30 WINTER SUNSHINE. 



The roads are not so inviting in this direction, but 

 the line of old forts with rabbits burrowing in the 

 bomb-proofs, and a magazine, or officers' quarters 

 turned into a cow stable by colored squatters, form 

 an interesting feature. But. whichever way I go I 

 am glad I came. All roads lead up to the Jerusalem 

 the walker seeks. There is everywhere the vigorous 

 and masculine winter air, and the impalpable suste- 

 nance the mind draws from all natural forms. 



