Our houseboat on the Nile . adarkejj who, though mourning her deaddaughter, wore the brightest of dresses, andwhen asked by Sitt, — Mammy, are nt yougoing to put on black for your daughter ? — replied, No, honey; no, honey; but theLord himself knows how black my heart is. We slip our mooring just as the day isbreaking, for we must make our distancebefore the wind rises; and the wind, when itdoes nt blow all the time, never forgets torise at 10 a. m. At 4 A. M. the Southern Cross is bril-liant, and as we gaze upon it we begin tounderstand why its praises have been sosounded and sung. Lest you m
Our houseboat on the Nile . adarkejj who, though mourning her deaddaughter, wore the brightest of dresses, andwhen asked by Sitt, — Mammy, are nt yougoing to put on black for your daughter ? — replied, No, honey; no, honey; but theLord himself knows how black my heart is. We slip our mooring just as the day isbreaking, for we must make our distancebefore the wind rises; and the wind, when itdoes nt blow all the time, never forgets torise at 10 a. m. At 4 A. M. the Southern Cross is bril-liant, and as we gaze upon it we begin tounderstand why its praises have been sosounded and sung. Lest you may think that4 a. m. is a favorite time of rising with themaster of the Terrapin, it may be well tonote how easy it is, when stretched beside acabin window, to take a look out for steam-boats and constellations, without rising. Itis not only a diversion, but, cut off as weare from subjects of worldly interest, it hasbecome really exciting. By nine this morning Sitt is booted andspurred — that is, in pith hat and short. m IM LIONS OF SABUAH THE LIONS OF SABUAH 217 skirt — to mount the bank to the ruins ofSabuah (the lions). The position of the temple in a sand plainappeals to us; the lions couchant with theirhuman heads, of which, to be sure, but twoor three can be seen above the sand, some-how accentuate the surrounding desolationand loneHness, which is appalling. The hi-eroglyphics, like many on the other temples(for which Sitt refers all who are interestedto Dr. Budges guide), tell of valiant deedsand marvelous conquests and acquisition ofterritory by the great Kameses. They tell,too, of pillars of the temple decorated withcostly stones and gems. So fairy-like is theaccount that Sitt finds herself looking downinto the sand, as she walks or wades throughit, wondering if all the jewels of which it tellshave been already found and carried off, orif some still remain as proof to the incredu-lous that the story was not written by Grimmor Hans Andersen. Though we find no je
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