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                          Water was a divine gift to any people in the gulf area. Deserts and
                       dry wasteland dominate coasts and islands. Bahrain is a striking
                       exception. On Bahrain water rises from the dry ground in springs
                       and fountains, and flows endlessly into the sea. Around the coast
                       there are even underwater springs, where divers can swim down to
                       drink sweet water and refill their air-filled jars.
                          The amazing way in which nature has brought an abundance of
                        fresh water to this low limestone island surrounded by the salt sea is
                        almost enough to make anyone who drinks from these springs
                        believe in miracles. On our way to the tombs Bibby took a
                        side-road to a true oasis of palms and green grass. Inside was a deep
                        and divinely beautiful pond of crystal clear water retained within
                        the ancient stone walls of a circular reservoir. Young Arabs were
                        diving and swimming, and one of them was sitting soaping himself
                        in the water while three women washed clothing. Yet the water was
                        constantly renewed and clear as morning dew. Every one of the
                        smooth stones on the bottom was seen as clearly as if the pool were
                        empty. In the centre the water was welling up to the surface like
                        a fountain, and a constant overflow sent the soap-suds away
                        down a fast-running drainage ditch formerly used for date palm
                        irrigation.
                           Bibby could tell us of several such pools and springs on the island.
                        No wonder that their origin had been ascribed to divine inter­
                        ference. This water came from the distant mountains of the Arabian
                        peninsula, where the rain sank into the naked rocks and was lost for
                        the mainland. Through a freak of nature it filtered into subterranean
                        cracks and fissures, some of which carried the fresh water under
                        the bottom of the gulf to reappear as springs on the island of
                        Bahrain.
                           From the slopes of the island’s central hills prehistoric engineers
                         had constructed hidden water channels deep under the desert sand.
                        They were walled and roofed with slabs and ran for miles, often
                         twenty feet or more below the surface, to end in formerly cultivated
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                         fields. About every fifty yards circular stone shafts rose like buried
                         chimneys from these subterranean channels up to the surface.
                         Perhaps they had served as gutters for maintenance. Without them
                         there was nothing to disclose the existence and route of these
                         prehistoric pipelines. To Bibby and his colleagues these masterly
                        examples of engineering remained a puzzle. Had the stone-lined
                        aqueducts been built on the ground and the chimneys gradually
                        extended upwards as wind-borne sand accumulated over them? Or
                        had they been dug as deep underground passages from the very
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