File:Photographic views of Egypt, past and present (1856) (14803268443).jpg

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Title: Photographic views of Egypt, past and present
Year: 1856 (1850s)
Authors: Thompson, Joseph Parrish, 1819-1879. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: Boston, J. P. Jewett and company Cleveland, Ohio, Jewett, Proctor, and Worthington
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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e veil of richest lace, and shin-ing slippers, covered Math embroidery, peeping out from fulllaced pantalets, that droop over a saddle of soft, rich Tur-key carpets; the whole pile — Turkey carpets, Indian sUkballoon, Persian lace. Cashmere scarf, Ophir goggles, andMorocco slippers — preceded and followed by a train ofmeek attendants, in fancy turbans and glossy beards, pre-figuring the inauguration of Womens Rights, in Bloomercostume, enthroned over universal donhey-dom. Now youbegin to see the East. But jog along, straining your neckto catch a glimpse of the blue streak of sky, up, up, throughthe crevice where the overhanging balconies of lattice-workand palisaded roofs do not quite meet, and wonderingwhether within these walls are the marble courts and openfountains, and the double arches resting upon single col-umns, and the silk divans, and the windows and lanternsof stained glass, and the little black slaves in red andyellow slippers, gliding about with coffee in golden cups
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CAIRO THE MAGNIFICENT. 77 upon silver platters, and with rose-scented latakia in nar-gilehs glistening with rubies — of all which you have readin story-books, but which you never expected to see, andcannot well contrive to see even now. So still jog on, yourdonkey picking his way among the pipe-bowls of recliningTurks at the gates and by the coffee-houses, till at lengthyou reach that grand repository of Oriental wealth andmagnificence — the Turkish bazaar. But no donkey mustamble here; and so, dismounting, you walk among piles ofsilk and cashmere, compressed into little closets, four feetby six, amber mouth-pieces, jewelled pipe-stems and bowls,golden coffee-cups, displayed in little cases of glass, per-fumes of Arabia, gums and spices of the Indies, all rangedbefore these diminutive stalls, where by day the owner sitscross-legged over his concentrated wealth, and by nightlocks it up with a wooden lock upon a wooden door, andknows that it is safe. Turning into an open, square cou

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