Excerpt from Half Hours in the Holy Land: Travels in Egypt, Palestine, Syria But at this first breakfast-table my friend was all alive and energetic the power of the land was still upon him. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1887 edition. Excerpt: ... feom england to palestine. chapter I. from marseilles. lexandria is the starting-point to Palestine for all travellers approaching it from the west. For that port we left London on Wednesday morning, were all Thursday in Paris, left the same night, and reached Marseilles about one in the afternoon of Friday. We left Marseilles on the morning of the 20th of February, in the somewhat old--and not in all respects singularly comfortable--but yet sound ship Valetta, with as good a captain and officers as voyager could wish. It is a weakness of mine always to prefer a British ship to every other, especially when out of soundings. There is something in the " Ay, ay, sir!" which inspires a confidence that nothing uttered by a foreigner can do. This is of course " provincial," but I don't profess to be anything else. The weather had nothing of the warm south in it; the air was sharp and chill. We had showers of snow and sleet, the hills were white, the skies dull as lead, and one looked forward to Egypt and Syria as to a comfortable fire, whatever other attraction they might possess. Soon after leaving the splendid docks of Marseilles, we sat down to a sumptuous breakfast, and, as it happens in most sea voyages, the passengers met together for the first time--and in very many cases for the last. How important is the prospect of a voyage, even of a week, to those who have to " go down to the sea in ships;" but to none on board of this or any vessel afloat, was it more momentous than to a respected member of our party. Poor fellow! He was a victim; a down-trodden, crushed, silent, and miserable slave to the demon of seasickness. That remorseless ocean-monster shook him, bound him, laid him prostrate, beat every bone in his body, knotted every...