Syria and the Holy Land : their scenery and their people : incidents of travel, &cfrom the best and most recent authorities . would be that of the evening bivouac, when you choose yourground and pitch your tent wherever fancy or caprice may decide; on amountain brow, in a secluded vale, by a running brook, or in a sombre forest;and where, become familiar with mother Earth, you lay yourself down on hernaked bosom. There you may establish sudden community with her otherchildren—the forester, the lowland ploughman, or the mountain shepherd ;or call in to share your evening repast, some weary trav
Syria and the Holy Land : their scenery and their people : incidents of travel, &cfrom the best and most recent authorities . would be that of the evening bivouac, when you choose yourground and pitch your tent wherever fancy or caprice may decide; on amountain brow, in a secluded vale, by a running brook, or in a sombre forest;and where, become familiar with mother Earth, you lay yourself down on hernaked bosom. There you may establish sudden community with her otherchildren—the forester, the lowland ploughman, or the mountain shepherd ;or call in to share your evening repast, some weary traveller, whose name,race, and land of birth may be equally unknown, and who may, in thepleasing uncertainty but certain instruction of such intercourse, wile theevening away with tales of the Desert or stories of the Capital, and mayhave visited in this land of pilgrims the streams of Cashmere or the parchedSahara. But though never can you better enjoy, still nowhere can you moreeasily dispense with mans society than in your tent after a long daysfatigue. It is a pleasure which words cannot tell, to watch that portable. Halt of Travellers near Bschiza. home—everywhere the same—spreading around its magic circle, and rearingon high its gilded ball; as cord by cord is picketed down, it assumes itswonted forms, and then spreads wide its festooned porch, displaying withinmosaic carpets and piled cushions. There the traveller reclines after thelabour of the day and the toil of the road, his ablutions first performed at therunning stream, and his namaz recited—to gaze away the last gleam oftwilight in that absorbed repose which is not reflection, which is not vacancy,but a calm communing with Nature, and a silent observation of men andthings. Thus that pensive mood is fostered, and that soberness of mind 76 SYRIA AND THE HOLY LAND. acquired, which, though not profound, is never trivial. Thus at home in thewilds should the Mussulman be seen—picturesque in his attire, sculptures
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