A winter pilgrimage : being an account of travels through Palestine, Italy, and the island of Cyprus, accomplished in the year 1900 . otaller, and I should say of asomewhat melancholy temperament. Perhaps the taskof conducting parties round the Holy Land for yearson years induces depression even in the dragoman whoprofits by them. With the help of David we settled finally uponour route. It was agreed that we should travel toNazareth, from Nazareth to the Sea of Galilee, fromthe Sea of Galilee to Mount Tabor, thence across thePlain of Esdraelon to Jenin and Nablus, and so roundto Jerusalem, whe
A winter pilgrimage : being an account of travels through Palestine, Italy, and the island of Cyprus, accomplished in the year 1900 . otaller, and I should say of asomewhat melancholy temperament. Perhaps the taskof conducting parties round the Holy Land for yearson years induces depression even in the dragoman whoprofits by them. With the help of David we settled finally uponour route. It was agreed that we should travel toNazareth, from Nazareth to the Sea of Galilee, fromthe Sea of Galilee to Mount Tabor, thence across thePlain of Esdraelon to Jenin and Nablus, and so roundto Jerusalem, whence we proposed to visit Jericho andthe Dead Sea. In arranging such a tour many things have to beconsidered—horses, weight of baggage, possible accom-modation, endurance of the travellers, the time at theirdisposal, and, above all, the weather and the condition ofthe roads, or what in Syria are called roads. Thesematters being at length determined after much dis-cussion, we parted for the night, David adjuring us tobe up early on the following morning. So to bed, as old Pepys says. I for one was by nomeans sorry to get Our Cavalcade LJflfc Marys Well, Nazareth (See />. 209) CHAPTER XV NAZARETH AND TIBERIAS On the following morning, after breakfast, which inhotels in the Holy Land consists of tea or coffee, twoeggs, not much larger than those of bantams, and nativejam, or honey from Lebanon, David arrived beautifullyattired in a gold-laced garment, with a large revolverstrapped on to him. He told us that the horses werecome so we went out to look at them, and returnedrather crestfallen. They were sorry brutes on which toride for many days over rough and roadless country,although, like all entire horses, they held their headswell. In fact, the poor little animals, that underdifferent treatment would have been serviceable, ifsecond-class Arabs, had been starved and , there were none others to be found. Haifaat any time is a bad place at which to obta
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