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Title: A trip to the Orient; the story of a Mediterranean cruise
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Jacob, Robert Urie
Subjects: Middle East -- Description and travel
Publisher: Philadelphia, The J. C. Winston co
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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elebrated paint-ing in the Vatican at Rome, called the Last Communionof St. Jerome, represented the aged saint dying amidluxurious surroundings. When we came out of the church, bright-faced boysand girls urged us to buy their wares or accompany themto the shops. The little town appeared to prosper fromthe manufacture and sale of souvenirs of carved mother-of-pearl and olive-wood. Crosses, crucifixes, rosaries,beads, glove-boxes, writing desks, inkstands, napkinrings, paper knives, and forks were offered as genuinewood from the olive trees of Davids town, and themother-of-pearl mementoes were carved with minutescenes of events in the life of Christ and of places in theHoly Land. After the purchase of olive wood souvenirs had beenmade, the drive was continued to the Pools which Sol-omon had built to collect water for use in the Temple.These are situated among the hills about eight milesfrom Jerusalem. The stone walls of the reservoirswere so well constructed by Solomons architects three
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(2Il) 212 A TRIP TO THE ORIENT. thousand years ago that to-day the masonry is inahnost perfect condition. The Pools, we were informedare not in use at the present time, although water isconveyed in pipes to Jerusalem from springs near-by. The glare of the sun on the white road and gray rocks,the lack of green in the bare landscape, and the finedust from the limestone caused a slight smarting in theeyes of the travelers. So it was with relief that in thesuburbs of the city, about half a mile from the Damascusgate, we descended a long flight of stone steps into theshade of an excavation in the rocks about twenty feetin depth. This open chamber, known as the Tombs ofthe Kings, is about ninety feet square. At one side is adoorway in the rock four feet high and thirty incheswide, and beside the doorway stood a huge stone,rounded at the corners, that might, by the united effortsof several men, be rolled in front of the entrance so as toclose it completely. We crawled through the hole in the

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