Pre-Raphaelitism and the pre-Raphaelite brotherhood . bron, comeon tour to Bethlehem, and rest for the mid-day meal atthe German Mission. I always began painting on the roof before sunrise,and there was no reason on the day appointed for theroyal progress why I should not proceed as usual withmy work, which was suspended at mid-day for threeor four hours. I left my painting, therefore, as usualabout ten oclock, and walked out with my gun ; game at 278 PRE-RAPHAELITISM AND THE chap. this hour did not present itself. But I had a book in mypocket, and with this I sat down on a rock, not forgetful
Pre-Raphaelitism and the pre-Raphaelite brotherhood . bron, comeon tour to Bethlehem, and rest for the mid-day meal atthe German Mission. I always began painting on the roof before sunrise,and there was no reason on the day appointed for theroyal progress why I should not proceed as usual withmy work, which was suspended at mid-day for threeor four hours. I left my painting, therefore, as usualabout ten oclock, and walked out with my gun ; game at 278 PRE-RAPHAELITISM AND THE chap. this hour did not present itself. But I had a book in mypocket, and with this I sat down on a rock, not forgetful ofthe fact that the German party would soon be traversingthe road in view. After a time, looking southward, I saw,a mile away, ascending over the ridge which hid the Poolsof Solomon, a party of about thirty European horsemen,with stragglers behind. The riders were all well mountedand of commanding stature, but even at the distance it waseasy to distinguish the knightly Prince who formed thecentre of the cavalcade, whose passing, peaceful as it -i^i^^|^ LETTER TO MY SON. undoubtedly accentuated a new phase in the fate of thiseventful country. I did not return to the house until the royal guestand his retinue were at their breakfast. Learning thatthey were discussing this in a room on the first floor, Ifelt that I might reach my roof studio without otherhindrance than that offered by the mother-of-pearlsalesmen who flocked the steps. I was half-way up thestairs, and opposite the closed door of the apartment occu-pied by the royal party, when it was suddenly thrown open,and the Crown Prince emerged with Miss was engrossed in his talk with that admirable lady, andT stood against the wall making my obeisance, when thelady at once seized the opportunity of presenting me,explaining that I was the English artist, Mr. Hoi man XI PRE-RAPHAELITE BROTHERHOOD 279 Hunt. The Prince immediately extended his hand, andwith gracious readiness named some of my pictures, an
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