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    stretch when one can not traverse it by rail.

    The small mound I have mentioned a while ago was once occupied by the
    Phenician city of Laish. A party of filibusters from Zorah and Eschol
    captured the place, and lived there in a free and easy way, worshiping
    gods of their own manufacture and stealing idols from their neighbors
    whenever they wore their own out. Jeroboam set up a golden calf here to
    fascinate his people and keep them from making dangerous trips to
    Jerusalem to worship, which might result in a return to their rightful
    allegiance. With all respect for those ancient Israelites, I can not
    overlook the fact that they were not always virtuous enough to withstand
    the seductions of a golden calf. Human nature has not changed much since
    then.

    Some forty centuries ago the city of Sodom was pillaged by the Arab
    princes of Mesopotamia, and among other prisoners they seized upon the
    patriarch Lot and brought him here on their way to their own possessions.
    They brought him to Dan, and father Abraham, who was pursuing them, crept
    softly in at dead of night, among the whispering oleanders and under the
    shadows of the stately oaks, and fell upon the slumbering victors and
    startled them from their dreams with the clash of steel. He recaptured
    Lot and all the other plunder.

    We moved on. We were now in a green valley, five or six miles wide and
    fifteen long. The streams which are called the sources of the Jordan
    flow through it to Lake Huleh, a shallow pond three miles in diameter,
    and from the southern extremity of the Lake the concentrated Jordan flows
    out. The Lake is surrounded by a broad marsh, grown with reeds. Between
    the marsh and the mountains which wall the valley is a respectable strip
    of fertile land; at the end of the valley, toward Dan, as much as half
    the land is solid and fertile, and watered by Jordan's sources. There is
    enough of it to make a farm. It almost warrants the enthusiasm of the
    spies of that rabble of adventurers who captured Dan. They said: "We
    have seen the land, and behold it is very good. * * * A place where
    there is no want of any thing that is in the earth."

    Their enthusiasm was at least warranted by the fact that they had never
    seen a country as good as this. There was enough of it for the ample
    support of their six hundred men and their families, too.


    When we got fairly down on the level part of the Danite farm, we came to
    places where we could actually run our horses. It was a notable
    circumstance.

    We had been painfully clambering over interminable hills and rocks for
    days together, and when we suddenly came upon this astonishing piece of
    rockless plain, every man drove the spurs into his horse and sped away
    with a velocity he could surely
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