Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travel — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travel
John Stuart Mill · en
By this time you have learned that people who go long journeys become
tired and are liable to have accidents happen them too. It is plain to be
seen that one must be prepared for anything, and if possible be cheerful
under all circumstances.
The sun did not shine all of the time, and we knew to our sorrow what
it meant to travel when rain was pouring down upon us. On the way to
Baalbek our ride was as unpleasant as could well be imagined. Snow and
rain were our portion many miles. The little flakes fell thick and
fast. Occasionally they found their way to our neck, where they melted,
leaving the water to trickle down our back, making us still more chilly
and uncomfortable. It would weary you if I were to make any further
attempt to tell you of that very unpleasant ride. There was genuine
pleasure however in looking forward to the time when the village should
be gained and we be under the shelter of a roof; and as we rode on and
on it was a satisfaction to know every mile took us nearer and nearer
the resting place. At last the columns of the “Great Temple” were seen
in the distance. Immediately we took fresh courage and urged our horses
to greater speed. By and by the village was gained, and to our delight
the dragoman drew rein and we all dismounted in front of a rough looking
building, bearing the name of “Hotel,” which was to be our home while in
the village of ruined temples. Everything around it seemed gloomy and
cheerless; but we wasted no time in looking at the surroundings, for we
were anxious to go where wet clothing could be removed.
Husband found, to his sorrow, that boots were very good to hold water,
for on placing his feet upon the ground the water overflowed and rushed
out of the top of them; so you may see what a distressed condition he was
in.
When a room was assigned us we were surprised to see it so large and with
such a little bit of furniture in it. The floor was stone and carpetless;
two windows were in the room, but they were curtainless, and there was
no stove in which to make fire. We needed dry clothing badly, but the
baggage had not been brought up, for it was far back on the mountain. Now
what was to be done? Well, each person settled that question for himself.
Some concluded to go to bed and stay there until the baggage was brought
them. We called for a fire; a foolish thing to do when there was no
stove, you may think; but it came to us all right in two iron pans with
coals red hot. Immediately after, each piece of clothing was removed, the
water wrung out, and then it was held piece by piece over the coals to
dry. The task was not an easy one, I assure you, and both of us were kept
busy for a while. We were quite comfortable long before our baggage came,
for the men were four hours behind time.