. He openly aspired to the Sultanate, telline: his followers that Mulai Hafid was as pro-Christian and unfitted to rule as his brother Abd-ul-Aziz ; but the grandeur of his ambition paled before the powers by which he was to attain it. He was able, he said, by a wave of his hand 21G GENERAL D'AINIxVDE IN MOROCCO to transport Casablanca and its hated Nazarenes to the bottom of the sea ; and he warned the Musalmin there of their fate if they remained. Many of these credulous fanatics joined him ; and when the news of his discomfiture was brought to Casablanca the streets rang with the wailings of women. He asserted that he could turn the bullets of the French to water ; there was no lie too gross to impose on his adherents. The force he had gathered round him must have amounted to at least five thousand fighting men ; there were more than twelve hundred tents in the doiuh's. About eighty bodies were found killed by shell fire ; perhaps fifty men were bayoneted by the French. Hundreds of corpses must have been carried away ; the fate of the Marabout himself is unknown. LIFE AT CASABLANCA Until the Couference of Algeciras Casablanca, although of late years it has been the most flourish- ing port in Morocco, lay outside the current of the world's progress, and passed on its way undisturbed by the changes and chances of the time, save when a quarrel between two tribes whose very names were all but unknown to European gazetteers closed the trade routes. Long strings of camels laden with wheat, with barley, and with canary seed paced into its gates, and long strings of camels laden with cottons, with candles, and with sugar paced out of them, whilst the handful of traders who had established themselves on its sun-cracked plains saw their banking accounts swelling every autumn. Thus traders lived in the factories of the Levant, exiled from their homes for years, laying the foundations of the fortunes which have covered England with stately manor-houses rich in Grinling Gibbons' carving, and glowing with the masterpieces of Lely and of Kneller. There were moments when in winter no mail could cross the barrier of surf for three weeks at a time, and the nearest telegraph ofiice, that at Tangier, was cut ofl" from Casablanca by 217 218 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO many a weary mile of mud. Now the advent of the wireless telegraph and the coming of the French has swept the sleeping city with a rush into the mainstream of the world. Casablanca is cosmopolitan. European infants, if they are not to remain dumb, must prattle in three languages ; their mother tongue ; Spanish, which, until 1907, was the lingua franca of the European community ; and Arabic, which is the dialect of the kitchen and of the stable. As is the case in every Moorish port, there is a large consular body which recent events have raised to diplomatic importance, and, thanks to the regulations which in nearly every European Foreign Office control the Eastern branch of their service, most of its pro- fessional members have a wide knowledge of men and things in all Mohammedan lands. Next to the Spaniards, the Germans are numerically the most important, in some degree thanks to the policy which leads the great trading centres to found travel- ling scholarships whose holders are thus enabled to study foreign countries on condition that they do all that in them lies to promote the interests of their native place. The English traders, on the other hand, are as a rule, in bearing if not in years, grave and reverend seigniors, whose fathers lived at Casablanca before them, and who in many cases, as indeed may likewise be said of the Germans, are " Mauris ijms Mauriores." Amusements are few. There is no racecourse ; IJFE AT CASABLANCA 219 cricket and football are unknown ; and an attempt to establish a golf-links was put an end to by the war. A few birds, here and there, of varying sizes and culinary properties, invite the Sunday si)orts- man to the fields round the town ; there are, perhaps, three bicycles to be found in the whole place ; motoring is out of the question ; only one or two residents have tennis courts or sailing boats. The amusements consist in rides up and down the sandhill-bordered beach, in lawn-tennis parties at the houses which possess cement or gravel courts, and in the dances which are got up impromptu in private drawing-rooms or by subscription at the Club. Bridge, dominoes, skat, or billiards consti- tute the every-day recreation of the average resi- dent ; the caf^s chantants may be visited if any special attraction has arrived from Tangier or some third-rate provincial theatre in Andalusia. His garden is the chief interest of the consul or merchant at Casablanca, for, in that land of glare, the sight of a tree and the cool dark shadows be- neath its branches are even more precious to the Englishman or to the German than they are to the Moor, lover of flowers though every native is. Most of the villas were destroyed in the fighting which followed the landing of the French, but, for the most part, their gardens remained uninjured, and more than one new one is now being laid out. In style they are, as a rule, Italian, with wide shady alleys hedged with roses or geranium, whilst 220 GENEKAT. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO in the old Moorish fashion, which is to be seen in perfection at the Alcazar in Seville, the beds are surrounded with raised walls and banks of earth, to retain the water led into them through tile-lined channels from the noria- filled cisterns. Every- where the creaking of the wheel, the splash of the water falling from its pitchers, and the trampling of the eternally-circling donkey call up memories of cooler climes, but the ruts and dust of the road which is hidden by the creeper-tapestried boundary wall too soon remind the traveller that he has not yet reached the gardens of the Hesperides. Mr. Lamb's garden, with its Bougainvilleas, is the goal of every tourist who, with sun-helmet and kodak, lands at Casablanca water-port from Messrs. Forwood's steamers ; but before the bom- bardment it must have been excelled in beauty by that of the Quinta, which Mr. Fernau had trans- formed from a Moorish farmhouse into a very handsome villa. The Quinta is now a ruin, loop- holed and garrisoned as a French outpost, but though its woodwork is torn down and its court- yard a desolation. Nature was awakening in its orchard, and pear and apple trees were just putting forth their buds. The flower-beds were a jungle of mallows, but the palm-tree and geranium hedge in the kitchen garden, which is traversed by a wide alley leading up to the house, survived uninjured, although an outer hedge of aloes which separates it and a small vineyard LIFE AT CASABLANCA 221 from the fields had been cut down by the sappers. From the terrace the eye ranges over the rolling downs which extend in a semicircle round the plain of Casablanca from sea to sea. The Quinta has, however, other memories than those of flowers. A friend and I were taken there by a black-mustachioed Zouave from the Point d'Appui camp. As we tramped through a wilderness of rape and marigolds our conductor held forth at length on the dreadful outrage which, shortly after the bom- bardment, had been committed by Arab marauders on a young English girl, the only member of her family who had escaped death. With an eye made tender by the prospect of the coming tip he expatiated on the rage and horror which had filled his comrades' hearts when they learnt of the injury done to one of a nation so dear to every true Frenchman : he described in detail the vengeance to be taken by the Tirailleurs and Zouaves on the guilty wretches, and proposed to show us the upper room which had witnessed the agonies of the guiltless martyr. We accepted his offer, and after trampling over the mutilated remnants of a grand piano whose case bore traces of fire and whose keys had once been touched by the victim's fingers, we ascended a staircase of which the balustrades had vanished into the cooking fires of the outpost. At length we stood on the hallowed spot. A broken bath, filled with miscellaneous rubbish, and other remnants of a lavatory added to the impressiveness of the scene. 222 GENERAL D'AMADE IN INIOllOCCO On the walls were inscriptions in French and Arabic. They ran as follows : "A cette famille noble d'Angleterre en proie aux cruautes d'un peuple barbare Nous addressons le vif regret de n'avoir point (3 to la pour la defendre." 2. A la Pucelle de Casablanca livree si atroce- ment aux mains sacrileges laissez-vous lui crier bien pr^s a son chevet d'hopital " Tes parents et toi, vous aurez vengeance." Un caporal du ler Zouaves. 3. C'est ici dans ce bien paisible au milieu de ces plaines que perit une famille ddvoree par les Marocains Fan 1907. 4. " Vengeance " encircling a heart pierced with a dagger. My companion, overcome by his Francophile emotions, took out his pencil and added a forcible apostrophe addressed to the French in their own tongue, interspersed with somewhat dubious Vul- gate Latin applauding their noble sentiments and invoking superhuman vengeance on the murderers. We walked away between the geranium hedges, and as a broken water-wheel creaked and groaned in the wind, in a frenzy of composition I thought out eloquent paragraphs describing " how the wheel turned with a harsh grating cry, as if demanding vengeance for those who are gone." We rewarded our guide profusely ; but when we got back to the Club and l)egan to make further inquiries as to the particulars of a tale not the LIFE IN CASABLANCA 223 less horrid or interesting because it had escaped the stylographs of all our predecessors, we were presented to the departed family consuming a whiskey and soda, and were informed that the victim in question had never existed in the flesh. Amongst the trees at Casablanca are the banana, pine, palm, cypress, juniper, pepper-tree, cardb, and ilex. The creepers, shrubs, and flowering plants include geraniums, ipomea, hibiscus, Bougain- villea, arum, Montbretia, carnations, oleanders, a huge yellow senecio, New Zealand flax, bamboo, abutilon, lantana, Weigela, the castor-oil plant, and Choisya. In Mr. Harris' beautiful garden at Tangier grow Mandevillea suaveolens, Antholiza, Tritonia, orchid- flowering caunas, Lagostroemia indica rosea, Melia asdarak, Melianthus with its dark red flower, papyrus, Cupressus macrocarpa, Judas trees, the Banksia or " Bottlebrush " (remarkable for the adhesion of its seeds to the stem), arums, water- lilies, polygala mixta, bamboo, roses, mimosa, and ornithogalum. One of the prettiest sights near the town is the Catholic cemetery, shut out from the world by high white walls. A small Moorish-looking chapel stands at one side of the entrance ; a wide walk bordered by tall cypresses runs down the centre ; graves with inscriptions in many different languages show that all nations meet at last in peace under 22 4 GENERAL D'AMADE IN INIOROCCO the shadow of the cross. Some of the monu- ments would attract attention even in a European cemetery ; but to me the beauty of this God's Acre were the flowers, for the heaving turf was briglit with iris and mesembryanthemum. Appa- rently the Avhite iris is to the Moor what rose- mary is to the German, for at Rabat in the INlussulman burial-grounds it grew in sheets, and elsewhere very rarely. Death had been busy around Casablanca, and wooden crosses loaded with wreaths of wild flowers showed where brave soldiers rested from their labours. Many a rudely-executed legend in the mother tongue of him who lay keeping his last watch below told how some man of alien birth had given his life for France in the ranks of the Foreign Legion. It may com- fort those who mourn to know that they were laid to rest in honour under the folds of the tricolour, and that the accents of the holy burial service sounded as the earth fell upon their coffins. In simple words their deeds are told ; and the inscription placed upon the cross which marks the grave of Lagadec, that brave Breton sailor who lost his life in trying to carry a hawser ashore from the stranded transport Nivc, is specially affecting. Striking is the monument to a German Legionary, beautifully carved by his comrades in some red wood. But it must not be thought that the Protestant V •/.-v LIFE AT CASABLANCA 225 dead are forgotten. The English community at Casablanca is not numerous, but it has erected a very pretty little chapel in the Early English style, round which lies a small cemetery, fragrant with stocks, and gay with pink mesembryanthemum. Here the Protestant Legionaries are buried beside the corpse of the unfortunate French farmer, whose fool-hardiness in making an expedition alone to Alvarez' Farm against the wishes of General Drude cost him his life in October 1907. Thanks to the efforts of the Red Cross Society of Paris there is now a French pasteur at Casablanca who ministers to the Protestant sick ; before he came out the burial service was read by Mr. Edmund Fernau, who has been licensed as a lay reader by the Bishop of Sierra Leone. The English chapel at Casablanca marks the northern boundary of his diocese, and is the one spot where services are held in an English church between Tangier and the Gambia. The building was badly damaged during the bombardment, and the expense of restoring it has thrown a heavy burden upon the congre- gation. The European houses in the town are better than might be expected. Several Jews have erected lofty blocks of buildings, such as would not appear out of place in Tubingen or in the suburbs of Cologne, containing suites of handsome apartments looking out over the harbour, and furnished in the style of Stuttgart or of Bremen. 226 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO Moorish curiosities are more rarely to be seen than might bo suj)posed, although several of the reside] its possess a specialist knowledge of the archaeology and history of Morocco rivalling that of Mr, Walter B. Harris ; and various learned societies in Europe have received with applause papers written at Casablanca. In f^ict most of the older inhabitants take far more interest in the country and in the people than is displayed by the average merchant in India or China, and the Anfa Club owns a small but valuable library of works upon Morocbo, To the Casablancan the Anfa Club is indeed the centre and hub of the universe. Tlie building is in the old Moorish style, a glass-roofed cloister gay Avith Rabat tiles and flanked by card and reading rooms. Here the news of the day cir- culates in the tongues of Babel. It would be a good test for those competing in the Indian Civil Service Examination if they could be asked to give an account of a general meeting at the Club. Every one speaks in a different language, and nobody seems to under- stand any one else. Society at Casablanca is, of course, composed mainly of the male element, but there are several European ladies, and very pleasant drawing-rooms are not lacking. The wide galleries and lush green gardens of the English Consulate, with its heliotropes, its covered arcades, its arums, ranun- LIFE AT CASABLANCA 227 cuius, and daffodils, clustering' round a moss-grown fountain ; tlio banana-shaded tennis courts of the Belgian Vice-Consulate, where the French oliicers found themselves once more at Paris ; the Dutch Consulate with flowers bloominix over the remains of Iloman pavements, stiff Norfolk Island j)ines, and walls hung with clever water-colours of street scenes sketched in the native town, are unfading memories. But European civilisation is but a thin veneer superimposed on the life of Casablanca. Every- where the houses showed the marks of bullets, stains of blood were to be seen on peaceful terraces, and nearly every resident had his own story to relate of what had befallen him during the bom- bardment. Possibly the most interesting of these histories was that of Domingo Perea, a Spaniard by birth, who, after an adventurous life, had become naturalised in Cuba, and who had finally settled at Casablanca as the proprietor of an hotel. He was kind enough to dictate his experiences, which are here reproduced as nearly as possible in his own words : — "On August 5, 1907, between two and three in the morning the Consuls sent for all their subjects living in my hotel to come to their re- spective Consulates. " I did not wish to leave my house, as I thought nothing would happen. 228 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO " At 5 A.M. the French began to land, and firing commenced at the gate. "At 6.30 A.M. a crowd of Moors, about fifty in number, attacked my door. They broke it open, Imt when they entered the passage leading into the 2)atio, I began to fire at them from my upper gallery through the fanlight over the inner door with a sporting gun, carrying car- tridires with No. 14 shot. I had also a sword and a revolver which had been the property of the Cuban Ceneral Bandera. " Their attacks continued during thirty-five consecutive hours with only three intermissions, one of half-an-hour, one of a quarter, and one of five minutes. " When the critical moment of the fight came, they fought me hand to hand, and though I had, for a time, kept them back by firing from the stair-head at those who were trying to break down the door leading into the gallery, I was driven back into the saloii after narrowly escaping a knife which was hurled at me by a gigantic Moor, whom I cut down. Mr. C. Hands after- wards bought this knife from me. "Just as I had been driven back into the salon the French troops and the French Consul arrived at the corner of the street. I had been able to hoist the Cuban flag on my belvedere on a flagstaff which I extemporised out of a bench, and they had seen it flying. Whilst I was hoist- LIFE AT CASABLANCA 229 ing it I was under a rain of shot from the neighbouring houses, and was nearly hit on tlie head, but, at last, my assailants were kept down by the fire from the English Consulate, a bullet from Avhich all but struck me. As you see, that Consulate is behind my house. " During these thirty-five hours I killed about sixty Moors. Some of them were firing from tlie rooms round the courtyard and others from the wall of the belvedere of the Cercle de V Union, which adjoins this hotel. " The Moors, when they first saw that they could not break into the jxUio, occupied the houses to the right and left and in front, and fired from them. I killed two Moors in the passage leading from my scullery, into which they had broken through a side door, and many others in the corner which is formed by my house and the front of the Cercle de l' Union, by firing down upon them from behind a shutter in the little bedroom which commands that wall. Some of them were trying to break through the window of the ground-floor room which faces the same way, and thus enter the jmtio. " I was bare-footed and almost naked, and during all the thirty-five hours which the fighting lasted, had not a moment to eat, drink, or dress myself. The Moors also tried to break into my house from behind, but were driven off by the fire from the Ene;lish Consulate, which commands that side of it. •230 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO "This is all that happened. I suffered great privations, great hunger, and great thirst, and was expecting death at every moment. " I wish it to be known that I, Domingo Perea, killed with my own hand more Moors than were slain by all the other Christians in Casablanca put together." More dead Moors were taken from his house than from anywhere else. Blood was everywhere on the walls and pavement, and ran down the street gutter. Many Moorish corpses were found in the ixitio and carried into the dining-room, which, to judge from the evidence of our noses, still retained unfragrant memories of the unjust. There were blood-stains visible on the walls of the hostelry, and splashes of bullets were every- where, especially on the belvedere and in the lower room, into which the marauders had fired through its wooden grating. The outer door was badly splintered. The French force which escorted Domingo Perea to the American Consulate, where, after all, he only slept one night, had to enter his house from be- hind, as so many Moors were still firing on the street in front. After returning home he used to go out at night with the patrols. For some time the governor of the town })osted guards at each end of the street to prevent the natives from passing the hotel on their way to the Marrakesh Gate. Wlien at last this restriction LIFE AT CASARI.ANCA 231 was removed, the Moors used to get by it at a run, ducking and dodging as if to avoid being shot. Don Domingo liad only five revolver and twenty gun cartridges left when the troops at last arrived, though he still retained his sword. On his way to the American Consulate — for, as a Cuban subject, he is under the protection of the United States Consul — he was so dazed that he lost the scabbard, and has never since been able to recover it. Such is the story of the defence of the Hotel Continental, which may well rank with that of the house at Arrah during the Indian Mutiny. Our own quarters were, save in name, by no means palatial. The " Palace of Varieties " — so nicknamed by some friendly wag — closely resembled the descriptions I have read of a jail in some bank- rupt South American state. Bare white walls, pierced high up with small square loopholes of a very prison-cell-like aspect, and doorways blessed with a pleasing absence of doors may keep out the heat, but they certainly do not exclude the air. After a certain time they are apt to remind the inmate of that last long home to which the perpetual draught seems to be swiftly hurrying him. The sole furniture of our bedrooms consisted of camp-beds and pigeon-holed boxes, and Mohammed, our cook, was in the habit of keeping the remnants of last night's dinner 232 GENERAT. D'AMADE IX MOROCCO in the bath-room, which greatly exercised the faculties of the bather desirous of having dry chicken for lunch. There, too, were stored the jars of thin, sour Spanish wine, which lent a con- vivial touch to our Barebones feasts. Another drawback to the bath-room — indeed, to Casablanca — was that it did not contain a bath. Each dawn found the inmates fighting for the possession of a somewhat exiguous tin basin. Harris came to stay with us, but it was re- markable in how short a time he recalled a previous invitation, given at some very indefinite period, to the English Consulate ; while his sleek Tangier body-servants, before swiftly proceeding to remove his traps, scanned their surroundings with ill- concealed disgust. Owls were our constant visitors. They had their home in the garden of the English Consulate, but passed their nights in making rounds of visits to neighbouring houses. Frequently loud flappings would be heard in the small hours of the morning, and an unfortunate bird would be seen beating itself against the wire-netting of our hall skylight, whilst excited gentlemen in pyjamas were trying to chase it through the narrow opening with the long ljam1)00s which we used to open our port-lioles. One direful night I never shall forget. My mules and horses were stabled in a nmddy yard adorned with weeds and rotting loot, which lay beside our house, and which also contained, besides tlie horse, LIFE AT CASABLANCA 233 mule, and donkey of an English merchant, a M'Dakra puppy of the native breed, which had followed my caravan from a doudr on our return from Bou Znika. Poor Frances — so called from a native name Fran- soz, bestowed on her by my men in honour of the French — was a dubious joy. A brindled lurcher with white feet and a white-tipped tail almost as long as her body, she was, when she first arrived, the fiercest little beast I ever saw. Curled up in her corner, nominally asleep, the slightest movement in the room provoked a fierce growl and a display of gleaming white teetli. Later on, thanks to our host's skilful treatment, Frances became quite friendly, and I should be sorry to think that she is now reposing at the bottom of Casablanca Harbour. One night, however, the merchant's horse broke away, and after wandering round the yard, proceeded to assail my mules, who were tethered to the opposite wall. A fearful din ensued ; the mules screamed, the donkey brayed, the horse neighed, sounds of hoofs resounded, and Frances filled the air with piercing yells. For two hours Pandemonium was let loose, but human patience has its limits, and at last the row was intermingled with frequent crashes. I ran up to the roof, and to my horror found a lightly-clad friend, lantern in hand, bombarding the court- yard with a succession of stone gin-bottles which had accumulated near our poultry-house under the ausjjices of a medical neighbour who, by his 2.34 GENERAL D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO own account, never drank anything but water. My thoughts flew to my precious mules, whom I fully expected to see stretched dead in the mud, and whose very existence my friend had apparently forgotten. I was scarcely appeased by his explana- tion that he was merely trying to relieve us of Frances. I retired again to my camp-bed, only to be reawakened by a succession of awful bangs, which I discovered were the result of my friend's efforts to force back the rusty bolt of a skylight in order to liberate an owl, who had taken this opportunity to pay us a visit. A caterwaul is, indeed, the only form of nightly noise which was spared us at Casablanca, mainly because most of the cats had been killed or scared away during the bombardment, although, as French and Algerian soldiers are well known to be fond of such deli- cacies, it is quite possible other reasons may have accounted for their disappearance. Our roof, open to the sea breezes, and command- ing a view over the tow^n and the French camps as far as the rolling downs which separated us from Mediouna, was our chief resort. Spanish troops had been stationed on it during the bom- bardment, and had engaged in a lively rifle duel with the defenders of a house with green shutters some three hundred yards off, whose walls were still white with the splashes of the bullets whose empty cartridge-cases were strewn around us. From our house-top we could study the life of LIFE AT CASAIU.ANCA 235 the town ; we could become familiar with the linen of a neighbouring Consulate ; we could survey the women who were squatted in the square l^ofore our door winnowing wheat from dawn to sunset ; and it was easy for us to understand how David became intimate with Bathsheba. Had firearms existed at the time, Uriah could easily have been annihilated without the formality of a letter to Joab. From the roof we watched the incoming mail being rowed ashore from a cruiser or a torpedo-boat destroyer in the offing ; and from the roof could be seen the serried columns of the Frencli marching out on some expedition down the Mediouna or Fedallah road. At the time of the panic my friends might, indeed, have thought themselves in the Ariel of old, for all Israel was gone out upon the house-tops. If the roofs are pleasant at Casablanca, the roadways are the reverse. Previous to the arrival of the French they were, save for a few sharp-edged cobbles, innocent of paving, and the horrid attempts at sanitation were manifested solely by a succession of reeking gully - holes. A sea of mud in winter and a desert of dust in summer they, as a rule, required careful naviga- tion to avoid sundry abysses which rendered a walk home in the dark a thing of danger. Since the landing of the French much has been done to improve the roadways, but after a heavy storm in February we saw half the inmates of the 286 GENERAL D'AMADE IN ISIOKOCCO Mellah busily engaged in bailing out the muddy water which lay in pools on the tracks between their miserable huts of old packing-case boards and flattened paraffin tins. A few lamps had been installed in the neighbourhood of the Con- sulates, but everywhere else the nocturnal way- farer was bound to be provided v/ith a lantern, covered with fantastically -pierced tin, through which the light within cast weird shadows on his path. The shops, with but few exceptions, were mere holes in the wall, although they were far better stocked than might have been expected from their surroundings ; but, as is the case all over the East, many handicrafts were carried on in the street, and carpenters planed, tinsmiths hammered, and rope - makers paced to and fro in every open space. The cafes, always crowded with French and Spaniards, would not have looked out of keeping in any sous-prefecture in Provence. The chief trade of the place, so far as tlie natives are concerned, is done in the "Souk" or market, inside and outside the walls. Imagine a narrow street of broken-down huts, in which grave and bearded traders are squatting on low platforms. Some are poorly clothed in torn brown djellabas, others are resplendent in their blue cloth cloaks. On Fridays a few may he seen studying illuminated manuscripts with devout attention ; on other days these same scribes will be casting IJl E AT CASABLANCA 237 up accounts and inditing correspondence for their less literate brethren. A large string of beads figures at every girdle. Up and down the street moves a miscellaneous crowd. Strings of camels are picking their way through the mud, donkeys half hidden in bundles of brushwood of thorny quality, jostle the wayfarer into the shop fronts. Spanish officers and their orderlies are catering for the mess, ladies in Marseilles toilettes are chaffering for eatables ; Jew boys in ancestral gaberdines, toned by dirt to a protective like- ness to the gutters, are squatting before rudely painted roulette boards, where an unevenly balanced skewer revolves over divisions encircled with a ring of nails, and rake in the coppers which a mixed public of street boys and loungers are staking with all a gambler's earnestness. The following wares seem to constitute the staple of the contents of the shops ; oranges, lemons, beans, potatoes, onions, brushes of palmetto, walnuts, eggs, butter, sugar, candles, slippers, cigarettes, olives, prunes, carrots, radishes, turnips, rapeseed, soft soap, clay pipes, beetroot, lettuce, matches, salt, chxxrcoal, sultanas, spices, figs, sheeps' heads, chilies, and sweetmeats. Money-changers are haggling over a startling variety of coins, of varying ages and origin, and to judge only from their outward expressions are fully qualified to join their fellows in Malebolge at a moment's notice. In the Souk outside are squatted large rings 238 GEXEKAT. D'A]MADE IN MOROCCO of forage merchants ; restaurants of boards and tent-cloth are doing a roaring trade in strange fragments of meat and slices of odoriferous fish, although they are subjected to a lively competition from the ambulant hawkers on whose stoves, glow- in o; with charcoal and redolent of oil, fritters and wafers are spluttering and spitting. Story-tellers are amusing a listening throng with the deeds of Haroun-al-Raschid or with the latest exploits of some native saint. Everywhere the French police are keeping a vigilant watch on the crowd, and forcing new arrivals from the interior to dismount from their steeds before they enter the town. Occasionally their persons and saddle-bags are searched for concealed arms, but, as a rule, tlie Arab is prudent enough to have left his rifle hidden in some secure place outside the line of outposts. As Casablanca is comparatively speaking a modern town, there is little that is remarkable in its architecture. It is only within the last forty years that stone buildings have begun to replace the native huts of reeds with their court- yards shut in with matting. One or two of the mosques have doorways adorned with coloured plaster - work which feebly carries on the tradi- tions of the Alhambra. In some instances the Moorish arches and pilasters are in appearance, if not in construction, reminiscent of our own later Norman style, and a courtyard in the Kaid LIFE AT CASABLANCA 289 of Mediouna's town house, which the French have turned into a field hospital, would not seem out of place at Romsey. But, as a rule, the streets in the better quarters of Casablanca are a succes- sion of square white blocks of different heiglits, pierced here and there with loophole-like windows, varied by an occasional balcony, and resemble nothing so much as the town backgrounds seen in Masaccio's pictures. Indeed when, at the festival of the Eed, the holiday crowd in its bright djellabas of green, pink, blue, and orange, flecked here and there with crimson, was bustling down the Rue du Kaid to pay homage to the Maghzen, one might well have fancied oneself in Dante's Florence. Flags and flagstaffs are a great feature. Bags of faded green or pink calico adorn the court- yards before the tombs of saints ; the mos(|ues announce the hours of prayer by hoisting a square of white, blue, or green ; on the Consulates the ensigns and pennons of nearly ever}'- European and American state are fluttering in the breeze. When seen from the roadstead Casablanca well deserves its name. The long line of white houses bordered by the yellow wall pierced with cavernous gateways is broken only by the square towers of the mosques, ornamented with outlined tiers of half - flamboyant arches of mystic meaning, with fanciful finials and interlaced tracery ; by the outlooks of the Spanish, German, and English Consulates, and by the red belfry of the Franciscan 240 GENERAT. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO Church, surmounted by a lofty cross of iron to remind the traveller of home. But to the weary soldier plodding through the night Casablanca is an unreality ; for the violet of her plain merges in the violet sea, and her vv^hite- ness is the whiteness of the surf RABAT They call Rabdt the Pearl of Morocco. It stands high on the steep southern bank of the Bouragrag, where the green river lashes the blue sea, above cactus-grown ochre rocks, a long, rambling line of white and yellow, everywhere dominated by the huge grey Tower of Hassan. Across the river, on a flat sandy shore, lies Sallee, a compact town protected by a mighty bastioned wall, and treeless, save for a solitary palm. No two places, so close together, could be more unlike. Sallee, grim, dusty, arid, crouches in the sand like a beast of prey ; Babilt, aloft amidst her orange-groves, decked with emeralds and gold, looks out smiling on the world like a queen. The winding river fades into rolling, grassy hills ; not far away the sea thunders ; a great wall joining the guardian waters, and the raging surf of her bar, keep Rabdt inviolate. The cross- ing of the bar, always an experience, is sometimes a peril, and often an impossibility. Vessels have lain for twenty days outside the port, waiting in vain foi the opportunity to land their cargo. The cities are linked by the long white lines Q 242 GENERAT. D'AINIADE IN MOROCCO of foam cresting the Atlantic rollers ; and the de- scendants of the Rovers are hardy, skilful mariners, always ready to urge their great barcasses into the maelstrom, singing antiphonally as they wield tlie long sweeps, and utterly untinged by the "sadness of farewell." They are a picturesque crew, bare - legged, resplendent in colour, tunic, knickerbockers, and twisted rag of headgear all differing in different individuals, constituting what on the luciis a non Incendo principle must be called the uniform of the Sultan, whose soldiers they are when they have nothing better to do. These town-bred men, unlike the country Arabs, are pale-complexioned, and pride themselves on the purity of their race ; those who know Tintoretto's " Pirates," at Madrid, will recognise the type. Their captain is the steersman, who unceasingly yells objurgations at the ten pairs of rowers chant- ing their weird song ; Mohammed is sugaring ; Bou Chaib stojjs to hammer in his thole-pins with unnecessary frequency ; Abdullah, son of a dog, is never in time — let him look to it, or his pay is forfeit. Sometimes, incensed to a pitch where words avail nothing, the skipper throws the tiller to the waves, darts along the benches, and punches the offending head. When tlie dangerous zone is reached, and tlie Imge barcasse shivers as the screaming flood thrusts her head down into the green caverns, the din on RABAT 243 hoard rivals that of the sea. Tlie crew repent of their misdeeds, aud hellow invocations to their patron saints, while the skipper, \s'itli a more lively faith in salvation by works, adds some telling paragraphs to the Commination Service. And so the black ship glides on, out of the hurly-burly of the breakers into the calm waters beneath the maidenhair-clad cliiFs, where the brown walls of the dismantled kasbah rise sheer above brown rocks, and laughing girls peep down from flower-framed windows. Beyond the quay, stacked with such stuff as the Moor condescends to buy from the Nazarene — candles, sugar, and cottons— a little flotilla of boats rides at anchor, while others ply to and fro across the stream, and a snaky coil of white- robed travellers weds the two cities with its living bond. This is the great ferry of Morocco, the high-road from north to south, by which every man who values his skin journeys from Fez to Marrakesh. At Babat the choosing of his hotel does not long delay the visitor. There is only one in the place, and its proprietor, hands deep in pockets, receives you with the cool aloofness of the bored monopolist. But he is an excellent fellow, mine host of the Hotel de la Douane ; and as he pre- sides at his sorry dinner- table, ladling out greasy soup to bagmen and talking politics with felicitous eloquence, you feel that he would adorn a higher sphere. 244 GENEKAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO For tliu place is not exactly a llitz. Down a dark and narrow passage the way leads over a little wooden drawbridge across a deep gully. The tiny house has the universal patio open to the sky ; you are offered, and refuse, a windowless bedroom on the ground - floor ; on the verandahed, balus- traded, twelve-foot-square first-floor, reached by gloomy steps nearly as high as the Pyramids, are more bedrooms, the dining-room, and kitchen ; above again is the fiat roof. A peaky Jewess, wrinkled with toil, accom- plishes the impossible feat of cooking a dinner of four courses and waiting on the six eaters thereof at one and the same time ; her assistant, a heroically tall Amazon of an Arab, whose henna- dyed hair flows far down her back, floods the corridor with cabbage-water as the guests open their doors on the stroke of seven. There per- force they stand, doomed inhalers of the gale, until the horrid flood subsides down holes where wall and floor meet. Mine host emerges slowly from his den, a carbine in his hand. " Cats are a nuisance," he murmurs reflectively, and points his weapon skywards. The bullet flies true through the cat's head, f and wings on its way amid the piled-up roofs. It may hit somebody else, or it may not ; this is Morocco, where the lives of cats and men are alike held cheap. It is Friday, the day the Sultan goes in state RABAT 245 to mosque. The road leads through tlie long, twisting streets of the business quarter of the town, where every house is a httle shop, protected by a wooden penthouse set on at a different angle to its neighbour's. Here, as in London city, the merchant works by day, and goes home in the evening. The narrow, raised sidewalks are utterly inade- quate for the stream of passengers ; the villainous, hollow, pool-flecked roadway is filled with a jostling crowd of animals and men, where everybody, except the asses, shouts to all and sundry to clear out of his way. In some streets is built a kind of pergola, roofed with matting, to protect the shopkeepers from the sun : dark as Erebus on starlit nights, and not a place to linger in. Through a narrow gate the road leads into the great market-place, full of dun cattle and brown-headed, fat-tailed sheep, enclosed by walls of yellow sun-baked mud, on which rosy snapdragons, six feet high, lift their graceful spires into the blue. Then through the cavernous outer city gate into a broad, sandy road, with a high, yellow wall on one side, and on the other a bristling aloe hedge, over which the ethereal pink convolvulus trails her beauty. Above them both stretches the glittering green of vast orange-groves, laden with their golden harvest. The mosque, close to the gate in the wall guarding the Sultan's domain, is a barnlike, almost 246 GENETIAT. D'xVMADE IN MOROCCO wiiidowless, three -aisled, wagon - roofed building; the Nazarene takes care not to endeavour to ascer- tain with accuracy the proportions of its interior. Gaudily-dressed soldiers, now handling muskets instead of oars, but otherwise unchanged, chat with the crowd as they slouch in badly-dressed line ; fat negroes on scarlet-saddled mules dash about importantly. Suddenly there is a fanfare of trumpets, discordant, out of time ; the soldiers present arms with glorious irregularity ; a bright array of notables and courtiers, very dignified and imposing, ride through the gate ; the din of bugles redoubles ; the guard of honour marches in, fol- lowed by the six led horses with saddles of red and blue ; and then, uiider the great crimson umbrella on tall golden stafi, rides Sultan Abd-ul- Aziz, robed in white, a very stately figure. In April 1908, Kaid Sir Harry Maclean, military adviser to Sultan Abd-ul-Aziz, lived in a solitary house, in a great grove of oranges, not far from the Sultan's demesne. My friend Mr. Walter B. Harris, the well-known correspondent of llie Times in Morocco, was kind enough to arrange, through Sir Harry's mediation, an audience of the Sultan for the little party of Englishmen then in llabat. Sir Harry had only to prefer his re(piest for it to be granted ; and so one fine day Mr. Harris, Mr. Hubert Reade, Mr. N. Black-Hawkins, and the writer went forth from Rabdt to lunch with the ever-hospitable The Sultan Abd-ul-Aziz A sketch, from memory, by Mr. W. B. Harris RABAT 249 Kaid, before going on to be received by his Shereefian Majesty. Through the cattle-market within the city we rode, and, by the southern of its two gates, out into a noisy crowd of marketers and the sickening stench of stale blood ; for here is the town abattoir, and about its slimy fringe the noseless chafferers haggle unoffended. Tlience the broad sandy road stretches straight into a perspective of fine aspens, through more orange- gardens, hedged with Arundo (io7iax ; and the gorgeous scent of the white flowers obliterated recent memories. The orange-trees in the Kaid's garden grow tall ; their boles and branches, like apple-trees in Herefordshire, are hoary with lichen — the tribute of the circumambient sea. Blue flax and yellow trefoil carpeted the ground ; quinces and pears were in flower beside the grassy avenue that leads up to the house. Kaid Sir Harry Maclean is a man about sixty years old, short, long-armed, immensely strong, and a fine horseman. He has a venerable white beard, and wears the baggy Turkish breeches tucked into brown butcher boots, a Zouave jacket of brown, a red kummerbund, and a red tarbvsh bound with a white turban, which he wears indoors and out. Once he took it off, and showed us that he is completely bald. His ruddy face beams with kindliness and good humour, and though one of his eyes is a glass one the stranger 250 GENERAL DA MADE IN xMOROCCO would scarcely detect it. When working at his favourite pastime of carpentering, not very long ago, a splinter struck him ; he asked leave of the Sultan to go to Europe to have it taken out ; the Sultan refused to part with liim, and the result was the loss of the eye. At this time, although he looked very well, he said he was suffering from the effects of five months' ill- treatment by Raisuli — the brigand who only managed to capture the Kaid because he was travelling on a mission for the Sultan, and re- fused to listen to the counsels of those who urged him to avoid the danger and return. Kaisuli half-starved him, and kept him in irons in a filthy den in which he could not stand upright ; he was poisoned with bad water and very nearly died. Yet here he was, a few weeks later, looking the picture of robust health, and galloping his bay barb at break-neck speed over the rocky plains. The affection of the Kaid for his master Abd- ul-Aziz is unbounded ; from first to last he has refused to despair of his fortunes ; and the reality of his downfall will be to him a personal sorrow. What happy hours we spent as the Raid's guests in the little white windy house amongst the oranges ! We were in Rabdt a week ; we lunched with him every day ; played bridge till close on dinner-time, and several times dined there too. Once, I remember, the gate of* the city was locked on our return, and the sleepy guards either could not, or would not, fetch tlic key. We waited a long time; after a while kicks and shouts were greeted with a long crescendo of snores ; we abandoned the unequal contest, and rode back to the Raid's. He gave us dinner, was delighted to get another rubber or two, and made us uncommonly comfortable on the floor of his own bedroom. Just beyond the Raid's garden is the central of the three great walls that protect Eabilt on the landward side. Outside it lies a grassy plain, in April blue with bugloss, and yellow with trefoil, rock roses, and dwarf chrysanthemums. Close by on the south the turquoise of the sky is jewelled with the diamonds of the sea ; the rollers break on the dark rocks with incessant thunder. Away to the north lies the little city of the Palace, aloof amid its wide spaces, guarded by tall intersecting walls, shut off* by deep orchards from the hurly-burly of E-abdt. Above the far brown line rose the gabled, green-tiled roof, prettily broken by a lantern, of the main building of the Palace ; and nearer, in one of the endless huge enclosures, were dotted the tents of the Sultan's mehallah, soldiers kept under lock and key, so Harris declared, in order to prevent their deserting. As we cantered along 252 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO through the flowers, bee-eaters, loveHest of birds, with brilhant chestnut heads and bodies of green and gold, darted round us on their quest. Against the eastern wall of the Palace, near a postern, is a little vulgar lean-to, which might be a bicycle house, or is possibly a potting-shed. It looks un- commonly out of place and ill at ease does that plebeian little match-boarding erection, adhering to the ochre grandeur of the Palace wall like some stranded limpet to a mighty cliff. Yet within it sits the Majesty of Morocco, when at Rabdt ho deigns to give private audience to foreigners. Abd-ul-Aziz is a big, powerful man, about thirty. His face is broad and fleshy ; the nose thick, the chin receding, the mouth good-humoured, smiling often to disclose enormously large white teeth. His beard is very thin, and does little to hide the weakness of his profile. The eyes are his distinctive feature. They are extraordinarily intelligent, piercing, and vivacious with the look that betokens the ardent searcher after knowledge. The red line of the tarbush comes low over the thick, straight eyebrows ; that is the only touch of colour in his dress ; the hood of the snowy haik frames the dark face. His hands are as well shaped as a woman's, and he has a nervous trick of biting his lower lip. The Kaid and Harris did most of the talking, and the latter elicited many a hearty laugh from the Sultan, who is very fond of a joke. He was RABAT 25.J particularly amused at tlie story of* liis female subject who asked a Tirailleur if it was true that the French were all Jews. lie asked a great number of questions as to military affairs — how many French there were in the Cha6uiya, how many guns, how many colonels, and how many of the French troops were Moslems. In the midst of the audience the door opened, and in rushed a little black boy, carrying a huge docu- ment, which he gave to the Sultan with elaborate bows. And so it would seem as though the cares of State sit heavy even on the ruler of so little ruled a people as the Moors.! At the end of about three-quarters of an hour the Sultan made a sign with his hand, and we all rose to go. It was a little difficult for five people to back, bowing three times, out of so cramped a space, without collisions and some small loss of dignity ; but on the whole we managed very creditably. It is impossible not to like Sultan Abd-ul-Aziz. Every one who has ever come in contact with his Majesty will feel real regret that qualities, which in another clime would have made him a liberal and enlightened ruler, have, in hide- bound Morocco, been the very instruments of his downfall. Even then Abd-ul-Aziz was doomed. About a week later (April 22 or 23, 1908) Harris, whose guests we were in his beautiful 254 GENERAI. D'A^NIADE IN MOROCCO new house, oii the Marshall at Tangier, designed inside and out by himself, took us to see Menebhi, the Sultan's former Minister for War, and the most fascinating and the strongest personality in Morocco. Still quite young, lithe and handsome, playing lawn tennis with a twist of the wrist that Mr. Miles himself might envy, it seemed hard to believe that this man had been a War Minister and a special ambassador to England, was a G.C.B., and would be soon the power behind a throne. He talked to us freely, interpreted by Harris, about the political situation, and immediately afterwards I made a note of what he said. It may be of interest, in view of subsequent events, to give his words almost verbatim ; for they prove how long ago the minds of educated Moors were made up as to the issue of the struggle between the rival brothers. Menebhi said that all Morocco was agreed that Mulai Hafid was the de jure Sultan, since Abd-ul- Aziz had been deposed by the Ulemas of Fez and Marrakesh. All the Moorish tribes, like those all over the Mohammedan world, have assemblies of Ulemas, or hierarchical corporations, whose decision is final in all matters concerning the Koran. The Ulemas of Morocco have delegated their powers to those of Fez and Marrakesh, and no example has been known during the thirteen centuries since the Hegira, of a Sultan deposed by those bodies RABAT 255 regaining his position. " Every Moor," went on Menebhi, " in his heart recognises Mulai Ilafid as his sovereign dcjiir'c, and if he gets to Fez, nothing w^ill restrain him from recognising him as such (h facto. It is by his express orders that tlie tribes in the neighbourhood of the coast towns have re- frained from attacking Europeans. His object is to avoid a colHsion with the French, with whom he is only too anxious to treat. The proclamation of the Holy War is no proof of his hostility to Europeans, whom, on the contrary, he likes, and whom he would be willing to allow to trade and travel throughout Morocco. Though it would be imprudent for Europeans to go to Fez at present, their commercial interests there have not suffered. For instance, the last caravan from Fez to Tangier brought down 300,000 dollars in specie, which be- longed almost entirely to European merchants. " Abd-ul-Aziz was deposed mainly because he had allowed the country to be governed by Euro- peans ; Mulai Hafid wall not allow them to inter- fere in those matters. The fact that the Spaniards have met with little opposition on the Riff coast counts for nothing. The Riffians are hardly part of the country. What counts in Morocco are Fez, Marrakesh, Mequinez, and the coast tribes. If the French continue to support Abd-ul-Aziz they are in for fifty years of war. " Every Moor who supports Abd-ul-Aziz knows in his heart that he is a traitor to his religion, and 256 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO his one excuse for doing so would vanish if Mulai liatid were installed at Fez," Only the portrayer of the "Wapiti with the mange, and the perpetually perspiring polar bear," who took us to a review of the Sultan's troops, can do adequate justice to the scenes of comic opera we witnessed. The Minister for War and the Army Council were squatted in a semi-circle in the middle of a grassy plain ; near them a brass band emitted the most heart-rending noises. Between the legs and the music-stands of the bandsmen a madman, stark naked, was turning somersaults : on our ap- joroach some one huddled him into a sort of yellow dressing-gown, in which he continued somersaulting. Past the War Minister the troops marched in fours, their brown legs twinkling merrily out of step, some with their rusty muskets at the trail, some at the slope, the privates conversing cheerfully together, the otHcers roaring unregarded orders. Up and down the column ran vendors of sweets, also soldiers, but without their arms, and Ser- geant Balding sat by on his grey barb trying to look serious. The Mehallah had nearly gone by, but the War Minister was still unsatiated ; the head of the column, close on the city gate, was ordered to wheel round and repeat the performance. Whether from a desire to gratify the Minister as soon as possible, or in order to get back quicker to lunch I cannot RABAT 2.57 say, but the leading tatterdemalions set snch a slashing pace that soon the column was moving at a run, and round it came, liustling and jostling, until it caught up its tail, and then round again, like the millers in the toy, and round and round, until, I suppose, the delighted War Minister had performed the unrivalled feat of reviewing twenty thousand men with only four thousand on the ground. Sheila is the crown of a visit to Rabat. Few would expect to find on the Atlantic coast of Morocco ruins whose counterparts are only to be seen in the frescoes of some great Italian master o± the fifteenth century. Sheila, save for the char- acteristic tracery of its gates, might be the work of some designer who had studied in a Florentine workshop. The coincidence is not a chance one, for the relations between Italy and Morocco from the thir- teenth to the fifteenth century were close, and there was, indeed, a moment when a Pope believed that the ruler of Fez would adopt the Christian faith, whilst Florence and Genoa drew much wealth from their Moroccan trade. Even the track leading to Sheila from the Tower of Hassan is Italian rather than Moorish in its charm. To the left the Bouragrag rolls its turbid waters in long snaky windings through mud flats flecked with gleaming pools, and covered with dwarf rushes and a growth of salt-loving vegetation. Beyond, R 258 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO grass-clad hills broken here and there by splashes of warm red earth roll up into olive and cork woods. To the right a rain-furrowed cliff is covered with a tangle of oak-scrub and brambles, interspersed here and there by a bush of feathery mimosa. Behind are the cornlands and vineyards which lie between the first and second walls of Rabdt, and help to lend that touch of Rome which seems so strangely out of place in the Sultan's town. Winding in and out of little bays in the cliff, which form the mouths of glens down which streams half hid in fern are leaping, at last we see a brown square tower perched high above our heads, round which the tumbling rollers, a blaze of sapphire, white, and green, are circling in their curious flight. It is the extremity of the outer wall of Rabdt. The path turns inland, passing between walls of loose stones above which the grey limbs of fig-trees, just tinged with sprouting green, peer out into the world ; limestone cliffs, tapestried with creepers and terraced with little patches of bright green wheat are crowned with the dark square mass of a saint's tomb ; below, a stream is welling out from a cavern hung with maidenhair, and shaded by ancient, twisted trees. Crossing the stream and mounting a narrow flight of steps we emerge into a square l)ounded on the one side by a wide-arched watering pool, on the other by a fondak where brown-coated muleteers are smoking cross-legged. The stairs lead on to low- domed mosques through RABAT 259 whose open doors, latticed screens, swinging censers, and tasselled ostrich -eggs can be seen. We are treading on holy ground, for these tombs, which early travellers believed to be Roman, are the monuments of the saintly Sultans who ruled Morocco in the fourteenth century. Beside them stands a mosque, now in ruins, which might be the jewel-casket of some queen of the genii. The minaret, low but exquisitely pro- portioned, of white stucco yellowed almost into ivory by time, is pierced by tiers of double windows whose columns show in their capitals the influence of Byzantine art. The walls above the first story are inlaid with coloured tiles, blue, green, and orange, blended into matchless harmony by the action of the air, and arranged in the lozenges so dear to Saracenic builders. The minaret is almost a miniature of Giotto's Campanile, but is about half a century older. Be- hind it rise slopes of green, studded thickly with a rare vermilion bugloss, and rounded mounds mark the sites of the houses of the vanished city. Be- yond again are the long old-rose lines of the walls, battlemented, and pierced by three gates. Through one of these the road makes a right-angled turn, and its strength for defence was increased by win- dows commanding the passage from above. The whole of the wall surface above the outer arch is covered with intricate patterns of projecting bricks. Through the gate you enter on the plateau, where 260 GENERAL D'AMADE IN INIOROCCO the iris blows amid the boulders, and the wind blows salt from the sua. High aloft sits Sheila, gazing down upon her river : so the walls of Jeru- salem rise from the gorge of Hinnom above the fountain of Siloam. One day we rode from Sheila to the great Tower of Hassan, by sandy tracks between hedges of cactus bounding fig- and apple-orchards, in which the farmers were busy with the hoe, preparatory to planting pumpkins and melons. There were vine- yards, too, and barley-fields ; hardly a foot of the soil between the outer wall and the city but yields its crop abundantly. The Tower, built in 1195 by the architect of the Giralda at Seville and the Koutoubiya at Marra- kesh, is an immense unfinished square, brown-red on three sides, and grey where the briny wind strikes it from the sea. At a distance the brick lozenges which form the keynote of its decoration look like Spanish lace ; its tiers of pillar-divided windows remind the Englishman of Tewkesbury. A ramp, up which mules conveyed the bricks for its building, runs inside it to its very summit. The Almohad who built it was trying to rival the grandeur of the mosques at Damascus and at Cordova ; and there are still standing eighteen truncated pillars of the vast abandoned aisles. Beyond them rise huge fragments of an outer wall, distinct, isolated; looming up like concrete monoliths from their cyclopean platform. RABAT 2r,i Some vandal of a vice-consul made a hideous white tennis-court in the very middle of the sacred enclosure — a concrete abomination through which no flower or green thing can pierce its way ; a plague-spot on the fair face of Nature. All about it brambles are covered with dazzling bloom, and above the long waterless tank snap-dragon eight feet high raise their rosy spikes. Close by came the sound of gunshots, and we found a Spaniard sitting near the tower with two very English fox-terriers, waiting for the scared blue pigeons to return to their home. That evening Rabdt was given up to religious festival. The Hamachi, a sect which, like the Aissoua, believes in mortifying the flesh, and translates its opinion into practice with great thoroughness, held possession of the main street. To pass through them was impossible. For some time we watched them and the immense throng of spectators. In a circle, taking up the whole road- way, with linked arms, these fanatics leapt up and down to the beating of drums, chanting wildly. Every now and then a man would unlink his arms, seize an iron bar, hit his forehead, and catch the stream of blood in a wooden bowl. Several of them fell fainting to the ground. But we had looked long enough ; the crowd became threaten- ing ; there was a cry of " Nazarene ! " and we found it was high time to vanish quickly down a side- street. 2r,2 CxENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO April 14tli was the great feast of Meiliid, the hh'thday of the Prophet, on which it is customary for loyal chiefs to do homage to the Sultan. For days previously the roads were blocked with them and their retainers ; and the open spaces of the city, especially the plain between the rocky cemetery where the white iris grow and the Atlantic, were dotted with their tents. The ceremony was extra- ordinarily impressive. The huge plain beyond the Palace was a sea of moving colour ; four thousand motley soldiers formed a rough square, w^ithin which the serried ranks of tribesmen, blue and white, were ranged in long lines. At length the Sultan's procession, amidst im- mense cheering and bugle-sounding, filed out through the gate ; the great crimson, green-striped umbrella comes nearer ; galloping horsemen surge round the square. A path is opened for his Majesty, who lialts within ; the scarlet-clad Masters of tlie Guns, with pride of place, advance first in line, bowing as one man to the ground ; then, two in line, the tribesmen gallop up, bow to the Sultan, and wheel out right and left. In half-an-hour the ceremony is over, and the huge crowd troops back through the city gates. The next day was the ceremony of the Hediya, or giving of presents. It was held in one of the vast grass courts that abut on the Palace. The rallying-point of every eye was the little door in the wall beyond the five-arched colonnade through RABAT 2G3 which the Sultan would come to receive his tribute. In the meantime the great square of* soldiers wlio kept the ground felt that to stand would Ije a useless waste of energy. They lolled at ease on the short turf, talking merrily, and })uying sweets from hawking comrades, who somehow had man- aged to evade their sergeants. In the centre are grouped the wild-looking tribesmen from the in- terior, with their gifts, consisting of liorses ; with the exception of one nice-looking chestnut, with light mane and four white stockings, it might prove disappointing to the Sultan to look them in the mouth. Round the square was packed a dense throng. Every one who could beg, borrow, or steal a quad- ruped had done so ; men of small means had one son perched up behind them, and another little chap in front ; rich men came with half-a-dozen delightful tiny urchins, solemn and grave-eyed, sitting with native horsemanship on vicious little stallions, on saddles so large that their fat little legs made right angles with their bodies. Bigger boys raced each other on lean Rosinantes without saddle or bridle, kicking their rawboned nags with naked heels into the parody of a gallop. Foreigners were there too, though not many. A few Tirailleurs ; an old bearded Italian colonel who had commanded the artillery at Fez, probably no very arduous duty ; a dark lady riding in Moslem garb, with white haik floating gracefully from head to feet ; 204 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO another lady, a tremendous tln^uster in orthodox habit who galloped at full sjjeed across the ground, upsetting all and sundry in her path ; Dr. and Mrs. Verdon, the Sultan's English doctor and his wife ; and Sergeant Balding. Presently the soldiers get up and stretch themselves ; there must be some- thing coming. It is the Minister for War, ambling up on a fat mule, and bursting with importance. The soldiers present arms ; the Minister joins the privileged group in the centre ; there is a buzz of expectation. At last the small green door is opened, and to the sound of trumpets six atten- dants lead forth the red - and - blue caparisoned bays ; then come two soldiers carrying lances ten feet long, and behind them rides the Sultan, all in white on a white horse, whose bridle and saddle and breastplate are of Mecca green. Beside him, on either side, walk two men with large kerchiefs, which they flick rhythmically to drive away pre- sumptuous flies from the Shereefian nose. Behind comes the umbrella-carrier, and behind again a crowd of gorgeous courtiers. The bands outvie each other in din ; the troops salute ; the Sultan rides into the centre of the square. Then the chiefs are presented to his Majesty by the Minister for War ; " May you live for ever ! " cry the tribes- men in unison ; the Sultan touches his breast with his forefinger, but his answer " May you have peace ! " is inarticulate. So the function proceeded witli a repetition which might have proved mono- RABAT 2G5 tonous had not an opportune madman intervened, and by mimicking the War Minister to a nicety flung the whole assemblage into laughter. Afterwards there was a powder-play. The Moors are fonder of this diversion than of almost anytliing else in the world ; and the most unlikely rap- scallion will produce two or three dollars for the hire of an old musket in order to take part in the game. The whole affair is intensely puerile and boring to a degree. A line of horsemen forms up, and at a signal dashes off at full speed, the riders firing off their guns in every direction and in every position, some leaning over their horses' ears, others lying back over their saddles, others again taking cover behind their horses' shoulders, and astonishing their imaginary foe by winging him with a shot fired round their horses' necks. There is a great deal of yelling, and at the end of a two hundred yards' scurry the unfortunate ponies are pulled up so short that they sit on their haunches and drip blood from their mouths. Crow Indians do the same thing, and do it better. But it was amusing to a European to hear the cate- gories into which the competitors were divided. " His Majesty's cooks " gave a performance ; and a more unculinary set of individuals it would be impossible to conceive. " The keepers of his Majesty's Zoo " next paraded ; leaving the mangy wapiti still unsulphured, and the perpetually per- spiring polar bear still ungroomed. 26G CxENEUAL D'AMADE IX MOROCCO "The Carpet-beaters," the "Lady Whippers," the "Tent-pitchers" and a host of others followed, whose names sounded strangely familiar in con- nection with English Polo Tournaments. The Sultan is watching the powder-play from an upper window ; it is the last Hediya in which he will ever take part. Perhaps he knows it ; those eyes of his see far. We ride home with the crowd, and near the dark tunnel leading to our hotel a mob is collected. Presently a man, white, ghastly, bleeding from a dozen wounds, his burnous soaked with blood, rushes unhindered from a house and vanishes. What happened there we shall never know ; perhaps a brutal murder, perhaps a righteous vendetta. This is Morocco, where the issues of life and death are hidden from the stranger. THE REGNAULT-LYAUTEY MISSION AND THE BATTLE OF FEKKAK About the middle of March M. Regnault, tlie French Minister in Morocco, and General Lyautey, who came over from Algeria, met in Casablanca. Their mission was to discover the appropriate methods for mitigating the hostility of the well- thrashed Chaouiyans, and for the introduction of Arcadian harmony into a land where inter-tribal feuds and raids are the very breath of the inha- bitants' nostrils. It must be confessed that the mission was a redundant futility. The French Government must have been aware that the only thing to do with a mehallah of fanatics is to fight it ; indeed, the mission was expressly precluded from interfering with General d'Amade's military plans. On the other hand, the Government knew that over the greater part of the Chaouiya the villagers had already returned to their homes, were occupied as usual with their agricultural pursuits, and were being encouraged, by every inducement in General d'Amade's power, to bring in those of their friends who still remained intransigent. A priori it was difficult to see what useful purpose the mission could serve ; and in the 208 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO event its sole contribution to the settlement of the Chaouiya was a report which the French Govern- ment ought not to have needed — to the effect that General d'Amade had done, and was doing, every- thing humanly possible to establish not merely normal conditions, but a reality of peace and security in the Chaouiya. General d'Amade was certainly fortunate in the choice made by the Government of the personnel of the mission. General Lyautey was slightly his senior at St. Cyr, and they have remained close friends ever since. An ambitious and unscrupulous man in General Lyautey's position might have used it in order to obtain for himself the reversion to the Chaouiya command ; but General Lyautey, as senior officer, scrupulously refrained from im- pairing General d'Amade's authority even by taking part in the fighting ; and when the column moved out from Ber Rechid to its last considerable fight at Fekkak, General Lyautey, much, it may be surmised, against his inclination, refused to be present even as a spectator, and stayed behind to practise his administrative persuasiveness on sub- missive Kaids. The difficulties the mission had to contend with were not inconsiderable. Their object was to restore the jxarden of flowers between Casablanca and Mediouna to its former status of ploughland, and to eflect this it was necessary to set up new tribal executives in the place of those dispersed and REGNAULT-LYAUTEY IMTSSTON 269 deposed by their share in recent events. To this end Sultan Abd-ul-Aziz had chosen certain of his adherents as governors of districts, and with a list of them in his pocket General Lyautey held a series of palavers with leading tribesmen. He insisted that the desolate country should be forthwith re- peopled ; that the sacked and battered homesteads should be rebuilt ; that the camel and the donkey should plough their way through the mallow. The tribesmen, apparently, had no objection to return- ing and to carrying out General Lyautey's instruc- tions ; but when the question of administration was broached, and Abd-ul- Aziz's nominees were propounded as their governors, they became ex- ceedingly recalcitrant. Indeed, they all declared they would have none of Abd-ul-Aziz or his nomi- nees ; they were Hafidists to the backbone, and would sooner go on fighting than accept such conditions. Here was a dilemma. If the Mission insisted on an executive of Abd-ul- Aziz's nominees, they were driving tribesmen already submitted into the ranks of the militant, and indefinitely postponing the realisation of the Arcadia they had been sent out expressly to achieve. If, on the other hand, they admitted Hafidist rulers into their scheme, they were playing into the hands of the Prince who was responsible for preaching the Holy War against Christians, and for organising mehallahs to fight French troops. This was, perhaps, the 270 GENERAL D'AMADE IX MOROCCO first definite intimation that the French had of the probable trend of political events in Morocco ; and when the provocation they had received from Mulai Hafid is considered, the subordination of their own impulses to the opinion of their enemies, displayed in this and in subsequent negotiations, marks a very high level of moderation and insight. Amongst all the tribesmen who came to sit outside General Lyautey's little tent, and to talk to the big, bluff, vigorous soldier, there were no M'Dakra. There were the Kaids of the Mediouna tribe, and of the Oulad Zian ; the Oulad Hariz, who dwell round about their capital of Ber Rechid, had long been quietly working on their farms. It was hoped that a short campaign against the M'Dakra might induce them, too, to fall into line with the rest of the tribesmen, and to submit themselves to the good ofiices of the Mission. While the latter remained at Ber Rechid, General d'Amade, on the 27th, led the Littoral to the Oued Ai'ata, the march between the Oulad Hariz and M'Dakra tribe-lands, where, the same evening, he was joined by the Tirs from Mediouna. On this expedition Kann and I had the plea- sure of the society of Walter Harris, who had come down from Tangier to lay bare the secrets of the Mission. He brought with him two of his servants, a capital camp outfit, and a large but invertebrate tent, which depended for support chiefly on the REGNAULT-LYAUTEY MISSION 271 heads of its occupants. Ho bouglit my black liorse (for I could not resist a small prolit), and conse- quently I rode my mule Ayesha, who was so fond of the horse that no efforts on my part could ever induce her to leave him ; so after Harris I always went, willynilly, like iron to a lodestone, to an accompaniment of deafening brays. The 27th was the wettest and coldest day I experienced in the Chaouiya. The rain fell in torrents, and made travelling exceedingly difficult in a country where small streams with steepish banks were not infrequent. One of our mules fell, and did some damage to its load ; the transport animals all came in dog-tired. It was instructive to listen to Harris's account of his journey through this very district with the Sultan a few years pre- viously, and to contrast the orderly and peaceful progress of the alien French with the trail of rapine and desolation left behind him by the Father of his People. Harris, as usual, made friends in a minute with sundry natives, who gave him sour milk to drink, and made no secret of their political views. The story was the same all along the road. The Faithful were the Nazarenes — the Nazarenes were the truly Faithful, for their own countrymen ground them down and pillaged them, while the French main- tained order and stole nothing. Many of them ex- pressed the fervent wish that the French might never go away ; it would be so hard to go back to 272 GENERAL D'AIMADE IN MOROCCO the old days of iusecurity, of blighted hopes, of terror. Let those who urge France to withdraw from the Chaouiya ponder these things, and let France consider whether it is not the highest mission of civilisation to bring peace to the rude hearths of a down-trodden peasantry. On Saturday, March 26, the force rested at the Oued Aiata. Its strength amounted to thirty-five companies of infantry, four batteries of field-guns, four mountain-guns, two naval quick-firers, four squadrons Chasseurs, one squadron Spahis, and 120 Goumiers. During the day natives came in with the report that the M'Dakra had been strongly reinforced by Hamara Akka, the independent Kaid of the Zezian, a hundred miles away to the east, through whose territories the Sultan himself dare not go. On Sunday the 29th the force marched in two columns, the Tirs due east, the Littoral slightly north-east, a distance of perhaps three miles sepa- rating them when the action began about noon. For fifteen or twenty iniles we went through a country of which not a yard was uncultivated ; vast fields of wheat, barley, flax, and chickpeas succeeded one another in limitless abundance. But by noon the force had reached the uncultivable hills, on whose summits the cavalry had already got in touch with the M'Dakra, where sheets of delicate convolvulus turned their faces to the sun, pale to the pursuing stranger, and deepest blue when he REGNATJI/r-LYAUTEY MISSION 27;i looked into thuir oyes. Here for two lioiirs tlie Littoral, with whom was the General, halted, while away on the rolling downs to the right (south) tlie Tirs could be descried deploying into battle array. The fight resolved itself into two parts — that in which the columns fought separately, and that in which they converged and drove the enemy across the Oued Fekkak. Against the Littoral on the left (north) a con- siderable body of Moors, who made a fortified farm their pivot of manoeuvre, employed their usual enveloping tactics. Holding the French to their ground by sending clouds of horsemen across their front (east) at a most respectful distance, they directed their chief efforts to getting on a ridge in their rear (west), and in this they were successful. This movement forced the General to send up reinforcements, and the somewhat un- usual sight was seen of two bodies of troops, back to back, at a distance of some two hundred yards, firing in opposite directions at their common enemy. At this time, about three o'clock in the after- noon, the fight was pretty. The two batteries with the Littoral were kept hard at work, and there were plenty of casualties in the long line of Tirailleurs, just below the crest line, who were beating back the rear attack. A tremendous fusillade was coming from the Tirs, and about four o'clock General d'Amade, S 274 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO who had by that time completely beaten off the Arabs on his rear and left, marched eastwards to rejoin it. The Tirs had borne the brunt of the fighting, for the bulk of the Ai'ab force had fol- lowed the deep valley of the Fekkak southwards, and suddenly hurled itself over its western heiglits on to the advancing French. Early in the day a squadron of Chasseurs and a squadron of Spahis had ridden into a body of Moors concealed in the high grass, and two officers, Silvestre of the 6th Chasseurs, and Du Boucheron of the 1st Spahis, who gave his name to the place, and six men fell. After some smart collisions with the Arabs on its left the Littoral, about four o'clock, effected a junction with the Tirs, and the combined columns united to drive the Arabs down the western heights of the Fekkak ravine, across the narrow stream, and up and beyond the frowning wall of moun- tain beyond. That was incomparably the finest view I saw in Morocco, and it lost nothing from the fact that we were the first Europeans who had ever looked across the rolling sea of the Achacli hills. Below us lay the gloomy gorge, hundreds of feet deep, through which the narrow streak of river glittered. Sheer from its further bank rose a steep wall of crag and boulder, dotted with lentisk-bushes where the red earth gave them foothold, and away in undulating endlessness to right and left rose hundreds of isolated rounded REGNAULT-I.YAUTEY iAIISSIOX 275 hills, light green with barley on their lower flanks and pink-topped in the evening glow. But it was not the moment to admire the scenery ; the Arabs, still on the near heights, dis- puted every inch of ground, and the fight was carried on hotly over a two-mile front. Every gun was in action shelling the natural fortresses across the gorge, to which the fainter-hearted of the Moors were already retreating ; the thunder and the din are unforgettable. I was with a company of Tirailleurs ; a dip in the ground, and a cactus-covered ridge beside a little slirine, presently shut out the view, and forced the line to defile in column by the road- way through the cactus. As it deployed on the far side a heavy fire came from Moors lying on the crest, and five Tirailleurs fell in half a minute. The company lay down and returned the fire, and then again advanced. It was here that an unwounded Tunisian Tirailleur lay prone and took no notice of the order to go on. He said he was ill and could not walk ; his officer thought he was shamming, and, shortening his sword, he put two inches of it into him. The Tirailleur got up with a yell, but he only went a few yards and then fell, vomiting blood. No one could have been nicer to the man than his lieutenant, who apolo- gised freely for what he had done, and was jubilant at the thought that the proud record of his com- pany was still unbroken. 276 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO The French had now cleared the western heights of the enemy, who made their way in the little parties characteristic of Arab fighting across the stream, and up the steep paths beyond into the safety of the hills. The French occupied the line of the heights, but made no attempt to pursue the enemy into the impossible country to which they were retreating. Every gun and every mitrailleuse turned its attention to the white dots straggling up to the rocky pinnacles and towers across the gorge, and the now familiar presence of Mahmoud's Hafidist mehallah was betokened by the whiz of shells from his mountain gun. One or two of these came uncommonly close over Harris, sitting on his horse enjoying the spectacle, with Ayesha and me, as usual, in close attendance. Out of regard for the feelings of sub- scribers to the Times, I induced him to dismount and sit down ; a very few minutes' later Mahmoud's little gun did a thing unparalleled in the whole of our experience ; it sent over a shell which actually burst in the cactus a hundred yards behind us, and did some little damage to a mule. And then Harris thanked me for making him get off, which he had hitherto forgotten to do. The strange bursting of Mahmoud's shell was too much for the gunners. With one accord they made haste to locate him, and presently every muzzle was pointed at the very spire of the rock- fortress across the ravine. The converging shrapnel REGNAULT-LYAUTEY MISSION 277 searched every cranny of the boulders, and there- after Mahmoud spoke no more. Only the approach of night put an end to th(; cannonade. The sun sank, lighting the sea of the eastern hills with a saffron radiance, and tlie columns wound their way homewards through the darkening cornfields, ineffectively sniped by distant Arabs. Black against the western glow stood out the lines of men and guns as they marched on noise- lessly through the soft plough. On and on they trudged under the dim light of the stars over a rough and difficult country, and it seemed as though the bivouac would never be found. At the bottom of a steep descent, in a basin in the hills, a halt was called, and the flicker of lanterns moving hither and thither through the dark groups lit up a scene recalling Dord's pictures of the " Inferno." The fact was the transport was lost ; or, perhaps, the trans- port would have said that we were lost. Personally, being very tired, I lay down in the sopping corn, and, courting destruction at the heels of Ayesha, went to sleep. It seemed very soon afterwards that Harris woke me up, for the column was moving again along a road flanked by a precipitous bank, down which many an unwary animal fell. Then we got into a fig orchard, where low branches struck us unseen blows, and emerged into the road again to find eerie figures working with pick and shovel in the blackness, trying to make it practi- cable for a string of halted arabas. There was no 27S GENERAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO need to inquire their burden ; from some came stifled groans, otliers were silent. At 10 p.m. the troops reached their bivouac, after seventeen hours' fighting and marching, with a loss of nine killed and forty wounded. The next day the columns, at 7.30 in the morning, retired to the heights over- looking the western plain, where the fighting began on the previous day. The undaunted M'Dakra began sniping long before camp was struck, and the march to Dar ould Sebbah — the farm-fort on the ridge now called Du Boucheron — had to be pro- tected by a screen of cavalry and some companies of infantry detached with a battery of field-guns. But the attack on the rearguard was never serious, and the casualties on the French side were only three wounded. Our road led down a delightful dell between low hills ; a rippling brook ran through an orchard of figs flanked by graceful palms, and the grass beneath the figs was white with great daisies. Further on the ground was hoed into neat squares for melon-growing ; an irrigation channel led to them from the stream ; between the beds plums and apples and pomegranates were planted, and roses and quinces hedged the gar- den in. The melon grown in these parts is the musk- melon — long-shaped, green-fleshed, and of exquisite flavour. Dar ould Sebbah had a familiar look ; it was the farm the French took on the 8th March, before the shelling of M'Karto. Standing on the REGNAUI/r-LYAUTEY MISSION 270 summit of a ridge, within sight of Ber llechid across the plain, and commanding the ground in every direction, it is an extremely strong position, and was there and then selected by General d'Amade as the site of a post to overawe the M'Dakra. The mission came over from Ber Rechid to confirm the selection, and as Du Boucheron it ranks as the most important of the " dctachements regionaux." Desultory fighting took place during the whole day, but it would be hardly worth while to mention it were it not for one extraordinary scene which took place within range of the French guns. The M'Dakra, who had come out to fight the French, now acting entirely on the defensive, suddenly formed into two bodies, and set upon one another with great ferocity. It transpired after- wards that one party was for surrender, and having enlisted the services of some M'Zamza, fell suddenly upon the intransigents. But the latter were the tougher in battle as in purpose, and the hands- uppers had to give in and go on fighting. On April 1, at noon, the French flag was hoisted over Du Boucheron, the walled house on the hill. The main body of the troops was encamped on spurge-clothed slopes across a little valley, and stood to arms outside their tents. The bugles sounded " Au drapeau ! " ; the troops presented arms ; in the middle of the square the General and his stafi* saluted. 280 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO That evening news came that a Goumier, carry- ing despatches to Ber Rechid, had Ijeen robbed of his letters by natives. A small force of Spahis and Goumiers were sent to capture and punish the malefactors, and w^hen on their quest were accosted by a German, who informed them that the thieves in question were his proteges and must on no account be injured either in their persons or their properties. Scant attention was paid to this cool request ; indeed, most people believed that if the natives had not been German proteges they would not have interfered with French mail-bags. THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO To all appearance Casablanca is destined to be a second Suakin. The declarations of the Council of Ministers at Paris and at Madrid seem to prove that France and Spain are going to confine themselves strictly within the limits of the Act of Algeciras, and that desjoite the cordial understanding which prevails between the two Powers and England, no final action is to be taken at present with regard to the settlement of the Moroccan question. Yet in 1908 the British flag waves over the wide lands which lie between Wady Haifa and Mombasa, and the reasons why Casablanca may yet be the base whence French influence will spread over El Mogreb el Aksa are not less potent than those which led Lord Kitchener from Wady Haifa to Khartoum and from Khartoum to Gondokoro. What would the refusal of France to deal with the Moroccan question now mean to the world ? If she shirks the larger issue involved in the proclama- tion of Mulai Hafid and his preaching of the Jehad and restricts her operations to the mere policing of the Chaouiya, her " great refusal " will incalculably increase the power of PanTslam, and will go far to convince non-Europeans that Europe has ceased to 282 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO be a conquering force. To many a Mohammedan Morocco is what Palestine was to the contem- poraries of Peter the Hermit, and Fez is the one Muslim sanctuary still inviolate in Africa. For three centuries the shores of the Western Mediterranean felt the consequences of the Spanish and Portuguese failures in the sixteenth century — before Algiers, at the Goletta and at Kassr-el-Kebir ; nor were these consequences wholly obliterated until France in the nineteenth century carried her flag into the Sahara. Those who have read the Times articles on the Hedjaz Railway know that Islam can profit by the scientific methods of the present day, just as the Algerians and Tunisians profited by the lessons of Elizabethan seamen, and it is therefore certain that if France shrinks from undertaking the settlement of the Moroccan question her failure to do so will shake the position of all the European Powers in- terested in the African world. Have those who know the East forgotten the results of the Turkish victories over the Greeks in 1897? Do we wish for a similar experience in 1908? If France retires from Morocco, will her retire- ment make for peace in Europe ? The interior of Morocco is now far on the way to become dangerous for Europeans for a generation, and it is practi- cally certain that if the French withdraw few mercliants will continue to live even in the coast towns. At any moment a massacre of Europeans nught occur. Under such conditions, and though THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 28:3 we ourselves might hold back from undertaking any punitive expedition in accordance with the spirit of the entente cordiale of 1904, it may be taken for certain that Germany would intervene to protect her growing interests. We have seen how Kiao-Chao was occupied to avenge the murder of German missionaries. If German traders perished at the hands of a Moorish mob, would Germany refrain from seeking territorial compensation in order to rely on the pledges of a bankrupt Govern- ment ? It is a moot point whether it would be more harmful to England to see the German flag at Tangier or at the mouth of the Scheldt ; and if Pan-German dreams are realised it will be all essential for Germany — having become a Mediter- ranean Power by the restoration of the Old Holy Roman Empire — to occupy some half-way house between Wilhelmshafen and Pola. Tangier dere- lict would become as veritable an apple of discord as Capetown would have been if the Vierkleur had been planted on Table Mountain. We must not forget that even President Kruger wished that the coasts of a United South Africa should be guaranteed by the British Fleet. It is beside the question to point to the failures of Germany in the South-West African war. Well-watered Morocco is within six days' steam of Bremen, and though under the Imperial Consti- tution her army would necessarily have to be com- posed of volunteers, yet the success which has 284 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO attended German colonisation in Palestine would lead many a man to take his chance of receiving a grant of land in the Chaouiya. British interests, so far as commerce is concerned, would suffer as much under German domination as they could possibly do under the most rigid French tariffs. English merchants in Morocco are for ever quoting the treatment of English traders in Madagascar. Perhaps they do not always remember what befell the Australian firms trading with the Marshall Islands, nor must we forget that Madagascar like Algeria is a French Colony, whilst Tunis ranks as a Protectorate. Morocco flanks our sea-road to India by the Cape, and that sea-road is now more than ever important since the Suez Canal is divided from the Hedjaz Railway but by a thin screen of desert. It is far safer for England to see Morocco in French hands than in those of a Power which is straining every nerve to compete with us on the seas. More than one port on the Atlantic Coast of Morocco might be turned by German engineers into a potential Brest or into a potential Cadiz. Is it true, indeed, that English trade would necessarily suffer from a French occupation of Morocco ? The same outcry was made by the French financial interests in the entourage of the Khedivial Court when England occupied Egypt ; yet French holdings in Egyptian securities are now far larger than they were in 1882, whilst we have only to look at Algiers to see that the trade be- THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 28.5 tween Cardiff and that port has increased by leaps and bounds during the last quarter of a century. Nor have our Maltese fellow-subjects lost by the annexation of Tunis. The case of Madagascar remains, and in many ways it is not unlike tliat of Morocco. It must be remembered that in all such countries there are two classes of trade ; the one carried on by the great firms who have been in the country for generations, conducted by men who can best be paralleled by the Merchant Princes of Hong-Kong, the other that illegitimate sort which finds an opening in a country where the native Government is weak yet oppressive and corrupt. Such is the class of trade which is checked by the establish- ment of French law and order in Madagascar, as it was put an end to in a measure by the English occupation of Egypt. Has our own Government always recognised the land purchases made from natives in our Colonies ? It should be perfectly possible for us to come to an arrangement with France under the clauses of the Act of Algeciras respecting equal opportunities for commerce, and if these conditions were observed, our traders already established there could only be the gainers if they were able to run over to Algiers or Gran in the sleeping cars of a "Rapide" from Casablanca. France, on the other hand, must occupy Morocco eventually, not only to prevent the estabUshment 286 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO of some other European Power on her Algerian frontier, but also to avoid the unrest which her withdrawal from Morocco would produce through- out her African dominions. If ever we had wished to occupy Morocco ourselves, and there can be no doubt that at one time we could have done so, that moment is passed, and if France will come to an arrangement with us about our commerce we shall be in no sense the losers. We do not see the "younger son" (unless he has got a berth under Government) or the Cluirch Army emigrant crowding to Egypt, to Cyprus, or to the Soudan ; whereas a walk down the streets of Casa- blanca will show the most casual observer how many small capitalists from France, Algeria, and Spain have flocked into the place since the bom- bardment. Would it be possible for a youth from an English public school, or London office, to com- pete witli these men in a land where the usual language of business is Spanish or Arabic, and where the conditions of living are radically different from those of an English town ? If France, by occupying Morocco, gives the immigrants security of tenure, she will find colonists flocking in from her whole Mediter- ranean seaboard. A French occupation will mean the construction of roads and railways, whilst in time a quick line of steamers may enable the early vegetables of the Chaouiya and Mogador to be placed on the markets of Paris and London. Ex- THE FUTURE OF IVIOROCCO 287 periments made at Laraclie sliow tliat good wine can be grown, but for the present agriculturists in this part of Morocco must rely upon cereals. If the present uncertainty continues, investors will be as shy of the country as they are of Cyprus. It is true that a certain class of Germans might make good settlers in Morocco. Her Ilanseatic traders acclimatise themselves to Moroccan sur- roundings much more readily than Englishmen, whilst the peasants from Wurtemburg, who liave covered the plains round Jaffa with orange gardens and vineyards, might well prove equally successful in North Africa. We have no equivalent class in England. In how many of our Colonies are the vine and the olive grown by Englishmen from England ? A boy must have capital and leisure to study their culture on the Continent ; and South Germans, with their hereditary knowledge, would have a better chance than our own people of mak- ing a livelihood in Morocco. Germany, therefore, would have every inducement to step in where France had refused to tread. M. Victor Bdrard in the Revue de Pcwis for November 15, 1907, has proposed a solution of the Moroccan question, which has not, apparently, as yet attracted much attention in England. M. Bdrard suggests that if Germany agrees to allow France to have a free hand in Morocco she should in return receive French and Englisli finan- cial support in prolonging the Asia Minor Eailway 288 GENERAI. D'AMADE IN MOROCCO from Eregli to Basra, thus giving her a firm grip on the fertile plains of Cilicia and Mesopotamia. He would have the country between Basra and the mouth of the Shatt-el-Arab, so far at least as the railway and river are concerned, placed under an International Commission which should be formed on the lines of that for the Danube, and which should deal with all matters concern- ing transport and the care of the river channel, whilst nominally respecting the sovereignty of the riverain Powers, Turkey and Persia. Thus the dangers of the establishment of a fortified port under a non-English flag on the Persian Gulf would be obviated, and the Germans would be more than compensated for their self-denial in Morocco. The Karun River might, M. Berard suggests, be included in this arrangement. The su2:g;estion has much to recommend it to those who know that Germany might, in the end, easily find a way to carry a railway to the Persian Gulf without touching Koweyt. The claim of the Sheikh of Koweyt to control the Khor Abdullah or any portion of the western bank of the Shatt-el-Arab below Basra is, to say the least of it, shadowy. Under the Anglo- Russian agreement as to Persia the ports of ]\Iohammera and Bushire are left in the neutral zone ; whilst it must not be forgotten that not only have tlie Shah and the Persian Government refused to recognise that agreement, but that THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 280 it would be perfectly possible for them to grant a concession to a German company to carry a line to either of those harbours from the Turkish frontier. The construction of such a line would no doubt be difficult and costly, but it would in no sense be impossible. It is plain, therefore, that Germany can find means to reach the Persian Gulf without our consent so far as merely political considerations are concerned ; but since in the present condition of the German and American money markets it might be difficult for her to find money for the Bagdad Railway without our help, it might be well that the arrangement suggested by M. Victor Berard should receive attention. We should, in the long run, lose far more if France now withdraws from Morocco, than we should risk by coming to an arrangement with Germany about the Bagdad Railway. France is a great Mohammedan Power, and we dare not allow her to become degraded in the eyes of Islam. Near the Opera House at Vienna an inscribed stone is placed in the facade of a stately building. That stone marks the place where once stood that Carinthian Gate where in 1529 the final assault of the Turks was beaten back by the Viennese burghers. There the Turkish deluge reached its high-water mark. There those proud waves were stayed. For years the flood stood 290 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO still, till, after the victory of Lepanto, it ebbed away almost as quickly as it had flowed. Islam is now once more waking from its secular slumber and bracing itself to defend its few remaining sanctuaries. Is this the time for France to shrink back from Fez and from Marrakesh, and thus to show the world where her conquests in Africa have found their limit? All Europe w^ould, beyond a doubt, feel the effects of such a policy. If France consents to grant an open door to European trade in Morocco she can occupy the country with the cordial consent of every Power except Germany. No doubt in her colonies she adopts a different system ; but, even now, the policy of the Open Door is to a certain extent in force in Tunis, which is separated by a customs line from Algeria, where there is a more stringent tariff. Bona-fide Moroccan and Algerian produce might be allowed to cross such a line, were one established between Morocco and Algeria, without payment of duty, on the same principle by which Mozambique produce enters the Transvaal free under the Treaty with Portugal of 1878. Thus the Moroccan trade with Oran could be carried on without impediment. In her Algerian population and in her Algerian troops France has the instruments for garrisoning and administering the country without unneces- sarily galling the feelings of the inhabitants. Has Germany such men or are German methods of THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 291 administration those which could be apphed to such a task ? A Morocco governed on the prin- ciples in force in Posen would be a constant menace to the peace of the whole Mohammedan world. It is true that for some years German traders made great progress in Morocco, where, for a time, they competed both with the French and the English, but they have sustained a great blow from the events of the last few months, and, despite the help which they have received from their Government, it is doubtful whether, as a body, they are in a very solid position to-day. On the other hand, French and English commerce cannot be said to compete with one another in Morocco. If the English are the masters of the market for cottons and teas, the French have the supply of silks and sugars in their hands, and though German traders import all four classes of goods, it cannot be said that their cheajDer wares have as yet won the favour of the Moors. Our fellow-subjects from Gibraltar find nothing to complain of in their treatment by the French authorities, nor are they excluded from competing for contracts with the French troops. At Casa- blanca, at all events, English merchants cannot be dissatisfied with the management of the Custom House. All they ask is that tranquillity should be restored and that the interior should once more be opened up to trade. If France would consent to occupy Morocco as 292 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO we occupy Egypt — that is, to hold the country as a veiled Protectorate in which equal opportunities for commerce are granted to all nationalities — she might, like ourselves in Burmah, have to face ten years of brigandage. At the end of twenty years Morocco, in all human probability, would be as peaceful as Algeria to-day. Fez and Mogador would vie with Nice and Algiers as resorts of the fashionable world, and roads and railways would penetrate the gorges of the Atlas and the sands of the Sahara. Possibly even that daydream of French engineers would have been realised, and passengers to South America would reach Dakar by express from Ceuta and be borne by quick turbine steamers in five days to Pernambuco. Let France remember that if Spain and Por- tugal had been willing to grant the Open Door to the world's trade in South America, their Kings would still be the lords of Mexico, of Buenos Ayres, and of Bio. It was to secure permanently to English commerce those advantages which it had enjoyed in Brazil during the Peninsular war that Mr. Canning effected the rise of the Latin-Ameri- can Republics, and suggested to President Monroe the promulgation of the doctrine which bears his name. It was mainly because the " Tunisifica- tion " of Morocco threatened to close a door open to German trade that the Kaiser made his speech at Tangier. Let France grant that Open Door in })erpetuity, instead of for the thirty years stipu- THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 293 lated for by Lord Lansdowne in 1904. Her liberality will gain her a splendid heritage, and by winning Morocco for civilisation she will confer a benefit upon the world. The recent action of Germany with regard to the recognition of Mulai Hafid certainly, I think, tends to prove the correctness of the views advanced in the foregoing chapter. It was clear from the moment when the report of the transfer of her Minister Dr. Rosen from Tangier to another post was officially contradicted that the Wilhelmstrasse had not wholly laid aside its interest in Morocco, and it cannot but be significant that this new awakening of German activity coincides with the passage of influence at Constantinople into British hands. It cannot be doubted that the main object of Germany in European as opposed to Asiatic Turkey has been to secure the construction under Austrian control of the railway through the Sanjak of Novibazar from the Bosnian frontier at Uvatz to Mitrovitza, thus opening out a direct road from Hamburg to Salonika, and rendering Macedonia, in itself one of the most fertile districts in Europe, accessible to German penetration. This project has always been openly opposed by Russia, and has never been approved by Italy, who sees that were it carried out the great Albanian harbours would pass into Austrian hands. France, also, and Eng- land have small reason to favour the growth of German power in the Mediterranean. It cannot 294 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO be said that the hne through the Sanjak of Novibazar is of any special economic importance to Turkey itself, and it is stated that it is very un- popular amongst the Albanians, who form a large portion of the population of the district. Conse- quently it is not to be wondered at if the advent of the Anglophile young Turkish party should in some measure contribute to delay the realisation of this dream ; for Austria from a strictly legal standpoint has so far only obtained a concession for carrying out a preliminary survey in connection with the line. The German Emperor has long been looked upon as the mainstay of the Sultan's des- potism, and a Constitutional Turkey is as little likely to do anything to favour German designs as William III. would have been to effect an Anglo- French entente cordiale after the revolution of 1688. But England is, on the other hand, regarded by them as their chief supporter, and it is natural, therefore, that the present Turkish Ministry should do everything in their power to promote her wishes real or supposed. Reports have already appeared that the Turkish Railway Commission has determined to postpone the construction of the Novibazar line on the ground that other railways are of more pressing importance to Turkey. Can we wonder then if the German Emperor has taken advantage of the exist- ing state of affairs at Fez to enter upon a course of action which might, amongst other consequences, bring about friction between France and England ? THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 295 Few foreigners have ever really understood the personal equation in the practical working of our political system, and it is quite conceivable that the Kaiser's advisers may, in view of several recent occurrences, see a tendency amongst certain sections of English politicians to slacken in our intimacy with France. It cannot be denied, moreover, that local English opinion in Morocco itself is far from being keenly in favour of the entente, and inclines rather to a common action with Germany in order to preserve the Open Door. Moreover, until the German Fleet is ready Germany must necessarily favour the internationalising rather than the nationalising by European Powers of semi-civilised countries, and just as she is opposing the annexa- tion of Spitzbergen by either Sweden or Norway, so she is endeavouring under cover of the Act of Algeciras, glossed to suit herself, to retard the absorption of Morocco by France. This is by no means inconsistent with the view that she is hoping to secure concessions at Constantinople by exercis- ing pressure at Fez, and it is for English statesmen to consider whether it is a wise policy for us to come forward on every occasion as the opponents of German efforts for commercial extension. It is, as yet, too early to say whether or not Turkey is secure against a reaction to despotism, but it may well be asked if Salonika as a great trading port in the hands of a constitutional Sultan would really prove a menace to our interests or to those of 296 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO France. The same remark applies to the construc- tion of a railway to the Persian Gulf through Turkish territory. Moreover, in the case of Salonika, we must not forget that it lies on the road from Vienna to the Pirffius. Greece, no friend of Germany, is the only country in Europe which is not connected with the European railway system ; and yet, if the missing link were filled up, and if certain disadvantages in the harbour could be corrected, the Piraeus would be the natural terminus for every steamship plying between Europe and the East. Would the opening up of Greece and Macedonia be an injury to our trade, or a price too great for France to pay for the removal of the Moroccan danger ? She, like our- selves, has often baffled German colonial ambitions, and Germany has gained little by the recent settle- ment of the boundary between the Cameroons and French Congo. Yet it is believed on good grounds that the Kaiser would never have set foot in Tangier had Germany received the mouths of certain rivers in those regions which were in dispute between herself and France. The history of the Sibylline books is true even in our own day, and balked ambition offctimes turns to greed. The story of the Hohenzollerns is not unlike that of the Capetian House. If England consents to make some such sacrifices as those here suggested in order to give France a free hand in Morocco, it would seem obvious that THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 297 we should have a right to expect some return from her gratitude. France at no real cost to herself could grant us one concession, which would have a great value for our Indian Empire. Recent events, such as the Abu Musa incident, have shown that the Persian Gulf has come into the sphere of international politics. It is clear that our present methods of securing the " Pax Britannica " in those once pirate-haunted waters are gradually becoming obsolete, and that an aggressive diplomacy in search of coaling stations may be inclined to pass over our agreements both with the Trucial Chiefs and with the Sultanate of Oman. Moreover, if the common belief be correct, the traders in contraband arms who this summer have conveyed such large consignments of modern weapons into Afghanistan by a road which, though running through Persian territory, lies for many miles within sight of our Baluch border, found a convenient basis m the ports of that Sultanate, Nor must we forget that until very lately the Slave Trade was kept alive in the Indian Ocean by dhows sailing from Muscat under the French flag, and thus a source of constant friction was created between the French and English Foreign Offices. It is true that we have treaty arrangements with the Sultan of Oman, who could not cede any portion of his territory to a third power without 298 GENERAL D'AMADE IN MOROCCO our consent. Experience has shown, however, that such conditions are very difficult to enforce. We have had to proclaim a Protectorate, for example, over the island of Socotra, although we had made a similar treaty with its suzerain, a sultan in Hadramaut. Trouble, too, has arisen at Muscat itself on previous occasions with regard to grants of land for coal depots. The reason why we cannot complete our hold over the southern and eastern coasts of Arabia, between the limits of our Aden Protectorate and those of the Turkish possessions on the Persian Gulf, by proclaiming a Protectorate over Oman, is that we are bound by a treaty with France dated March 10, 1862, to refrain from any such action. Oman and Zanzibar were under one sultan from the time when the Portuguese were finally expelled from East Africa by a Sultan of Muscat in 1698 until the year 1856. In that year they became divided into two independent sovereignties. France was seeking, at that time, to create bases on the East African and Arabian coasts, and Lord Palmer- ston's Government therefore thought it wise to come to an arrangement with her by which both powers agreed to respect the integrity of the territories of Zanzibar and Oman. Lord Salisbury apparently had forgotten the existence of this treaty when in 1890 we occu- pied Zanzibar under the Anglo- German agreement. France at once protested, and only consented to THE FUTURE OF MOROCCO 290 acquiesce in our occupation on our recognising her rights over Madagascar without reserve. The clauses which relate to Oman are still, however, in force. If we could secure our position on the coasts of Oman and Hadramaut we should be freed from the danger of seeing a third and possibly hostile power establish a naval base at some port in those regions, which, as the late Mr. Theodore Bent proved, possess several havens within a compara- tively short distance of Bombay adapted for such a purpose. Would it be any great sacrifice for France to make if she allowed us to proclaim a Protectorate over Oman in exchange for our help in Morocco ? Legitimate French trade would in no wise suffer, and it can hardly be thought that the interests of a handful of gun-runners, even if they chanced to be French subjects, would be of sufiicient importance to prevent the French Government from relieving England of a very real danger. INDEX Abd-el-Kerim, 152, 155, 157, 194 Abd-ul-Aziz, viii, 151, 244-246, 252 Achach hills, 274 Agadir, 1 Ain Djemma, 5(5 Ain Rebbah, 94, 154 Aissoua, 261 Algeria, 82, 83 Alliance Israelite, 133 Anfa, or Anfat6, 1 Aufa Club, 226 Arabs, described, 59, 60, 200 marksmanship of, 65, 66 camps of, 95 mental limitations of, 149 cruelty of, 148 friendly towards French, 271 Army Service Corps, French, 36 Atlas, 1, 19, 58 Augustus, 1 BAGHDAD Railway, 287 Balding, Sergeant, 264 Balloon, 17, 93, 95 Barbs, 18 Barcasses, or lighters, 6, 242 Bassompierre, Colonel, 101 Bee-eaters, 252 Beni, meaning of, 96 Benzakan, Madame, 133, 142 Berard, M. Victor, 287 Bernal, Colonel, 52, 188 BcrbGr 9f) Ber Re'chid, 58, 59, 71, 101, 119, 155 Bertrand, Captain, 120 Birds, 90, 91, 94, 95, 156, 176, 252 Black- Hawkins, Mr. N., 97, 246 Boots, 49, 50 Bosquet, Captain, 110, 112, 113 Bouchard, Trooper, killed, 127 Bou Nuallah, 205-216 Boutegourd, Colonel, 95, 96, 110- 116 Bou Znika, 92, 101, 174 Brulard, Colonel. 59, 152, 153 Cacolets, 101, 102 Cafard, le, 17 Cameroons, 296 Carpets, 80, 139, 140, 146 Carthaginians, 1 Casablanca, architecture of, 238 climate of, 99, 100 defences of, 5, 8, 9 education at, 132-145 health of. 99, 100 history of, 1-3 life at, 217-240 meaning of, 1 panic at, 152, 158 trade of, 72-86 Cattle-ranching, 79, 91 Chaouiya, composition of French force in, 10, 11 description of, 19, 53-55, 87 methods of French in, 33 Mulai Hafid desires evacua- tion of, 151 pronunciation of, viii., ix. reasons why French should hold, 34, 80, 81 trade of, 72-86 Characteristics of French troops, 34, 35 Charles Martel, vii. Chasseurs d'Afrique, 10, 55, 97, 110, 111, 147 Cinco Gremios, 3 Coinage of Morocco, 160, 161 Congo, French, 296 Contracts, 43 Corps de debarquement de Casa- blanca, 4-52 Costumes of Moors, 200 Costs of the French expedition, 44 Crotel, Lieut., 68 Cruelty of Moors, 148 D'Amade, General, vii, 14, 95, 97, 98, 130, 145, 151, 153, 159, 182, 186, 202, 268, 273, 279 Dar el Aidi, 98 301 302 INDEX Dar el Baida, 1 Dar ould Fatima, 205 Dar ould Sebbah, 278 Desertions, prompted bv Germans, 29, 30 Domingo Perea, 227-231 " Drives " abandoned, 152 Drude, General, 8, 29 Du Boucheron, 13, 274, 278 Education, 132-145 Elegy on French killed, 115, IIG Embarkations, 6, 7 Embroidery, 142 Engineers, 11, 20 English in Morocco, 285 Equipment of French soldier, 4()-50 Fedallah, 3, 91, 92, 155 Fekkak, Battle of, 272-278 Fez, 243 Flowers, 53, 55, 57, 58, 90, 92-95, 145, 146, 149, 150, 163, 174, 176, 200, 201, 220, 224, 249, 251, 258, 272, 278 Forage, 42, 43 Force, composition of French, 53 Foreign Legion, 29, 55, 65, 96, 110, 122, 147, 172 Forts, Provot and Ihler, 8, 9 France as a Mahommedan power, 289 French settlers in Morocco, 286 Funeral, military, 108, 109 Gardens, soldiers', 45 German goods, 72, 73, 82 methods, 29, 280 Germans in Morocco, 282-284 Goumiers, 42, 55, 146, 147, 204 Guns, effect of French, 27, 65 at M'Karto, 181 against Bou Nuallah, 206 Gun teams, 18, 204 Hadeamaut, 297 Hamachi, festival of, 261 Hamara Akka, 272 Hanno, 1 Hare, 174 Harris, Mr. W. B., viii, 232, 246, 270, 276 Hassan, Tower of, 250 Hediya, 262-266 Herv^, Madame, viii Horses, 18 Hospitals, 101-109 Houel, M., correspondent of Matin, 150, 151, 194 Huot, Captain, 122, 205 Huts, French, 44, 45 Spanish, 52 Hygiene of French force, 99-109 Ibis, or cow-bird, 91 Iron, 72 Jews, at Settat greet French, 170 effect of education on, 137, 138, 143, 144 their power, 144 Jewesses, of Settat, 128-131 Kabyle, 96 Kann, M. Reginald, vii, viii, 69, 70, 123, 270 Kasbah ben Ahmed, 196 Kergorlay, Chevalier de, 110, 113- 115 Kit of French soldier, 34, 46-48 Kitchener, Lord, his "idrives," 152 Koweyt, 288 Lagadec, Breton sailor, 224 Laraiche, 1 L'Arbi ben Sherki, 199, 203 Lepeen, Mr., viii Lewison, M., viii Litieres, 102 Littoral column, 13, 116 Lixus, 1 Looms, 122 Looting, 146, 182 Lowther, H. E., Sir G., K.C.B., vii Lyautey, General, 152, 267-280 Maclean, Kaid Sir H., viii, 249- 251 Mahmoud, 182, 276 Mansouriya, 176 March orders, 16 Marching powers of French, 20, 185, 203, 206, 207 Marrakesh, 1, 9, 243 Massenet, Major, 95-97, 186 M'Dakra, 66, 177, 270, 279 M'Karto, 33, 172-186 INDEX 303 M'Koun, 87-98, 155 M'Zab hills, 58, 62, 156 M'Zamzas, 195 Mechraa el Chair, 151 Mediouna, 2, 3, 59, 87-90, 95, 98, 101, 119 Meilud, 262 Melinite, 28 Menebhi, 254-256 Meshwi, 147 Methods of French, 33 Mitrailleuses, G6, 67 Mohammed ould el Hadj Hamou, 4, 60, 61 Morocco, the future of, 281-299 Mountain gun of Moors, 186, 276 Mulai Hafid, 151 Mules, 22, 40, 42, 117, 118, 271 Muscat, 297-299 Nazarenes, 33, 61 Night-attack, 123 Novibazar, 293 Officer, French, his character- istics, 14, 35, 36 Oil, 73 Oman, 297 Organisation of French troops, 12, 13 Oued Aceila, 186 Aiata, 270 Fekkak, 273 Mellah, 19, 92, 162 Mils, 196 Mousa, 63, 64, 66 Neffifikh, 19, 92, 173, 176 Tamazer, 156, 204 Oulad, meaning of, 96 Harriz, 61, 270 Said, 150, 205 Zian, 270 Oum-er-Rebia, 151 " Palace of Varieties," 231-235 Passard, Colonel, 70, 96, 114, 124, 184 Pay, 45, 46, 50, 51 Paymasters, 43 Piraeus, 296 Pisa, M., viii, 133, 134, 138, 139 Pitchforks, 122 Pompom, 28 Post Office, Army, 43, 44 Powder-play, 265 Prisoners, 146 Protection system, 76-79 KabAt, 30, 91, 93, 241-266 llaisuli, 250 Rations, 36-40, 42 Razzia, 145-151 R'Fakha, battle of, 163-172 Reade, Mr. H., viii, 246 Red Cross Society, 107, 108 Regnault, M., vii, 152 ; mission of 267-280 Review of French troops, 201-204 of Sultan's troops, 256 Ricard, Lieut., 110, 113, 114, 115 Roberts, F.-M. Earl, E.G., 23 Rollers, 258 Rousseau, Trooper, 112, 113, 115 Sallee, 2, 93, 241 Salonika, 293, 295, 296 Schools, 132 Sehoul, forest of, 20, 93, 154, 174 Senegalese, 11, 12, 49 Settat, 1, 53, 61-71, 125-131, 156 Sheep, 91, 172 Sheila, 257-260 Sick, 100, 103 Sidi Aidi, 196, 201 Belliot, 2, 6 ben Sliman, 94, 154, 173 el Aiachi, 150, 205 el Mekki, 110-131 el Ourimi, 205 Hajaj, 176 Signal-fires, 64 Silk, 72 Silos, 57, 58 Silvestre, Lieut., 274 Sniping, 278 Souk, 236 Spahis, 55, 147 Spain, her position in Morocco, 187-193 Spanish huts, 52 troops, 52, 188 Stalf, 14, 15 Strategy of Moors, 153 of French, 20, 24 Sugar, 72 Tactics of French, 25 of Moors, 26, 165, 166 Tangier, 2 304 INDEX Tattenbach, Count, "-i Taupin, Colonel, 152, 153 Tea, 72 Telegraphs, 7, and Map Tents, 40, 56, 57, 104 Tirailleurs, 31, 41, 49, 55, 65, 93, 96, 110, 145, 275 Tirs, 13, 110 Tortoises, 91 Tours, vii Trade, 72-80, 217, 284, 285 Transport, 21, 40-43 Typhoid, 103, 104 Uniforms, 30, 55, 56 Verdon, Dr. and Mrs., 264 Water, distilled, 42 Wine, 73 Wounded, transport of, 100-102 Zaouia, Sidi el Mekki, 120, 145 Zenata, 4 Zezian, 272 Zouaves, 44, 46, 48, 49, 53, 61, 70, 7 1 Zumbiehl, Major, viii, 102 THE END I'riiited by Ballanttnk, Hanson &' Co. 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