Every thing stands and lies about as though the enemy had departed but yesterday.

Six cannons peer threateningly from the wall.

The town and fortifications are both built on a tongue of land washed by the sea.
May 27th.
During the night we reached Caesarea.

With the eloquence of a Demosthenes, our captain endeavoured to dissuade us from our project of landing here; he pointed out to us the dangers to which we were exposing ourselves, and the risks we should run from Bedouins and snakes.

The former, he averred, were accustomed to conceal themselves in hordes among the ruins, in order to ease travellers of their effects and money; being well aware that such spots were only visited by curious tourists with well-filled purses, they were continually on the watch, like the robber-knights of the good old German empire.