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THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE 



DANCING GIRLS OF DELHI 



Great excitement prevailed in Delhi when the Virny arrived, on the afternoon of the same day 

 that Potilet, the French aviator, had departed in the race half around the world. 



sufficient for us. We looked down upon 

 that golden sea of desolation, with only 

 here and there a solitary clump of date 

 palms that boasts the name oasis, and we 

 felt very sympathetic toward the Children 

 of Israel. Two things alone stood out 

 clearly in the wilderness — the iron way, 

 which had been thrust forward to carry 

 supplies from Kantara to the fighting 

 front, and the line of water-main beside it. 

 We were flying at an altitude of 1,500 

 feet, so that it was possible to pick out 

 all details readily. As we passed over the 

 old battlefield of Romani, ! picked out 



my old camping site and machine-gun 

 nests. 



THE AIR LINE ACROSS PALESTINE 



Hl-Arish, Rafah, Gaza — all came into 

 being; then out over the brim of the 

 world of sand. Gaza from the air is as 

 pitiful a sight as it is from the ground. 

 In its loneliness and ruin, an atmosphere 

 <»f great sadness has descended upon it. 

 ( )n the site of a once-prosperous town 

 stands war's memorial — a necropolis of 

 shattered buildings. The trenches before 

 Gaza and on the hill Ali Muntar looked 



