. Reminiscences; the story of an emigrant. Israel by means of a pillar of acloud and a pillar of fire. In the land of the pyramidseverything seemed strange and wonderful, and differentfrom anj^thing I had seen before. The streets crowded withpeople, the bazaars, the oriental costumes, the Babylonianconfusion of all the tongues of the earth,—all this combinedmade on me an overwhelming impression. Cleopatrasneedle; Pompeys pillar; the caravans of camels on theirway into the desert; the old graves and catacombs; thepalm groves, the oxen turning the old-fashioned water-wheels which carry the water
. Reminiscences; the story of an emigrant. Israel by means of a pillar of acloud and a pillar of fire. In the land of the pyramidseverything seemed strange and wonderful, and differentfrom anj^thing I had seen before. The streets crowded withpeople, the bazaars, the oriental costumes, the Babylonianconfusion of all the tongues of the earth,—all this combinedmade on me an overwhelming impression. Cleopatrasneedle; Pompeys pillar; the caravans of camels on theirway into the desert; the old graves and catacombs; thepalm groves, the oxen turning the old-fashioned water-wheels which carry the water from the Nile for irrigatingthe fields, just as in the days of Moses,—all this was repro-duced in actual, living pictures before my wondering eyes. 154 Story of an Emigrant. 155 Side by side with these remains of the past we meet withthe great European improvements of our days,—the largeships in the harbor, the churches, the schools, the universi-ties, the modern markets for trade and commerce, the splen-did hotels and exchan^
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