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MOVABLE HOMES.
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and its attendant furniture; you have not near it
the rose-bush, the grassy hillock, the rivulet that
"makes sweet music with the enamelled stones,"
nor the old familiar tree under which, in your
childhood, you have played or reposed a thousand
times. But if the attachment which you feel for
your tent does not resemble the well-tried affection
of a long-standing friendship, it is, at all events,
not unlike the feeling you would have for one who,
though you may not have known him so long, has
the distinguished merit of being your single and
only friend among a nation of heartless strangers;
—it is all the home you have, where, but for it, you
would be utterly homeless. I confess, that after
the journey of the day had been accomplished, I
waited for the rising of those light and pliant walls,
with as great anxiety, and with much the same
feeling, as I should have looked through the shades
of twilight for the appearance of my other home,
after a long and lonely day's journey.
The next morning we set out at sunrise, and in
an hour came in sight of Mount Carmel; a long
rocky ridge, forming the southern limit of the ex-
tensive plain in which Acre is situated. The high-
est part of this mountain is said to be only about
eight hundred feet above the level of the sea. About
ten o'clock, we reached that city, so famous in the
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and its attendant furniture; you have not near it
the rose-bush, the grassy hillock, the rivulet that
"makes sweet music with the enamelled stones,"
nor the old familiar tree under which, in your
childhood, you have played or reposed a thousand
times. But if the attachment which you feel for
your tent does not resemble the well-tried affection
of a long-standing friendship, it is, at all events,
not unlike the feeling you would have for one who,
though you may not have known him so long, has
the distinguished merit of being your single and
only friend among a nation of heartless strangers;
—it is all the home you have, where, but for it, you
would be utterly homeless. I confess, that after
the journey of the day had been accomplished, I
waited for the rising of those light and pliant walls,
with as great anxiety, and with much the same
feeling, as I should have looked through the shades
of twilight for the appearance of my other home,
after a long and lonely day's journey.
The next morning we set out at sunrise, and in
an hour came in sight of Mount Carmel; a long
rocky ridge, forming the southern limit of the ex-
tensive plain in which Acre is situated. The high-
est part of this mountain is said to be only about
eight hundred feet above the level of the sea. About
ten o'clock, we reached that city, so famous in the