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made amazingly fruitful by the sun-quickened slime which the river leaves behind after its annual rise, richer far than bone-dust or guano; past fat cattle browsing in rich pastures, like Pharoah’s fat kine, in striking contrast to the lean, ragged peasants or fellaheen at work in the fields; past rows of graceful palms shooting up like so many obelisks, behind which we catch a glimpse of one of the Viceroy’s many palaces; and now the tall minarets of “Grand Cairo” are before us.
W. P. F.
