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Alexander William Kinglake. Eothen; with an Introduction and Notes
Eothen; with an Introduction and Notes
Table of Contents
INTRODUCTION
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II
Preface to the First Edition
CHAPTER I. OVER THE BORDER
CHAPTER II. TURKISH TRAVELLING
CHAPTER III. CONSTANTINOPLE
CHAPTER IV [41] THE TROAD
CHAPTER V. INFIDEL SMYRNA
CHAPTER VI. GREEK MARINERS
CHAPTER VII. CYPRUS
CHAPTER VIII. LADY HESTER STANHOPE [82]
CHAPTER IX. THE SANCTUARY
CHAPTER X. THE MONKS OF PALESTINE
CHAPTER XI. GALILEE
CHAPTER XII. MY FIRST BIVOUAC
CHAPTER XIII. THE DEAD SEA
CHAPTER XIV. THE BLACK TENTS
CHAPTER XV. PASSAGE OF THE JORDAN
CHAPTER XVI. TERRA SANTA
CHAPTER XVII. THE DESERT
CHAPTER XVIII. CAIRO AND THE PLAGUE [202]
CHAPTER XIX. THE PYRAMIDS
CHAPTER XX. THE SPHINX
CHAPTER XXI. CAIRO TO SUEZ
CHAPTER XXII. SUEZ
CHAPTER XXIII. SUEZ TO GAZA
CHAPTER XXIV. GAZA TO NABLUS
CHAPTER XXV [267] MARIAM
CHAPTER XXVI. THE PROPHET DAMOOR
CHAPTER XXVII. DAMASCUS
CHAPTER XXVIII. PASS OF THE LEBANON
CHAPTER XXIX. SURPRISE OF SATALIEH [298a]
APPENDIX. THE HOME OF LADY HESTER STANHOPE
A PROSPECTUS. OF. THE LITTLE LIBRARY
THE LITTLE LIBRARY
NOTES
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Alexander William Kinglake
Published by Good Press, 2019
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The Suridgees are the men employed to lead the baggage-horses. They are most of them gipsies. Their lot is a sad one: they are the last of the human race, and all the sins of their superiors (including the horses) can safely be visited on them. But the wretched look often more picturesque than their betters; and though all the world despise these poor Suridgees, their tawny skins and their grisly beards will gain them honourable standing in the foreground of a landscape. We had a couple of these fellows with us, each leading a baggage-horse, to the tail of which last another baggage-horse was attached. There was a world of trouble in persuading the stiff angular portmanteaus of Europe to adapt themselves to their new condition and sit quietly on pack-saddles, but all was right at last, and it gladdened my eyes to see our little troop file off through the winding lanes of the city, and show down brightly in the plain beneath. The one of our party that seemed to be most out of keeping with the rest of the scene was Methley’s Yorkshire servant, who always rode doggedly on in his pantry jacket, looking out for “gentlemen’s seats.”
Methley and I had English saddles, but I think we should have done just as well (I should certainly have seen more of the country) if we had adopted saddles like that of our Tatar, who towered so loftily over the scraggy little beast that carried him. In taking thought for the East, whilst in England, I had made one capital hit which you must not forget—I had brought with me a pair of common spurs. These were a great comfort to me throughout my horseback travels, by keeping up the cheerfulness of the many unhappy nags that I had to bestride; the angle of the Oriental stirrup is a very poor substitute for spurs.
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