. Voices from the Orient; or, The testimony of the monuments, of the recent historical and topographical discoveries, and of the customs and traditions of the people in the Orient, to the veracity of the sacred record. In an hour we turned in a north-easterlydirection. Our route lay over barren plains and desolate and there a few graves were passed that added, if pos-sible, to the dreariness of the scene. At length our route was inan easterly direction, and we began to descend towards theplain of Jericho. The whole country was desolate in the ex-treme, and scarcely a sign of vegetat
. Voices from the Orient; or, The testimony of the monuments, of the recent historical and topographical discoveries, and of the customs and traditions of the people in the Orient, to the veracity of the sacred record. In an hour we turned in a north-easterlydirection. Our route lay over barren plains and desolate and there a few graves were passed that added, if pos-sible, to the dreariness of the scene. At length our route was inan easterly direction, and we began to descend towards theplain of Jericho. The whole country was desolate in the ex-treme, and scarcely a sign of vegetation appeared. Down,down we rode over dangerous paths and among barren hillsthat rose up on every side of us, and in every possible length that strange Dead Sea appeared like a deep basin,hemmed in by the mountains of Moab on the east side, thatstood out in sharp outline and rugged grandeur against thesky, and by these, down whose brows and deep chasms wewere riding. The clear water of the sea sparkled in the sunlight, and faraway beyond the plain I could trace the course of the Jordanby the shrubs and trees that lined its banks; and its muddy-coloured water could be followed for a considerable distance.
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