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Title: Syria from the saddle
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Terhune, Albert Payson, 1872-1942
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Publisher: New York : Silver, Burdett and Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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limports are carried (owners paying) on, until some timewhen the water is smooth enough for boats to transportthem safely to shore. Thus, frequently, dwellers atJerusalem are forced to wait a week or more for theirmail, and perishable merchandise is frequently ruined. I once saw an unfortunate sheep-merchant tear hisclothes, throw dust on his head, and offer up a series ofuniversal and comprehensive curses, because a largecargo of sheep that he had shipped at great expensefrom Alexandretta (a small town on the north Syriancoast) to Jaffa, could not be landed on account of astorm, and had to be carried on to Alexandria, Egypt,and thence back again. The merchant was not onlyobliged to pay extra freight, but also, as he had onlyfodder enough to last from Alexandria to Jaffa, lostseveral sheep on the way from starvation. Several lines of steamers, unless stopped by quaran-tine, pass Jaffa weekly. The best of these lines are theMessageries Maritimes, the Khedivial, and the AustrianLloyd. i
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CHAPTER XXXIII. JAFFA HARBOR — TWIXT THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP SEA 55 A BAD QUARTER OF AN HOUR — ON BOARD. EVERAL people were going to sailfrom Jaffa on the same steamer — aKhedivial boat — that I expected totake. A strong wind had blown allday, and the night before I had heardthe booming of surf along the beach.The steamer was due at three in theafternoon. That morning a boat-load of peoplehad tried to land from a passing shipand had capsized; one of the party —a little girl six years old — had beenlost. She had either been drowned orkilled by sharks, many of whom infest the harbor. Theothers were rescued by Cooks boatmen. The prospect of embarkation after we heard of themornings adventure, was, to say the least, scarcelyenlivening. By way of making matters worse, the windincreased fifty per cent as the day wore on. David was full of concern; trying to prevent mefrom hearing of the drowning episode — not an easymatter, since all Jaffa was talking about it; — andadvising

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