One time Yosef looked up in my face and called very cheerily in Arabic, “Ain-es-Sultan, Ain-es-Sultan,” and while calling pointed with his finger off in the distance. Repeatedly I said, “I don’t understand you, Yosef.” And again the same “Ain-es-Sultan” was called out, and he motioned with his head, as much as to say, Yes, there it is, away over there. But what was it? That was the question. “What does Yosef want to tell us?” we asked the dragoman. “He is trying to tell you we shall soon be at the Prophet’s Fountain,”—the very one which Elisha threw salt into. It is said that all the water around there is poor; but we know the water in the Prophet’s Fountain is splendid. Our camping place was on a high knoll near the flowing fountain, and when the camping place was reached a beautiful sight met our gaze. Before us were eleven white tents, and floating above one of them was the American flag,—the Stars and Stripes. As my eyes fell upon it I called out to the American portion of the party, “Look at the old flag; how I wish it might fly above our tent.” It took but a short time to dismount, but a much longer time to stand straight after being upon our feet. Men know nothing of the torture women must endure sitting sidewise on a saddle. But we got all right after a while. When a tent was assigned us we forthwith went to it; and there, sure enough, the old flag was flying above it. The sight of it made me homesick. Yes, I thought of America, so far away, and my eyes filled brimful of tears. There was no time for tears, so I brushed them away and in a very short time after we were all called to dinner. After dinner was over the dragoman informed us that he had a chest which he slept upon every night, and that our watches, money and valuables should be handed to him for safe keeping. Furthermore he said: “In each tent will be found a long piece of rope; use it in tying your loose baggage to your bedstead. Your clothing, boots and shoes you will put in as safe a place as possible.” When he finished his remarks we seemed spellbound; but we were at Jericho, and we knew the reputation of the country was not any better than it used to be. The servants kept watch all night, and yet, notwithstanding that, the natives could have crawled into the tents and taken everything within their reach if any of them had chanced to be around.