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June, 1904, found me a second time in North Africa, previously it was Morocco, the western most outpost of the Orient, now it was Tripoli, the easternmost state of Barbary. A specially vised Turkish passport let me into The Gateway to the Sahara -- the first American to enter in two years.
Within these pages by word and picture I have endeavored to give an insight into this most native of the Barbary capitals, its odd and fascinating customs, industries, and incidents; a view of those strange and interesting people who inhabit the oases and table-lands of Tripoli-tania, their primitive methods and patriarchal life; an account of the hazardous vocation of the Greek sponge divers off the Tripoli coast; a story of the circumstances surrounding the dramatic episode of the burning of the United States Frigate Philadelphia in 1804, and of my discovery of the wrecked hull below the waters of Tripoli harbor in 1904; a narrative of some personal adventures which occurred during a trip alone with Arabs over some two hundred miles of the Great Sahara; and a description of the daily life and vicissitudes of the camel and the Saharan caravans, of the trails over which that travel, and of the great wastes which surround them.
June, 1904, found me a second time in North Africa, previously it was Morocco, the western most outpost of the Orient, now it was Tripoli, the easternmost state of Barbary. A specially vised Turkish passport let me into The Gateway to the Sahara -- the first American to enter in two years.
Within these pages by word and picture I have endeavored to give an insight into this most native of the Barbary capitals, its odd and fascinating customs, industries, and incidents; a view of those strange and interesting people who inhabit the oases and table-lands of Tripoli-tania, their primitive methods and patriarchal life; an account of the hazardous vocation of the Greek sponge divers off the Tripoli coast; a story of the circumstances surrounding the dramatic episode of the burning of the United States Frigate Philadelphia in 1804, and of my discovery of the wrecked hull below the waters of Tripoli harbor in 1904; a narrative of some personal adventures which occurred during a trip alone with Arabs over some two hundred miles of the Great Sahara; and a description of the daily life and vicissitudes of the camel and the Saharan caravans, of the trails over which that travel, and of the great wastes which surround them.
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