Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . din-shum, a King of Babylonia whoreigned about the middle of the ninthcentury Another curious discovery made inthe temple was an impression on theasphalt paving of a magnificent throne,which may well have marked the Kingsseat in the temple, and was decoratedwith elaborate designs representing menand animals. Such, in brief, is the work done by theGerman explorers during the past threeyears. While much remains to be done,the excavations, so far as they have gone,are fraught with most important two such import
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . din-shum, a King of Babylonia whoreigned about the middle of the ninthcentury Another curious discovery made inthe temple was an impression on theasphalt paving of a magnificent throne,which may well have marked the Kingsseat in the temple, and was decoratedwith elaborate designs representing menand animals. Such, in brief, is the work done by theGerman explorers during the past threeyears. While much remains to be done,the excavations, so far as they have gone,are fraught with most important two such important sites as thepalace of Nebuchadnezzar and the templedetermined, we are in a far better posi-tion than before to obtain a view of thetopography of the city which played sogreat a role in the ancient world. Atpresent, work is being continued on boththe Kasr and the Amran mounds, and isbeing extended to a third mound stillfarther south, known as Djumdjuma(skull), and which formed the lowerlimit of the city. Before long we mayexpect to receive reports from Koldewey. Fac-simile of Impression of a Throne int theAsphalt Paving of the Temple of Marduk regarding excavations in a portion of theKasr mound where he places the site ofthe famous hanging gardens of Baby-lon, associated in legend with the semi-mythical Semiramis, but in reality thework of Nebuchadnezzar. An Hour and a Half from Jamestown BY A. E. THOMAS M Y dear Bobby, said Mrs. Mor-ley, perching herself daintilyon the bamboo bench by theopen window, why do you bury yourselfin this hole? Hole! said I, indignantly. And Ithrew open the blinds. Look there! Icried, pointing at the incomparable, lim-itless prospect of meadow and salt pondand bar and sea that stretched away be-low us, with Block Island showing vague-ly blue through the afternoon haze. Oh yes, I know, admitted the lady,petulantly, but there are views at New-port. There are also excursionists, I re-torted, sourly, and—and shopkeepers,and other blots on the landsc
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