THE VICTIMS OF MOGADOR,

In the Name of Him who wept over Jerusalem, we now make to our readers an appeal that we do trust will not prove vain in a single instance. We hope there is not a family in which some responsive voice will not be heard—some mite, however trifling, contributed to alleviate the heart-rending misery that we are about to describe. We hope it, not because HE whose is the silver and whose is the gold, needs our puny help to relieve the terrible sufferings with which he sees good to overwhelm His poor, afflicted wanderers on the contrary, we view in such an event as the present, a token for good to Israel: for wherever there is a spark of Christian love kindled in any heart, that spark will brighten to a fiame, and the habitual prayer will assume the character of passionate importunity on behalf of those to whom we owe our all-it will break forth in the language of expostulation; "How long, Lord? wilt thou be angry for ever? Shall thy jealousy burn like fire?" When the LORD arises to have mercy upon Zion, when He says to her, Arise, shine, for thy light is come, happy will it be for those who have, in the dark night of Israel's sorrow, even while God still hid His face, and gave no comfort to the mourner, stretched forth the hand of tender compassion, and shed a gleam of

loving sympathy on that desolate one's path! We speak of those who are scattered in lands unlike this abode of freedom and peace-lands where the extreme bitterness of the predicted cup is still tasted, and the very dregs wrung out by the persecuted Jew. Happy, we say, will it be for the Christian who has acted up to the spirit of the command given to Moab, "Let mine outcasts dwell with thee," and has ministered, according to the ability given, to the temporal wants of those whose fathers ministered, exclusively ministered, to the spiritual necessities of the whole world!

We proceed to lay before our friends, first, the circular letter of Sir Moses Montefiore, and then the enclosures therein referred to. We hope they will be read in the family and in the social circle, with much intercessory prayer, and alms such as each can afford. We are the lenders now: the time is at hand when Israel will repay us a thousand-fold: for it is written, "Rejoice ye with Jerusalem and be glad with her, all ye that love her: rejoice for joy with her, all ye that mourn for her. .... And when ye see this, your heart shall rejoice, and your bones shall flourish like an herb; and the hand of the LORD shall be known towards his servants, and his indignation towards his enemies." Isaiah Ixiv. 10—14.

Grosvenor Gate, Park place, 31st October, 1844.

"Gentlemen,-I am requested to invite your attention to the accompanying document, which painfully and vividly describes the sufferings to which

the Jewish inhabitants of Mogador were subjected, during the recent bombardment of that town by the French.

"You will observe that these unfortunate persons (no distinction being made as to age or sex) were denuded of every article of clothing, and subjected to gross personal indignity; that some have been carried into captivity, some have been wounded, some slain; and that of those who have escaped, some have perished houseless and destitute, overcome by terror and starvation; that four thousand persons are scattered abroad over the face of the wild country, without place of refuge, food, or clothing; that there has been an entire destruction of property, and that the affluent and the poor are alike reduced to utter ruin.

"To obtain the means to alleviate the condition of the unhappy survivors, and for the ransom of the captives, a committee of gentlemen (whose names are annexed to the document above mentioned) has undertaken to collect and receive subscriptions, and it is hoped and solicited, that under circumstances so afflicting you will kindly allow your names to be added to the list of contributors.

"It is understood that there are few or no Christian residents at Mogador, but should there be any who have also been sufferers, and who need assistance, they will of course participate in the subscription.

"I have the honor to be, Gentlemen,

"Your obedient humble servant,

"MOSES MONTEFIORE, Chairman."

Extract from a letter from WILLIAM WILLSHIRE, Esq., British Vice-Consul at Mogador (now in London), dated 28th September, 1844, addressed to JUDAH GUEDALLA, Esq., London.

"ON the very first day of the bombardment, even within two hours of its commencement, that portion of the town set apart for the especial residence of the Hebrews, was at once the scene of indiscriminate outrage and pillage, even by the very men who had been called in especially to afford it protection; and this, while, to a great extent, respect was paid to other portions of the city. This was too strongly proved to me by a Moor whom I had despatched on the first afternoon of the attack, to bring me news of the condition of the town and its inhabitants, and who further reported that the Jews' town was completely ransacked and devastated, bazaars, shops, and markets entirely pillaged. As to what had occurred to the inhabitants of it individually, he could not tell; but we can well affirm from previous knowledge of the habits and propensities of the barbarous tribes of the country: from this, and what I afterwards gleaned, it appears that great numbers must have fled in despair from the horrible treatment which they met with from the hands of the Kabyles, when the latter came to pillage and plunder the town; but, alas! they appear to have fled to the country and hills from bad treatment, only, if possible, to experience ten times worse; and those who were obliged to remain, from age and sickness, were either at once killed, or must have since, in all probability, died of starvation.

"On the second day of the bombardment, the houses and stores (contiguous to mine) of two of the principal merchants were attacked: immediately horrid cries and yells resounded from a hundred voices, demanding instant admission. As myself and party lay listening, we could hear the threats of the Kabyles to kill and murder every one, if the doors were not immediately opened; the shrieks and cries of the unfortunate inmates were dreadful, and the curses of the Moors were horrible in the extreme, and heard far above the noise of those who were throwing out into the streets, goods, furniture, and every thing they could lay hands upon. A sudden stop was put to this scene, by the cry getting abroad that the French were coming; when the Kabyles escaped out of the town, carrying away their plunder on mules, horses, &c. During their absence, Mr. Y. L., who, with his family and many others, had taken refuge at Mr. Joseph Elmaleh's house, called out to Mr. Lucas (one of my clerks) to know how we had fared during the sacking of the town. He was in the utmost distress of mind, and stated that two of his children were lost or murdered, and every one of the Jews and Jewesses had been most barbarously and grossly insulted, stripped nearly naked, and plundered of every thing they possessed; and his own appearance, covered only about the middle with a piece of canvass, bore testimony to the maltreatment. But yet these poor sufferers had not drank the dregs of the bitter cup,-the monsters returned at about four o'clock, P.M., and visited them again, when the same dreadful scenes were repeated, and the inmates endured a second time almost unheardof outrages. To escape the fury of the mob, they