National Geographic : 1964 Dec
on the hottest day some part of the court was always in deep shadow. The house, now the Children's Hospital, stands on one of the highest points of Jerusa lem. From its roof the whole city can be seen spread out like a map-both the Jordanian sector and the lar-ger part, now in Israel.* Around the stately Dome of the Rock, the truncated belfry of the Church of the Hlolv Sepulcher, and many other smaller churches huddle the square-faced houses of the OldI City, all built of the mellow golden limestone found in the hills about. In my youth the Holy Land was still known as Palestine, part of Turkey's vast Otto man Empire. Scarcely a house stood outside Jerusalem's wall, whose seven (rates were closed shortly after sunset by Turkish guards. We lived very simply then. Native rush mats covered our stone floors, and the only decorations were bunches of wild grasses and palm leaves and the Christmas cards we re ceived from America. In winter our rooms were warmed by little sheet-iron stoves, burning olivewood. Cook ing was (lone over charcoal. We ate Arab food - rice and cracked wheat, plenty of vegeta bles, chicken and mutton as our only meat. We made American coffee for ourselves, but to Arab guests we served it in the Arab way, very strong, in tiny culps. Once we of fered a large cup of coffee to an Arab friend S'See"Jerusalcm, the I)ivitld (' itv," b John Scofiell, NATION.AL (;E((,;RAPIIIC, April, 19)9 Dome of the Hock (left). Its crowded quarters send their needy to Mrs. Vester for love and aid. . .. A', Y',A %,C,t,"kAF), I I.PH;RII A%B A N.- .