Our journey around the world; an illustrated record of a year's travel of forty thousand . rgeous kavass, arrayed in all his Oriental finery, car-rying off his gaudy plumes with the utmost indifference anddignity. Then came the soldier guard, scarcely less wonder-fully arrayed, whose Winchester rifle, long sword, shortdirk, and brace of bull-dog pistols, were supposed to striketerror to the heart of every pugnacious Turk who might dis-pute our passage. Following him was Abdallah, our dragoman. Thencame our modest selves, some half-dozen English and Amen- MEMORIES OF THE GREAT FALSE PRO


Our journey around the world; an illustrated record of a year's travel of forty thousand . rgeous kavass, arrayed in all his Oriental finery, car-rying off his gaudy plumes with the utmost indifference anddignity. Then came the soldier guard, scarcely less wonder-fully arrayed, whose Winchester rifle, long sword, shortdirk, and brace of bull-dog pistols, were supposed to striketerror to the heart of every pugnacious Turk who might dis-pute our passage. Following him was Abdallah, our dragoman. Thencame our modest selves, some half-dozen English and Amen- MEMORIES OF THE GREAT FALSE PROPHET. 491 cans. Our slipper boy followed after, and, as his onlyfunction was to put on our shoes when we removed theslippers, and guard the shoes while we were in the mosque,he was not obliged to appear in uniform. Through the narrow, filthy streets we walked, passing theArmenian monastery overshadowed by lofty and gloomycypresses, past the Turkish guard who unceasingly stands atthe gate of the Haram to prevent any unaccredited infidelfoot from pressing the sacred soil. At last we stood on the. THE MOSQUE OP OMAR. very rocks made sacred by the feet of Abraham, Isaac, andJacob ; of David and Samuel; of Judges, Prophets, Apostles,and Martyrs, and of Jesus Christ, our Saviour, himself. One soon gets the impression, however, that these pre-cincts, in the minds of present owners, are more sacred tothe memory of Mohammed than of any one else, for at everystep we are reminded of the great false prophet by someabsurd tradition. For instance, as we enter the grounds a spot enclosed bymarble pillars is shown us as the very spot from whichMohammed started on his flying horse to visit Damascus 492 THE CHAIN OF JUDGMENT. and Mecca, a journey of many hundred miles which occupiedhim only five or six minutes. He had evidently anticipatednot only Darius Green and his flying machine, but all theaerial inventions and electrical contrivances of the nineteenthcentury. If he had only left to his dev


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