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
There were strange things along the way which interested us greatly. For
instance, farmers were plowing their fields, and they had the oddest
looking plows you ever saw. I’m not sure I shall be able to describe
them; but you may imagine how they look when I tell you that a piece of
wood, perhaps three feet long, is sharpened at one end, and at the other
end a crosspiece is attached, which serves as handle. Now the sharpened
end of the stick is the part which turns up the soil; and the furrows
were not very deep, you may be sure. My husband had a desire to try
plowing with an Arabic plow, so the first opportunity which was offered
he put his hand to the plow and had a trial of it. The old Arab stood
by, looking very much amused at the American’s awkward attempt. The new
plowman felt as though he would not like to make his living that way, so
tarried but a little while.
Oxen, horses, donkeys and camels were used to draw the plows. Many times
we saw a horse and an ox, or a horse and a donkey hitched together. But
a great, tall, awkward camel seemed to be one of the strangest sights,—a
great big camel, a little plow, and way behind all a poor little man.
But you can imagine how it looked, and I’ll leave you to smile over the
thought of a camel being hitched to a little one-handled plow.
After riding ten miles we stopped for luncheon at a small village called
Ramleh. A great tall square tower stands near the village, and almost
every stranger climbs to the top of it; for from it may be seen the
country round about. The steps show that many feet have trodden upon
them, and the walls are badly cracked, showing to us that age was on its
side. The village of Lydda, six miles distant, could be plainly seen from
the top of the tower, and it seemed hardly possible that one’s eyes could
take in such a wide stretch of country at one glance.
You remember Lydda was the little village where Peter visited some of the
saints. There he found a man by the name of Æneas who had been in bed
eight years with palsy. “And Peter said unto him, Æneas, Jesus Christ
maketh thee whole; arise, and make thy bed. And he arose immediately. And
all that dwelt at Lydda and Saron saw him, and turned to the Lord.”
This is also the little town to which two men were sent to find Peter
after the death of Dorcas. You will see that from now on there will be
very few miles passed over which will not have Bible history connected
with them; and illustrations of Scripture may be gathered at almost every
point.
Sitting by the roadside were a number of leprous people, both men and
women. Now leprosy is a disease of the skin, and it eats away the flesh
very much as does cancer; it is loathsome and incurable. According to
law, every person afflicted with that disease must leave home and friends
and live by himself, or with others who are suffering in the same manner.