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From Beirut to Baghdad by Automobile

                                                     Rev. G. D. Van Pkursem
                                O      UR six hundred mile trip through the desert from Beirut to
                                        Baghdad was an event we shall never forget. It turned out to
                                        be full of experience, less expensive and consumed less time
                                        than the sea voyage through the Red Sea would have taken.
                                  It took us two days although one of the drivers has made the trip
                                in sixteen hours in an almost non-stop run even through the bazaars of
                                Damascus. He says he ran through a flock of sheep and sent a man
                                on his donkey through a shop window in Damascus. Our cunvoy of two
                                cars started from Beirut at eight o'clock in the morning and arrived in
                                Damascus at eleven o’clock, just in time for lunch. Thus far the triu






























                                                     BREAKFAST IN THE DESERT

                                was interesting because of its mountain scenery. We ascended ti*
                                Lebanon mountains to a height of 5.000 feet, where a magnificent view
                                of Mt. Hermon was obtained. Then again a descent was made into a
                                valley only to climb the Anti-I.ebanons on the other side, h’rom the*
                                we descended into Damascus. Along these mountains we saw men
                                working their fields with oxen much as was done in the time of Jesu*.
                                Olive trees were seen in abundance; vines were being cultivated and the
                                cedars of Lebanon grew in profusion.
                                  At two o’clock our convoy started from Damascus. It did not uk,
                                us long to turn from the beaten automobile track and to launch into a
                                trackless waste. The feeling one gets is much like going to sea for U*   ;
                                first time. It seemed as if all life and civilization were left behind. \
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