The innocents abroad; . e rceivenow,however,that theymighthave ta-ken him by the heels and thrown him clear over the house without dis-commoding him very much. Palestine is not changed anysince those days, in manners, customSj architecture, or we rode into Magdala not a soul was visible. But thering of the horses hoofs roused the stupid population, and theyall came trooping out—old men and old women, boys andgirls, the blind, the crazy, and the crippled, all in ragged,soiled and scanty raiment, and all abject beggars by nature,instinct and education. How the vermin-tortured vagabonds
The innocents abroad; . e rceivenow,however,that theymighthave ta-ken him by the heels and thrown him clear over the house without dis-commoding him very much. Palestine is not changed anysince those days, in manners, customSj architecture, or we rode into Magdala not a soul was visible. But thering of the horses hoofs roused the stupid population, and theyall came trooping out—old men and old women, boys andgirls, the blind, the crazy, and the crippled, all in ragged,soiled and scanty raiment, and all abject beggars by nature,instinct and education. How the vermin-tortured vagabondsdid swarm ! How they showed their scars and sores, and pit-eously pointed to their maimed and crooked limbs, and beggedwith their pleading eyes for charity ! We had invoked a spiritwe could not lay. They hung to the horsess tails, clung totheir manes and the stirrups, closed in on every side in scornof dangerous hoofs—and out of their infidel throats, with oneaccord, burst an agonizing and most infernal chorus: How-. SYRIAN HOUSE. OLD TIBERIAS. 505 ajji, bucksheesli! howajji, buckslieesli! howajji, bucksheesh !bucksheesh! bucksheesh ! I never was in a storm hke thatbefore. As we paid the bucksheesh out to sore-eyed children andbrpwn, buxom girls with repulsively tattooed lips and chins,we filed through the town and by many an exquisite fresco,till we came to a bramble-infested inclosure and a Roman-looking ruin which had been the veritable dwelling of St. MaryMagdalene, the friend and follower of Jesus. The guide be-lieved it, and so did I. I could not well do otherwise, withthe house right there before my eyes as plain as day. Thepilgrims took down portions of the front wall for specimens,as is their honored custom, and then we departed. We are camped in this place, now, just within the city wallsof Tiberias. We went into the town before nightfall andlooked at its people—we cared notlimg about its houses. Itspeople are best examined at a distance. They are particularlyun
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