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cradled the faith; the former from the desire to deepen his own faith, and to rejoice in his Lord's name being glorified before the world (for in the records of such experiences he sees fresh confirmation to his hope, that the rays of that light which rose upon the Holy Land, and claimed it for its central point, are being more and more diffused throughout the world); the latter from the desire and longing to know how to believe. If this is so, there is no need for preface or introduction. The words claim to be heard, and will find hearers.
(2) What, then, are the circumstances which warrant my writing this ? That I was for three short weeks a fellow-traveller from Jerusalem to Beyrout, in the spring of the present year (1880), with the writer of the following pages, and can testify to the truth of the records contained in them, is my only title (if title it may be called) to be associated with him in this little book. I cannot say (nor should I be justified in saying) more.
That God may abundantly bless its efforts, and may stir the hearts of its readers to take an interest in, and send substantial support to, the many good works being done in God's name, and by His strength, in that land which is so dear to all God's people,being done by those whom we saw face to face, and with whom we conferred and had personal fellowship, -is the earnest prayer of the writer's friend,
JOHN MILES Moss.
LIVERPOOL, November 1880.
EFTER travelling in Egypt, and going up the
Nile as far as the first cataract, we returned to Cairo, and then made our way towards
Palestine. We enjoyed our tour on the Nile, and everything was very well managed by Mr. Cook's agent. In Egypt we met many agreeable travelling companions, among them a minister of the Established Church of Scotland and an American clergyman, who often used to make us laugh with his witty and pithy remarks. One day a lady of our party, who was not always satisfied with her surroundings, remarked that a certain island would not be very beautiful if you took away the mountains and the water. “No, my American friend observed, 'I guess if you take away the land and water from most places there would not be much beauty left.'
Whilst at Cairo we visited Miss Whately's schools. There were about 500 children in attendance. I heard