tower. Then Rhamon heard a beautiful voice sing, "Allah U Akbar! La-ee-la-ha Ill Allah! There is but one God and Mohammed is his prophet." From every side people were coming to the Mosque in answer to his call.
Rhamon looked up and all he could see was the face and black beard of the Muezzin. "Ah, it must be fine," he thought, "to stand so far up there and sing like that! Some day I shall be a Muezzin and stand on a high tower to call the faithful to their prayers."
Then with all the other worshippers he entered the great Mosque. Each man went to his own special place to pray. Many had small rugs on which they kneeled. And all were facing in the same direction, toward the holy city of Mecca.
Soon the priest came, and standing in the small high pulpit led the prayers. Rhamon, kneeling on the prayer rug beside his uncle, prayed too, touching his head to the ground again and again. He listened to the great sound
