The most wonderful and curious part of the Feast of
the Passover, to me, was the gorgeous apparel, in which
the descendants of Judah arrayed themselves for the
occasion. There was not a Jew or Jewess in Tangier,
down to the very poorest, who did not torn out in
new clothes, from head to foot, for the Passover ; and in
these they strutted about the streets from morning
until night, apparently for the sole purpose of exhibiting
their finery to each other. The majority of the Jews
in Tangier, especially the elder ones, dress habitually
in the garb I have already described. For these there
was no opening for bright colours, except in the matter
of the sash, and in this they came out very strong.
