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                                 of lime has no meaning lo them. They do not waste ii fur they have
                                 nothing to do. The lishcrmen, however. know th.eir luck ; lieimv the
                                 Last turns to red. they are far out at sea. and at noun 1 >1*11114 in their
                                 draught of lish, minnows, sardines, sharks, etc. Kut they. too, are
                                 quite content lo sit when the wind blows for days and they cannot
                                 catch lish.
                                   The next village we visited was Moghmar. I had a lettei to the
                                 head man of the village and when he read it he said, “On my head ami
                                 eye,” which means, “Leave it to me.” lie gave us a room six by
                                 eight feel in a dale slick house, hut it was the best lie had. Me i.>
                                 an old man who had lately married a second wife who was a
                                 kind of servant  in  the house. When the elder wife \\a>  down with
                                 fever I noticed  the younger look the care of the children,  although it
                                 was evident not as a mother would. The host slept in the cramped
                                 quarters with us and watched our movements. “What a wonderful
                                 thing, a camp col is!" “A lantern!" "What hiss llie-.e people 11 lithe
                                 over their hedsl" Such comments must have come to In mind as lie
                                 .scrutinized us.   lie thought  mv prayer before retiring \ei\ short and
                                 simple. I did  not observe  any ablutions; did not face   Mecca tiur
                                 change my posture in prayer. These were no doubt serious omissions,
                                 but the fact that 1 prayed put me in a class with all good Moslems.
                                   The only person in the village able to read with any degree of fluency
                                 was the village schoolmistress. She put the men to shame. She
                                 willingly accepted a tlospel of Matthew, and there is no reason why
                                 the first chapter on the manner of Christ’s birth and the sermon on
                                 the Mount should not he intensely interesting to her. Here we hired
                                 a small sailboat, small enough to respond to the oar as well as to the
                                 wind and sail. This could he hauled on shore in stormy weather.
                                 There was ample lime and opportunity for reflection, l or live solid
                                 hours we sat on that little boat, talking little but thinking a good deal.
                                 We passed many small villages and at sundown made a landing m
                                 Hema. I never anticipated such difficulty in getting the boat safely on
                                 shore. Some of the waves were about six feet high and although
                                 thirty men pulled with might and main, the boat was not safely landed
                                 between waves. Just as the stern of the boat was on shore and
                                 higher than the bow, a wave rolled in and tilled the boat. This tiuu'
                                 we kept our bedding dry by casting it ashore before the waves had
                                 filled the stern, but the charcoal was soaked.
                                   At Hema the people stood very much aloof. We asked for the sheikh
                                 of the place hut found that he was not in. No one, not even the buy*
                                 were willing to guide us to his dwelling. Of course no house  wa>
                                 ottered to us until 1 reminded them that their hook offers great reward
                                 to the man who harbors a stranger even though he is of a different
                                 faith. One old fellow was more friendly than any, Iml he pm\cd tu lx
                                 an Indian fakir making his way to Mecca and had come this far
                                 after two months’ tramping. No doubt he expected some help trun,
                                 us, a pilgrim stranger to the forbidden cities. When      w e were
                                 comfortably settled for the night in a mud house 1 was called to m*
                                 a young man stricken with malaria. 1 knew how his head was aching;
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