National Geographic : 1937 Mar
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE MARKET STALLS LINE MAIN STREET BENEATH A LOFTY MINARET Until the French occupation, neither Christian nor Jew was welcome within the walls of "Kairouan the Holy." Now, during the annual Rug Fair in April, the city teems with visitors who come to inspect the year's output of bright Zerbias, thick Allouchas, and embroidered Mergoums - Kairouan rugs whose production is fostered by the French Government. Annual prizes go to the best weavers, and rugs bearing the official seal enter France free of duty. while my lower lip froze to the thick metal bowl one subzero night in the Gobi. He and his charming wife not only wel comed me to their home, but also conducted me to Foum Tatahouine and Douirat. THE ROAD TO FOREIGN LEGION NOVELS Foum Tatahouine used to be the termi nus of the trail leading toward dunes, death. and Foreign Legion novels. But big trucks now roll merrily along toward Bordj Le Boeuf and that web of desert tracks where Georges-Marie Haardt and Louis Audouin Dubreuil blazed the way. t Neither Nigeria nor the Congo appealed at the moment, so I went to Ben Gardane, near the Libian frontier. In normal times, Ben Gardane is a small town around an empty market place. But when sanctions against Italy were imposed, Ben Gardane was just the spot for silent footed camels. When people need olive oil, grain, or soap, a smuggler may be one's best friend. Big trucks, heavily loaded and decorated with horseshoes, fishes, and hands of Fa tima for all sorts of good luck (page 374), t See "Conquest of the Sahara by the Automo bile," NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE, January, 1924.