. Artists and Arabs : or, sketching in sunshine . ay, if he saw the wounds in-flicted by some of the young leaves on the parentstems—how they pierce and transfix, and some-times saw into each other, with their sharp ser-rated edges, as they sway backwards and for-wards in the wind. He would say perhaps thatno sea monster or devil-fish, could seem more 132 ARTISTS AND ARABS. Chap. VI. horrible, and we wish him no wilder vision thanto be near them at night, when disturbed by thewind. We have scarcely alluded to the palmetto-leaves and branches that filled the air, to thesound of rushing water, t
. Artists and Arabs : or, sketching in sunshine . ay, if he saw the wounds in-flicted by some of the young leaves on the parentstems—how they pierce and transfix, and some-times saw into each other, with their sharp ser-rated edges, as they sway backwards and for-wards in the wind. He would say perhaps thatno sea monster or devil-fish, could seem more 132 ARTISTS AND ARABS. Chap. VI. horrible, and we wish him no wilder vision thanto be near them at night, when disturbed by thewind. We have scarcely alluded to the palmetto-leaves and branches that filled the air, to thesound of rushing water, to the distant roar of thesea, nor to many other aspects of the storm. Itlasted, not much more than an hour, but thewater covered the floor of our little temple beforethe rain subsided, and the ground a few feet offwhere we had sat, was completely under was steaming with vapour, but theland was refreshed, and the dark earth was richerthan we had seen it for months—there would beno dust in Algiers until to-morrow. CHAPTER ^(PUBL - ^
Size: 1241px × 2014px
Photo credit: © Reading Room 2020 / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1800, bookdecade1870, bookidartistsarabs, bookyear1870
