You cannot believe what a delightsome land it is.  We sought anxiously for the well where Jesus sat.  Andrew alone found it, and lost his Bible in it. 20.—­Had a most interesting morning with the Jews of Sychar.  Saw many of them; also the Samaritans in their synagogue.  Same evening visited Samaria,—­a wonderful place,—­and encamped at Sanor. 21.—­Arrived at Carmel, where we now are, encamped within two yards of the sea.  We have been in quarantine here seven days, as there is no plague north of this.  Several English are encamped here—­Lord R., Lord H., etc.  We have daily conversations sitting on the sand.  We are not allowed to touch even the rope of a tent.  Acre is in sight across the bay.  We have delightful bathing.  To-morrow Lord H. leaves, and kindly offers to take this.  Carmel’s rocky brow is over us.  We are all well and happy.  On Monday we propose leaving for Tiberias and Saphet.  Soon we shall be in Beyrout, and on our way to Smyrna.  Do not be anxious for me.  Trust us to God, who goes with us where we go.  I only pray that our mission may be blessed to Israel.  Sir Moses M. has arrived, and pitched his tent within fifty yards of us.  Kindest regards to all that inquire after me, not forgetting dear W.—­Your affectionate son,” etc.

When the two elder brethren of the deputation left us for Europe, we turned southward again from Beyrout, to visit the regions of Phoenicia and Galilee.  Never did Mr. M’Cheyne seem more gladsome than in gazing on these regions.

At Tyre, he remembered the request of an elder in the parish of Larbert, who had written to him before his departure, stating what he considered to be a difficulty in the ordinary expositions of the prophecies which speak of that renowned city.  With great delight he examined the difficulty on the spot; and it is believed that his testimony on such points as these, when it reached some men of sceptical views in that scene of his early labors, was not unblest.

From Saphet he writes:  “I sat looking down upon the lake this morning for about an hour.  It was just at our feet,—­the very water where Jesus walked, where He called his disciples, where He rebuked the storm, where He said, ‘Children, have ye any meat?’ after He rose from the dead.  Jesus is the same still.”  To his early and familiar friend, Mr. Somerville, he thus describes the same view:  “Oh what a view of the Sea of Galilee is before you, at your feet!  It is above three hours’ descent to the water’s edge, and yet it looks as if you could run down in as many minutes.  The lake is much larger than I had imagined.  It is hemmed in by mountains on every side, sleeping as calmly and softly as if it had been the sea of glass which John saw in heaven.  We tried in vain to follow the course of the Jordan running through it.  True, there were clear lines, such as you see in the wake of a vessel, but then these did not go straight through the lake.  The hills of Bashan are very high and steep, where they run into the lake.  At one point, a man pointed out to us where the tombs in the rocks are, where the demoniacs used to live:  and near it the hills were exactly what the Scriptures describe, ‘a steep place,’ where the swine ran down into the sea.  On the north-east of the sea, Hermon rises very grand, intersected with many ravines full of snow.”