. The gateway to the Sahara; observations and experiences in Tripoli. tirs herself early. A few stepsdown the Arbar-Arsat, my friend Hamet, a sellerof fruits and vegetables, and his neighbor, theone-eyed dealer in goods from the Sudan, takedown the shutters from two holes in the walls,spread their stock, and, after the manner of allgood Mohammedans, proclaim in the name ofthe Prophet that their wares are excellent. Themajority of those who drift along the Arbar-Arsatare of the four great native races of Tripoli:Berbers, descendants of the original inhabitants;Arabs, progeny of those conquerors
. The gateway to the Sahara; observations and experiences in Tripoli. tirs herself early. A few stepsdown the Arbar-Arsat, my friend Hamet, a sellerof fruits and vegetables, and his neighbor, theone-eyed dealer in goods from the Sudan, takedown the shutters from two holes in the walls,spread their stock, and, after the manner of allgood Mohammedans, proclaim in the name ofthe Prophet that their wares are excellent. Themajority of those who drift along the Arbar-Arsatare of the four great native races of Tripoli:Berbers, descendants of the original inhabitants;Arabs, progeny of those conquerors who overranthe country centuries ago; the native Jew; andlastly, itinerant Blacks who migrate from theSouth. The Berbers, like the Arabs, are a white-racepeople whose countless hordes centuries agoflooded over Northern Africa, coming from noone knows where. That one by Hamets shopstops to examine some figs. His baracan, theprevailing outer garment of Tripolitans,^ has Tripolitans signifies the people of the territory, Tripolinea dweller in the town of Tripoli. [8]. -3 TRIPOLI IN BARBARY slipped from his head, which is closely shaved,save for one thick lock of hair just back of thetop. Abu Hanifah, the seer, so goes the story,advocated this lock of hair, that in battle theimpure hands of the infidel might not defile thedecapitated Moslem mouth or beard. Whatever their station in life, in appearanceand bearing the Arabs of to-day are worthy sonsof their forbears, who forced kings of Europe totremble for their thrones and caused her scholarsto bow in reverence to a culture and learning atthat time unknown to the barbarians of theNorth. Look at the swarthy Hamet in full trousersand shirt of white cotton, squatting in the shadowof his shop awning. As he rises to greet a richlydressed Moor, Sala Heba, the slave dealer, eachplaces his right hand in turn on his heart, lips, andforehead, thus through the temenah [greeting],saying, Thou hast a place in my heart, on mylips, and thou art
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