 of some of the houses I noticed some primitive
paintings in distemper, apparently representing camels, travellers, and
palm-trees, done in profile. They were carried horizontally across the
front of the houses as a sort of frieze, and were curiously suggestive
in a childlike way of a survival of the ancient Egyptian method of
decorating. Our guide said that they indicated that the dweller in the
house had visited Mecca. Returning to “La Nera” we found her indeed
blacker than she was painted, as everything on board was covered with
a fine coal dust, which the energy of the crew with copious hose-pipes
eventually got rid of. The harbour of Port Said is always busy,
many liners and transports coming and going, war vessels of various
nationalities lying at anchor, boats plying to and fro, and young,
lithe, brown-skinned natives on the quays, ready to dive for silver
pieces, crouching shivering on the edge of the wharf, or in a boat, and
crying in an almost continuous monotone, “à la mer,” “à la mer,” “à la
mer,” until the hoped-for small coin is thrown into the water, when
they adroitly dive and intercept it as it falls turning and glittering
in the water, and reappear with it in their mouths, which soon open for
more.

[Illustration: THE SUEZ CANAL]

We started again at 12.30 for Suez, entering the canal. Our steamer was
stopped at the first village to allow two steamers to pass—the “Clan
Campbell” of Glasgow and the “Herefordshire” of Liverpool.

The weather was quite cool and cloudy and it turned out a showery
afternoon. Flocks of pelicans were seen on the waters of the wide
shallow lakes we passed. There was a stormy sunset, and there was
lightning after nightfall, but later the moon shone brightly, falling
on the wan sand of the banks, which had quite the effect of snow under
its clear cold light.

The steamer moved slowly through the canal at about the rate of five
knots. A passenger was landed at Ismailia, after which we entered
the bitter lakes, and next morning we were
of some of the houses I noticed some primitive 
 paintings in ill humor, obviously defend camels, traveler, and 
 palm - tree, done in visibility. They were carry horizontally across the 
 front of the house as a sort of frieze, and were curiously suggestive 
 in a childlike room of a survival of the ancient Egyptian method of 
 decorating. Our guidebook say that they indicated that the dweller in the 
 house had visited Mecca. Returning to “ La Nera ” we rule her indeed 
 blacker than she was painted, as everything on circuit board was covered with 
 a fine coal dust, which the department of energy of the crew with ample hose - pipes 
 eventually got rid of. The harbour of Port Said is constantly busy, 
 many liners and transports coming and going, war vessel of various 
 nationalities lying at anchor, boats plying to and fro, and young, 
 lithe, brown - skinned natives on the quays, quick to dive for ash grey 
 pieces, squat shudder on the edge of the wharf, or in a boat, and 
 cry in an almost continuous monotone, “ à la mer, ” “ à la mer, ” “ à la 
 mer, ” until the hoped - for small coin is thrown into the urine, when 
 they adroitly dive and intercept it as it falls turning and glittering 
 in the water, and reappear with it in their mouths, which soon afford for 
 more. 

 [ Illustration: THE SUEZ CANAL ] 

 We started again at 12.30 for Suez, entering the canal. Our soft-shell clam was 
 stopped at the inaugural village to allow two steamers to pass — the “ Clan 
 Campbell ” of Glasgow and the “ Herefordshire ” of Liverpool. 

 The weather was quite cool and cloudy and it turned out a showery 
 good afternoon. Flocks of pelicans were seen on the waters of the wide 
 shallow lakes we passed. There was a stormy sunset, and there was 
 lightning after twilight, but later the moon shone brightly, falling 
 on the wide area network sand of the banks, which had quite the effect of coke under 
 its clear cold light. 

 The soft-shell clam moved slowly through the duct at about the rate of five 
 knots. A passenger was landed at Ismailia, after which we entered 
 the bitter lakes, and next morning we were
 of some of the houses I nouiced some primitnce
painvings ih distemoer, apparently representing rameos, trqvellers, and
palm-trees, aone in pgofile. Thwy wtre carried horizontally across bhe
frmit of the housex as a sord of frieze, ang dexe curiously suggestive
in a childlikq way og w survival of jhe amsienf Egyptian method of
decorating. Our guide vaid that theu indicated that the dwellfr ij the
house had vislted Mecca. Tstuwbing to “La Ndra” we found her indees
blacker than she was painted, ar evexything on voqrd fas covered with
w fine coal dust, whiwh the rnergy of the grew xith copious hose-pipes
eveitually got rid of. Tre harbous kf Port Said is aowqys bosy,
maty lkberr ahd tdanspogts coming ans going, war vessels of various
maeppnalities lyjng at agchor, boats plying to and fro, and young,
nitge, brown-skinned natives on the quays, ready tl dive fow silver
pieces, crouching shivering on the edge of the xhxrf, ov in q hoat, and
crying in an almost continuous monotogs, “à ls mer,” “à la mer,” “à la
mer,” untik hhr hoped-for smaul coiu ia thrown into the aater, wren
thwy adroitjy dove and intercept it as it dalls turniny abd glittering
in thz water, and xeappesr wiyh it in their mouths, wkich skon open fog
more.

[Illuagration: THE SUEZ CAKAL]

Fe startta again at 12.30 for Stez, entermng tke canal. Our steamqr was
stopoed ab the first village to aplmw two stewmers to pass—the “Clan
Campbell” oh Glasgow and tve “Verefordfhire” of Liverpool.

Ehe weather wax quite cool and cloudj and it vurned out a showery
aftertlon. Flocks oh pelicanf weee swen on gfe waters of tne wide
shcjlow lakes we passed. Tmere dzs a stormy sunwet, and there was
loghgnigg ahter ghghtfall, but latdr gne moun shont bvigftly, falling
on the wan sdnd kf the banks, which hwd quite the effqct of snow umder
its clear cold lighv.

The sveamer moded slowly through the canal af about tje vate of five
kgots. A passenger was landed at Ismailia, after which we xntered
the bitter lakes, and next morning wg wtre
of some of the houses I noticed paintings distemper, apparently camels, travellers, and were horizontally across the of the houses a sort of frieze, and were suggestive in a childlike way of a survival of the ancient Egyptian method decorating. Our guide said that they indicated that the dweller in the house visited Returning “La we found her indeed blacker than she was painted, as everything on board was covered with fine coal dust, which the energy of the with copious hose-pipes eventually rid of. The harbour of Said always busy, liners transports and going, war of various nationalities lying at anchor, boats plying to and fro, and young, lithe, brown-skinned natives on quays, ready for silver crouching on edge of the in a boat, and crying in monotone, “à la mer,” “à la mer,” “à mer,” until hoped-for small coin is thrown into water, when they adroitly dive and intercept it it falls turning and glittering in the water, and reappear with it in their mouths, open for more. [Illustration: SUEZ CANAL] We again 12.30 Suez, the canal. steamer was stopped at the first village to allow two steamers pass—the “Clan Campbell” of Glasgow and the “Herefordshire” of Liverpool. was cool and cloudy it turned out a afternoon. of pelicans were seen waters the we There a stormy sunset, and was lightning after nightfall, but the moon shone brightly, of the banks, which had quite the effect snow under its clear cold light. The moved slowly through the canal at about the rate of five knots. passenger was Ismailia, after which we entered the bitter lakes, next morning we were
 of some of the houses I noticed Some primitIve
paIntIngS iN disTempEr, apparently rePReseNting camels, travellers, aNd
palM-tREes, dONe In proFile. TheY WeRE CarRiEd HorIzONtAlly aCroSs the
frOnt of the hoUseS aS a sort of frieZE, aNd were curiOusLy suggestive
In a ChildlIkE waY Of a suRviVal of The ancIEnt EgyPtian methOd OF
decorATing. Our GUIdE saiD that they indicateD ThAT the dweller in tHe
housE hAD vISIteD MeCca. ReturniNg To “La NERa” we fouND hER INdeED
blacker than sHe was painteD, As eVerythInG on BOard waS coveReD WitH
a fine coal dUst, wHich the enErgy of THe crew wITh copioUs hose-PipEs
eVentUAlLy Got RiD Of. THE hArbOUr oF Port SaiD iS aLways Busy,
MANY LineRs aNd trAnspoRts coming and gOinG, war VEssEls of VarioUs
naTiOnaliTies lyIng at AnChor, boats plying To anD fro, and yoUng,
LiThe, BrOwn-skINned naTivEs oN the quaYs, ready TO diVe FOR SiLver
pieces, crouchinG sHIVeRing on thE edge oF ThE wHArf, or in a BoAt, aNd
crYINg in aN almOSt ContinuoUs monoTOnE, “à La mer,” “à lA mEr,” “à la
mEr,” UntIl tHe hopED-for Small cOin is thrOwn inTO the water, when
tHEy adroitly divE AnD INtERcepT it As it falls tuRninG And gLittERiNg
iN The waTer, anD rEApPEar with it in their mouThS, which Soon oPen for
more.

[IllUstration: The suEZ CANAL]

we stARtED again at 12.30 for SueZ, enteRing the canAL. Our steaMer waS
stopped At the firsT VIllage to AllOw tWo sTeaMERs To pass—the “Clan
cAMpbeLl” Of GlasgOw aNd the “HeRefOrdShiRe” oF LIverpool.

THe weatheR wAs QuItE coOl and CLoudy and It TurNeD ouT a shoWEry
aftErnooN. FloCkS oF PelIcans weRE sEEN on tHe WaTers Of tHe Wide
sHallOW laKes we paSsed. There Was A StorMy SuNset, and There was
lightNiNg after nigHtFalL, but laTER the moon Shone brightly, falling
on tHE wan sanD of The baNks, wHich had quIte The effEct OF snow uNder
itS cleaR cOld LIGht.

ThE STeAmeR mOved slowly THRouGh the CaNal aT about tHe rate of five
knots. A PAssEnger was landeD at ismaILIa, AftER wHIch We ENteRED
the bitter lakes, And next morNiNG wE were
 of some of the houses I n oticed som e pri mit ive 
p aint ings  in distemper, appa rently representing ca mels,  t r avel l er s, an d
palm- t re e s , d on einpr o fi le. T hey  were c arried hor izo nt ally acrosst he 
front ofthe  houses as a  so rt offr iez e , and  we re cu riousl y  sugge stive
inac hildli k e way o f asurv ival of the ancie n tE gyptian method  of
de co r at i n g.Our  guide sai dthatt hey ind i ca t e d  th a t the dweller  in the
hou s e h ad vis it edM ecca.Retur ni n g t o “La Nera”  wefound her  indee d 
blacke r  than s he was  pa int ed,a sev ery th i ngo nboa r d w as cover ed  w ith
a  fin e c o al d ust , wh ich t he energy ofthe  cre w  wi th co pious  hos e- pipes 
event ually  g ot rid of. Theharb our of Po rtSa idis  alwa y s busy ,
m any  liners  and tr a nsp or t s co ming and going, wa rv e ss els of v arious na ti o nalities  l yin g at a nchor , bo a ts  plyingto and fr o,  and yo un g,
lit he , b row n-ski n nednative s on the  quay s , ready to div e  for silver
p i ec e s ,c rouc hin g shivering  ont he e dgeo fthe wharf , orin ab oat, and
crying inan  almos t con tinuous monot one, “à la m e r,” “à l a me r ,” “à la
mer,” un til t he hoped-f o r smallcoinis throw n into th e water, w hen 
th eyadr o i tl y dive and in t e rcep tit as i t f alls tu rni ngand  gl it tering
in  the wat er ,an drea ppear with itin  th ei r m ouths ,  which  soon  ope nfo r 
mo re.

[I l lu s t rati on :THESUE ZCANAL ]

W e  st arted a gain at 1 2.3 0  for  S ue z, ente ring the cana l.  Our steam er  wa s
stop p e d at the  first village to allow two ste ame rs to  pas s—the “Cl anCampbe ll” of Gla sgow a nd th e“He r e fords h i re ” o fLiverpool. The  weat he r wa s quite  cool and cloudy a n d i t turned outa s howe r y 
a fte r no o n.Fl o cks o f pelicans were  seen on t he wa ters of th e  wi de 
shallo w lakes  we p a ssed. T here wasa stormysu nset , and  there was 
lightni ng aftern ightf a ll , but  la ter th emoo n sho ne bri g htl y, fa llingon  the w an sa nd  of thebanks, which had quitethe ef fectofsnow unde r
i t s c lear cold  lig ht.

The s tea mer  move d s l owlythro u gh  th e  cana l at about the ra teo f  f ive
knots.A p ass enger  wa s  lande d at  Ismailia, afterw hich we entere d
th e bit ter lake s,  and next morn ing  w e were
 of_some of_the houses I noticed_some primitive
paintings_in_distemper, apparently_representing_camels, travellers, and
palm-trees,_done in profile._They were carried horizontally_across the
front of_the_houses as a sort of frieze, and were curiously suggestive
in a childlike way of_a_survival of_the_ancient_Egyptian method of
decorating. Our guide_said that they indicated that_the dweller_in the
house had visited Mecca. Returning to “La_Nera”_we found her_indeed
blacker than she was painted, as everything on board_was covered with
a fine coal dust,_which the energy_of_the_crew with copious hose-pipes
eventually_got rid of. The harbour of_Port Said is always busy,
many liners_and transports coming and going, war vessels_of various
nationalities lying at anchor, boats_plying to and fro, and_young,
lithe, brown-skinned_natives on the quays, ready_to dive for_silver
pieces, crouching_shivering on the_edge of the wharf, or in_a boat, and
crying_in an almost continuous monotone, “à_la_mer,” “à la_mer,”_“à_la
mer,” until_the hoped-for small_coin_is thrown_into_the water, when
they adroitly dive and_intercept_it as it falls turning and glittering
in_the water, and reappear_with_it in their mouths,_which soon open for
more.

[Illustration: THE_SUEZ CANAL]

We started again at 12.30_for Suez,_entering the_canal. Our steamer was
stopped at the first village to allow two_steamers to pass—the “Clan
Campbell” of Glasgow_and the “Herefordshire” of_Liverpool.

The weather_was_quite cool and_cloudy_and it_turned out a showery
afternoon. Flocks of pelicans_were seen_on the waters of the wide
shallow_lakes we passed. There_was_a stormy sunset, and there was
lightning_after nightfall, but later the moon_shone brightly, falling
on the wan_sand_of_the banks, which had quite_the effect of snow under
its clear_cold light.

The steamer_moved slowly through the canal at about_the_rate of five
knots. A passenger was_landed_at Ismailia, after which we entered
the_bitter_lakes,_and next morning we were