ABSTRACT
SIR, GOING out to see the City of Surat, I passed without any Incivility, the better because I understood not what they said; for though we meet not with Boys so rude as in England, to run after Strangers, yet here are a sort of bold, lusty, and most an end, 1 drunken Beggars, of the Musslemen 2 Cast, that if they see a Christian in good Clothes, Mounted on a stately Horse, with rich Trappings, are presently upon their Punctilio’s with God Almighty, and interrogate him, Why he suffers him to go a Foot, 230and in Rags, and this Coffery (Unbeliever) to vaunt it thus? 3 And hardly restrained from running a Muck 4 (which is to kill whoever they meet, till they be slain themselves) especially if they have been at Hodge, 5 a Pilgrimage to Mecca, and thence to Juddah, 6 where is Mahomet’s Tomb; these commonly, like evil Spirits, have their Habitations among the Tombs: Nor can we complain only of this Libertinism, for the Rich Moormen themselves are persecuted by these Rascals.
