The Romance of Isabel Lady Burton, vol 2

W.H. Wilkins
The Romance of Isabel Lady
Burton, vol 2

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THE ROMANCE OF ISABEL LADY BURTON VOL. II.
The Story of Her Life
Told In Part by HERSELF and In Part by W. H. WILKINS

VOLUME TWO.
CONTENTS OF VOL. II.
BOOK II. (Continued).
CHAPTER.
XI. IN AND ABOUT DAMASCUS.
XII. EARLY DAYS AT DAMASCUS.
XIII. THROUGH THE DESERT TO PALMYRA.
XIV. BLUDAN IN THE ANTI-LEBANON.
XV. GATHERING CLOUDS.
XVI. JERUSALEM AND THE HOLY LAND.
XVII. THE RECALL.
XVIII. THE TRUE REASONS OF BURTON'S RECALL.
XIX. THE PASSING OF THE CLOUD.
XX. EARLY YEARS AT TRIESTE.
XXI. THE JOURNEY TO BOMBAY.
XXII. INDIA.
XXIII. TRIESTE AGAIN.
XXIV. THE SHADOWS LENGTHEN.
XXV. GORDON AND THE BURTONS.

XXVI. THE SWORD HANGS.
XXVII. THE SWORD FALLS.
BOOK III. WIDOWED.
CHAPTER.
I. THE TRUTH ABOUT "THE SCENTED GARDEN."
II. THE RETURN TO ENGLAND.
III. THE TINKLING OF THE CAMEL'S BELL.

BOOK II. WEDDED (Continued).

CHAPTER XI
. IN AND ABOUT DAMASCUS. (1870).
When I nighted and day'd in Damascus town, Time sware such another
he ne'er should view; And careless we slept under wing of night, Till
dappled morn 'gan her smiles renew, And dewdrops on branch in their
beauty hung Like pearls to be dropt when the zephyr blew, And the
lake was the page where birds read and wrote, And the clouds set
points to what breezes roll.
Alf Laylah wa Laylah (Burton's"Arabian Nights").
During the first weeks at Damascus my only work was to find a
suitable house and to settle down in it. Our predecessor in the
Consulate had lived in a large house in the city itself, and as soon as he
retired he let it to a wealthy Jew. In any case it would not have suited
us, nor would any house within the city walls; for though some of them
were quite beautiful--indeed, marble palaces gorgeously decorated and
furnished after the manner of oriental houses--yet there is always a
certain sense of imprisonment about Damascus, as the windows of the
houses are all barred and latticed, and the gates of the city are shut at
sunset. This would not have suited our wild-cat proclivities; we should
have felt as though we were confined in a cage. So after a search of
many days we took a house in the environs, about a quarter of an hour's
ride from Damascus, high up the hill. Just beyond it was the desert sand,
and in the background a saffron-hued mountain known as the
Camomile Mountain; and camomile was the scent which pervaded our
village and all Damascus. Our house was in the suburb of Salahiyyeh,
and we had good air and light, beautiful views, fresh water, quiet, and
above all liberty. In five minutes we could gallop out over the

mountains, and there we pitched our tent.
I should like to describe our house at Salahiyyeh, once more, though I
have described it before, and Frederick Leighton once drew a sketch of
it, so that it is pretty well known. Our house faced the road and the
opposite gardens, and it was flanked on one side by the Mosque and on
the other by the Hammam (Turkish Bath), and there were gardens at the
back. On the other side of the road were apricot trees, whose varying
beauty of bud and leaf and flower and fruit can
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