Through Palestine with the 20th Machine Gun Squadron by Unknown
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boulder-strewn ground, intersected by apparently unbounded areas of flat,
dust-covered wastes:-- "Dust in heaps and dust in piles, dust in shifting ridges; Dust and dust for miles and miles, and what 'aint dust is midges". So quoth the cynic; and the peculiar part about it is that, wherever are large stretches of dusty ground, so also _there is the wind!_ and nothing need be said of the result of a combat between these two forces. [Illustration] All thoughts of the country left behind, however, were immediately banished from the mind at the sight of that which lay before us, and anticipation ran high in the belief that these were the wonderful orange-groves which, one had heard, were supposed to be situated in this part of Palestine. Expectations were realised, and on nearing Deiran, orchard upon orchard were passed with trees bending under the weight of hundreds of large and delicious Jaffa oranges! Everyone purchased as many as it was possible to carry, and those who had no available cash, managed to satisfy their wants by means of barter--incidentally, be it whispered, many an odd tin of "bully" found its way into the local inhabitants' larders. Practically the whole of this part of Palestine, reaching from Deiran to several miles north of Jaffa, is split up into a number of Jewish Colonies, settlers under the Zionist movement, and they form the nucleus of the renascent Jewish nation. Deiran was found to be a well-laid-out village composed of substantially-built houses of white stone, with red-tiled roofs, "up-to-date" furniture, and with nice white lace curtains at the windows. One could almost delude himself into the belief that he was home |
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