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INCIDENTS OF TRAVEL.
turned the key and entered a dark chamber. By
the light from the door, I could see at the far end
a dark, sombre-looking object, and groped my way
to the tomb of Samuel; I kept my hands on it, and
walked around it; and hearing some of the villa-
gers at the door, I tore off a piece of the pall, as I
had done from the tomb of Aaron, and hurried out.
I stopped for a moment on the top of the moun-
tain, and looking back towards the holy city, I saw
for the last time the Mosque of Omar, rising
proudly over the ruins of the Temple of Solomon,
the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the walls of Je-
rusalem, and the Dead Sea. My first view of this
latter had been from the tomb of Aaron; and I con-
sidered it a not uninteresting coincidence, that I was
now looking upon it for the last time from the tomb
of Samuel.
[I am advised that these pages already exceed
the limits of a readable book, and therefore bring
them to a close; barely mentioning that, after a
short and interesting tour through Samaria and
Galilee, visiting Nablous, the ancient Sychem ; the
burial-place of the patriarch Joseph ; the ruins of
Sebaste, the fallen capital of Herod, where the col-
umns of his palace are still standing; crossing the
great plain of Jezreel, " the battle-ground of na-
tions ;" ascending Mount Tabor, supposed to be the
place of the transfiguration; visiting Nazareth,
where Christ spent most of his life ; the Lake of
Genesareth, and the cities of Tiberias and Saphet,
the last supposed to be referred to in the expression,
INCIDENTS OF TRAVEL.
turned the key and entered a dark chamber. By
the light from the door, I could see at the far end
a dark, sombre-looking object, and groped my way
to the tomb of Samuel; I kept my hands on it, and
walked around it; and hearing some of the villa-
gers at the door, I tore off a piece of the pall, as I
had done from the tomb of Aaron, and hurried out.
I stopped for a moment on the top of the moun-
tain, and looking back towards the holy city, I saw
for the last time the Mosque of Omar, rising
proudly over the ruins of the Temple of Solomon,
the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the walls of Je-
rusalem, and the Dead Sea. My first view of this
latter had been from the tomb of Aaron; and I con-
sidered it a not uninteresting coincidence, that I was
now looking upon it for the last time from the tomb
of Samuel.
[I am advised that these pages already exceed
the limits of a readable book, and therefore bring
them to a close; barely mentioning that, after a
short and interesting tour through Samaria and
Galilee, visiting Nablous, the ancient Sychem ; the
burial-place of the patriarch Joseph ; the ruins of
Sebaste, the fallen capital of Herod, where the col-
umns of his palace are still standing; crossing the
great plain of Jezreel, " the battle-ground of na-
tions ;" ascending Mount Tabor, supposed to be the
place of the transfiguration; visiting Nazareth,
where Christ spent most of his life ; the Lake of
Genesareth, and the cities of Tiberias and Saphet,
the last supposed to be referred to in the expression,