Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and AdventureConder, C. R. (Claude Reignier)
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Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and Adventure
Conder, C. R. (Claude Reignier)
Palestine -- Description and travel
Our tents were by the principal well, which is twelve feet three inches
in diameter, and over forty-five feet deep, lined with rings of masonry
to a depth of twenty-eight feet. A second well, five feet in diameter,
exists about 300 yards to the west, and on the east is a third, which is
dry, twenty-three feet deep, and nine feet two inches in diameter. The
sides of all the wells are furrowed by the ropes of the water-drawers;
but we made one discovery which was rather disappointing, namely, that
the masonry is not very ancient. Fifteen courses down, on the south side
of the large well, there is a stone with an inscription in Arabic, on a
tablet dated, as well as I could make out, 505 A.H., or in the twelfth
century. This stone must be at least as old as those at the mouth, which
are furrowed with more than a hundred channels by the ropes of seven
centuries of water-drawers.
The wells have no parapets, and I nearly fell into the dry one, so
little was it visible until quite near; round the two which contain
water there are rude stone troughs, which may be of any age--nine at the
larger, five at the lesser well.
The sun began to set, and we hurried back to observe the pole-star from
the Tell, but were foiled by a rising bank of clouds. Returning to camp,
we secured our horses with fetters and tethers, so that they could not
be stolen, and then retired to sleep in peace.
We now found how useful dogs may be in camp. In the spring our colley
had saved the horses at Sulem, and I had intended to take him on our
rather risky visit to Beersheba, but somehow he was left behind, and
thus not one of our faithful guards was with us. During the night a
thief came into the tents: he ripped up the saddle-bag containing our
provisions, and took them all with him, and he even came to the head of
my bed and stole Bulwer’s “Disowned,” but only took it about a hundred
yards from camp. It is evident that he must have crept on his stomach,
since he only took what was near the ground and left my watch lying on
the table, and (which was for the moment more important) he also left me
my boots, though he removed the tin washing-basin. Our plates, bread,
chickens, and some barley in a nosebag, he (or they) stole from the
servants’ tent, all this being nearly accomplished in about ten minutes.
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