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Title: Mentone, Cairo and Corfu
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Woolson, Constance Fenimore, 1840-1894
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Publisher: New York : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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should be explained, comefrom Embebeh, beyond Boulak—Help, O Embebeh,help ! The beans of Embebeh are better than almonds.Oh-h, how sweet are the little sons of the river! (Thislast phrase makes poetical allusion to the soaking inNile water, which is required before the beans can becooked.) Certain famous baked beans nearer home alsorequire preliminary soaking. Let us imagine a huck-ster calling out in Boston streets, as he pursues his way : Help, O Beverly, help! The beans of Beverly arebetter than peaches. Oh-h, how sweet are the littlesons of Cochituate ! The central court of the Splendid is surrounded bycolonnades, whose walls are now undergoing repairs;but the propping beams do not appear to disturb eitherthe pupils or teachers. On the east side is the sanctuary,which is also a school-room, but a covered one; it is alarge, low-ceilinged hall, covering an area of thirty-sixhundred square yards; by day its light is dusky; bynio-ht it is illuminated bv twelve hundred twinkling lit-
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PORCH OP EL AZHAR From a photograph by Sebah, Cairo 217 tie lamps suspended from the ceiling by bronze chains.The roof is supported by three hundred and eightyantique columns of marble and granite placed in irreg-ular ranges; there are so many of these pillars that tobe among them is like standing in a grove. The pave-ment is smoothly covered with straw matting; and herealso are assembled throngs of pupils—some studying,some reciting, some asleep. I paid many visits to ElAzhar, moving about quietly with my venerable littledragoman, whom I had selected for an unusual accom-plishment—silence. One day I came upon an arithme-tic class; the professor, a thin, ardent-eyed man of forty,was squatted upon a beautiful Turkish rug at the baseof a granite column; his class of boys, numberingthirty, were squatted in a half-circle facing him, theirslates on the matting before them. The professor hada small black-board which he had propped up so thatall could see it, and there on its surface I s

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