souk

There is a tale of a certain Arab shopkeeper of the Souk dEtoffes who married a stranger from overseas.

We came through the souk, where were the sticks of meat roasting, and lots of people.

I went to see the souk;—everybody was very civil;—no calling Kafer!

In the souk to-day, it was proved beyond all doubt that the Zinder people sell themselves into foreign slavery.

The souk to-day was full of people, but goods of value were wanting.

After about three or four hours' ride the Sarkee usually encamps, and a souk, or market, is opened at the camp for provisions.

Not succeeding in the souk, he went to the Shereef Kebir, and requested him to give him a fowl for a sick person.

The souk is almost deserted to-day, on account of the Sarkee being absent.

From them came black boats filled with Arab men and women carrying the produce of their buffalo herds to the Souk or market.

Being thus compelled to remain at the Souk, I fitted up my tent and cabins as well as I was able.