"_Christmas Day._ Cool wind. Native _reis_ of the boat has a brown woollen capote over his blue cotton gown, the hood drawn over his turban. A Christmas service. Rev. Mr. Stovin, English, read the lessons for the day and the litany. We sang 'Nearer, my God, to Thee,' and 'Hark, the herald angels sing.' It was a good little time. My thoughts flew back to Theodore Parker, who loved this [first] hymn, and in whose 'meeting' I first heard it. Upper deck dressed with palms--waiters in their best clothes...." "To-day visited Assiout, where we arrived soon after ten in the morning. Donkey-ride delightful, visit to the bazaar. Two very nice youths found us out, pupils of the American Mission. One of these said, 'I also am Christianity.' Christian pupils more than one hundred. Several Moslem pupils have embraced Christianity.... This morning had a very sober season, lying awake before dawn, and thinking over this extravagant journey, which threatens to cause me serious embarrassment." And again:-- "The last day of a year in which I have enjoyed many things, wonderful new sights and impressions, new friends. I have not been able to do much useful work, but hope to do better work hereafter for what this year has shown me. Still, I have spoken four times in public, each time with labor and preparation--and have advocated the causes of woman's education, equal rights and equal laws for men and women. My heart greatly regrets that I have not done better, during these twelve months. Must always hope for the new year." The record of the new year (1879) begins with the usual aspirations:-- "May every minute of this year be improved by me! This is too much to hope, but not too much to pray for. And I determine this year to pass no day without actual prayer, the want of which I have felt during the year just past. Busy all day, writing, washing handkerchiefs, and reading Herodotus." On January 2, she "visited Blind School with General Stone--Osny Effendi, Principal. Many trades and handicrafts--straw matting, boys--boys and girls weaving at hand loom--girls spinning wool and flax, crochet and knitting--a lesson in geography. Turning lathe--bought a cup of rhinoceros horn." On January 4 she is "sad to leave Egypt--dear beautiful country!" "_Jerusalem, January 5._ I write in view of the Mount of Olives, which glows in the softest sunset light, the pale moon showing high in the sky. Christ has been here--here--has looked with his bodily eyes on this fair prospect. The thought ought to be overpowering--is inconceivable."