The Jordan valley and Petra . ern slope of the valley. Manya time we thought of the saying, current in Moab, O Lord, do not listen to the prayers of thetravellers ! Travellers are always supposed to askfor fair weather, and if we called for fair weatherthat day the prayers of the people prevailed andthe heavens gathered for a storm. We foresaw itscoming, and eot out our heaviest clothing andrubber coats. It came from the west and south,and proved to be one of the most pitiless we everfaced. Half an hour away from camp, as we climbedover a small ridge, it struck us fairly in the horses
The Jordan valley and Petra . ern slope of the valley. Manya time we thought of the saying, current in Moab, O Lord, do not listen to the prayers of thetravellers ! Travellers are always supposed to askfor fair weather, and if we called for fair weatherthat day the prayers of the people prevailed andthe heavens gathered for a storm. We foresaw itscoming, and eot out our heaviest clothing andrubber coats. It came from the west and south,and proved to be one of the most pitiless we everfaced. Half an hour away from camp, as we climbedover a small ridge, it struck us fairly in the horses quailed before it, and struggled up thesteep road. We buttoned our clothing tighter andmade light of it. But the higher we climbed thefiercer it blew, and at many a turn it seemed asthough both we and our horses would be carriedbodily over the precipices or down the roughslopes. Most of a mans clothing buttons over from leftto rieht, and we never saw the great disadvantage ofthis before. The fierce wind lifted one fold after. H fe o Kerak to Shobek 15 another of clothing, and the cold rain beat in atevery crevice, until it seemed almost madnessto push on. But there was nothing else to so for over four hours, more than half ofwhich was along the mountain ridge at an elevationof four thousand feet, we pushed against the howl-ing storm until the last drop in the road brought usbelow the ridge and in sight of Tafileh. Half anhour later we were sheltered inside the half-builtgovernment building, beating our chests andkicking our legs out to rouse a little warmthwithin. We were soaked to the skin around ournecks and high up above our knees. Our big over-coats were completely waterlogged and weighednot less than forty pounds! The building waswithout doors or windows and the winds sweptthrough it with violence. Our muleteers while onthe trail at times had to hide below the rocks, andwere two hours behind us. Just as they came toil-ing round the shoulder of the mountain towardst
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