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EOAD INTO ALEPPO 415<br />

like that of Azaz, though much greater, but when its<br />

tainty from a rich soil and has ever been a granary.<br />

Little wonder that East and West, North and South,<br />

Christian and Moslem have struggled throughout long<br />

centuries to possess these valuable corn-lands, which,<br />

if looked at rightly, are only a part of greater : they<br />

are, indeed, the western fringe of Mesopotamia, that<br />

region of promise under any enlightened and enterprising<br />

government.<br />

A dim blue cubical mass rose above the skyline of<br />

wheat during early afternoon, and seemed to be a rock<br />

details became more clear I saw that it was a building.<br />

Then I knew it must be the citadel of Aleppo, and<br />

that at last I was in sight of the city which had<br />

drawn me hither. For I had theories about Aleppo<br />

I had long suspected it of being the true heart of the<br />

East, and later, that its example and influence had<br />

coloured all the southern region of Asia Minor. It<br />

had also known long associations with my own<br />

country, and from it had been drawn—so at least<br />

my theory ran—our popular English conception of<br />

the Mediterranean East. These matters I would look<br />

into for myself, and now was about to do so. Therefore<br />

I saw the citadel from afar as worthy emblem of<br />

an alluring and glamorous city, and on this hot afternoon<br />

came down into Aleppo as to no strange place,<br />

but one already made familiar by imagination.<br />

I came at last down a road of winding gentle<br />

descent and saw the roofs and minarets and mighty<br />

citadel standing clear before me against the sky. It<br />

was disturbing then to cross a railway line by a<br />

level crossing and hear the incongruous puffing of<br />

engines, but this I knew was the Azizieh quarter,<br />

where Europeans have their homes, and by no means<br />

to be confounded with the Eastern city. More to<br />

my liking was a great busy street that went onwards<br />

towards the heart and mysteries of the city brooded<br />

over by the citadel. But here I turned aside and<br />

found in Azizieh a small hotel, European enough to<br />

be comfortable and clean, and yet with a flavour of

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