CA JOURNEY AN THE, BAST? 331 
We too soon set off, as the time was getting on, and our 
entry had to be made punctually to the minute. 
Soon after our arrival we had to receive the Consuls, then 
the Turkish authorities, the notables of the town in their 
Eastern costumes, and afterwards all the heads of the 
Christian and Jewish Churches. 
When all these very interesting visitors had left us, we 
went out of the hospice and passed through one of the streets 
and the old Damascus Gate to our imposing camp, which had 
been pitched just outside the city walls, in a grove of stunted 
olives near stony ground and heaps of ruins. Everything 
had already been unpacked by the servants, so we at once 
made ourselves comfortable, and it was very pleasant to get a 
little rest after the fatigues and heat of the day. The sunset 
was beautiful, the evening refreshingly cool, and dinner 
having been despatched all was soon quiet in the camp. As 
we were going to sleep, however, our ears were saluted 
with the incessant howling of the half-wild dogs within the 
walls, and of the jackals which swarm round Jerusalem, espe- 
cially in the neighbourhood of the slaughter-yards,. which 
were situated on the further side of a little valley near our 
camp. 
Harly on the morning of the 30th we all went, both 
masters and servants, to the Hospice, and thence made a 
pilgrimage to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. Leaving 
the chapel, we visited the great church and another little 
chapel belonging to the small Franciscan monastery, which 
also forms part of the buildings of the Church of the 
Sepulchre. 
From the monastery we descended to the Church, and 
examined the various relics, the points of historical interest, 
the numerous side chapels, and all the spots connected with 
legends or religious beliefs. Up the steps and down the 
