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cannot be mistaken; its vicinity is distinctly perceived at some minutes' distance, namely, the quarter tenanted by the Jews. The prophet Mohammed says, that the most delicious odours and perfumes await the believer in a future state: the latter could not do better, when dying, if he wished to enjoy the contrast exquisitely, than desire to be brought to the Jewish quarter.—The senses are fearfully assailed: every breath of air is loaded with unhallowed scents, from coffee-houses, eating-houses, mechanics' shops, and a thousand nameless domiciles: and glad is the stranger to make all haste away. The Bazaar, at no great distance from the gate of St . Stephen, was sometimes an interesting lounge: it was dirty, low, and dimly lighted: it was the centre, however, of the trade and manufactures of the city: silks, &c. from Damascus, cottons from Egypt, spices, and articles of fancy and taste, from many parts of the East: vegetables and fruit; fine cauliflowers as could be seen in Covent-garden market, which we had every day at our table; grapes and oranges. The Turk was calmly seated here in his little recess, his feet covered with soft slippers, waiting with the utmost nonchalance for a stray customer, and looking as if he felt that he was lord of the ascendant here. The Jew, in his little shop near by, stood bolt-upright, his quick eye thrown on every passer-by, and Mammon looking out from every line and wrinkle of his face. Obsequious civility marked his deportment, and his yellow turban, the badge of his race, was bowed lowly to his customers. Here, in his Synagogue, the Jew can feel that he has a faith, a country, of surpassing though faded power and renown.—The oppressor enters not here; Israel is alone with his undying recollections and stern bigotry: the face may be pallid, the form bowed, and the rod of the oppressor may have entered into the soul; but there is a lofty pride in his eye, with a scorn of every other belief. This is a solemn ceremonial: their richest vestments are put on; for there are many wealthy and influential men in the city: even the love of gain is perhaps forgotten, while the memory flies to the illustrious periods of their history, and hope still cleaves to the coming Messiah. So rooted is this conviction, that some of the chief supporters of the Jewish Mission, and their great Missionary the Rev. Mr. Wolff, have lately adopted it also: the latter preaches to his countrymen, wherever he goes, that the Messias will come, and that shortly, as the Ruler of his people on earth, in resistless power, glory, and blessedness.—One of the most affecting sights in Jerusalem, is the going forth of Israel from the gates, men, women, and children, to sit on the earth without the walls, to mourn beside the graves of their fathers. If it be consoling that the ashes of those we revere and love, should be guarded with peculiar care and mercy—bitter must be the feelings of the Jew: no monument, no memorial of pride or tenderness, tells where the rich, the holy, the honoured of their people sleep; a rude stone, stuck in the bare side of Zion, where the foot of the Turk, the Greek, the Arab tramples, as he passes carelessly by, alone marks the resting-places of this fallen people, on the descent of what was once their haughty mountain of God. The seed sown in Jerusalem by the Missionary has not all perished: the minds of many of his countrymen were moved by his appeals: this remarkable man is again returned to England from Abyssinia: when will he give rest to the sole of his foot? where will his wanderings end? The secret of his success is the enthusiasm with which he casts all the energies of mind and body on one point—the conversion of his countrymen. *** 2 A

A few weeks since he baptized in the Episcopal Jews' chapel in London his own brother, whom he had not seen since the year 1811, and who then cursed him for believing in Christ. He is now about to publish the account of his various and exciting travels and labours, from the year 1827 to 1831, when Lady Georgiana Wolff went with him to the Greek islands, Egypt, Cyprus, and Jerusalem: the volume will also contain his wanderings alone to 1838, through many lands, as far as Axum in Abyssinia: his researches among the lost ten tribes, among the Wahabites, Rechabites, and children of Hobab: his adventures with Pirates, &c &c. No man living has travelled so much or so rapidly: he has borne without a murmur the heat and toil of the way, in the character of a slave, in the heart of Africa: and his perils and preservations have been so manifold, that henceforth his hope will never perish, or his warfare be ended. JERUSALEM FROM THE MOUNT OF OLIVES. This view is the most entire that can be given of the city; in which it seems to lie, as on an inclined plane, many of its remarkable places distinctly visible. The ancient Temple of the Jews stood where the great Mosque of Omar is now seen, in the middle of the plate, close to the southern wall. This eminence, anciently loftier than at present, its crest having been levelled—presented a peculiarly noble and commanding site for the Temple of the Lord: it met the eye in every direction, even from afar off, as well as from every hill and vale in the neighbourhood. Even now, in its fallen state, there is a singular charm in this situation; the sun seems to fall on its corridors, trees, and courts with a full yet softened glory, and there is rest and shade within its enclosure—while the stranger, gazing on it from the hills around, is tempted to wish " for the shadow of a cloud passing by." There is a sublimity in the intense silence of the retreats around Jerusalem: no fall of the distant surge or stream: no passing of the winds through the trees: no chariot-wheels moving onward, or voices in the air. One morning, while the air was yet fresh and cool, we took advantage of it, to bend our way, at random, and without aguide, through some of the more untenanted parts of the city. It is difficult to find a place that contains so many inhabitants and dwellings within so small a compass as Jerusalem; they seem to cling with tenacity, and with some of their ancient fondness, to the very brink of the declivities on every side: certainly, as in former times, the utmost use is made of every inch of ground, and nature has been very niggard in this respect Ascending from the labyrinth of narrow streets, up a gentle acclivity, we found that the summit commanded a singular view of the interior of the city, amidst which appeared more ruinous and desolate spots than one could have previously imagined. Directly in front was a large reservoir of water, supplied from the ancient cisterns, several miles distant. Steps led down the sides of this reservoir to the water, which forms now, as it did in past time, a chief resource of the surrounding inhabitants during the dry weather; and was, no doubt, one of those ancient pools so frequently alluded to in Scripture. It was thickly inclosed by dwellings on every side, and shut out from view, except from the immediate vicinity, and was evidently hewn out of the rock.

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