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steps, through the whole church did we go, until there was 

 not a corner left unvisited. 



We then walked through the narrow crowded streets to 

 the house of the Greek Patriarch, inspected the synagogue 

 and the celebrated Mosque of Omar, and, returning to the 

 camp, mounted our horses for a ride round the city. 



In the glorious evening light we passed the burial-places of 

 the old Jewish Kings and the tomb of Absalom ; we also saw 

 Aceldama, the field of blood, and the barren, stony, grandly 

 gloomy valley of Kedron : all is there just as it is described 

 in Holy Writ, and I found Jerusalem and its surroundings 

 just what I had pictured them to be. Twilight was coming 

 on as we slowly rode back to camp under the old walls, 

 enjoying these deeply impressive scenes. 



On the 31st of March the whole party attended mass in 

 one of the side chapels of the Church of the Sepulchre, and 

 after service we went to Government House to call on the 

 Pasha. We next visited the Coenaculum, the chamber of the 

 Last Supper, which is situated on the outskirts of the town in 

 a house arranged quite after the Eastern fashion. There we 

 stayed but a short time, and then betook ourselves to our 

 horses, which were waiting outside an adjacent gate of the 

 town. 



The Grand Duke and the other gentlemen rode back to the 

 camp, but Count Caboga and I followed the rough road lead- 

 ing to the valley of Kedron, for we intended to ascend the 

 Mount of Olives. 



The lowest slopes of this grey-green melancholy-looking hill 

 are steep and very rocky, but higher up they are more gentle 

 and are covered with flat rocks, loose stones, and gnarled olive- 

 trees of immense age. At the summit of the hill, which we 

 reached by a rough winding path, there is a small circular 

 chapel with a little dome; this covers the spot from which Christ 

 ascended to heaven, and one is shown on a marble slab the 



