Fit as Fiddles and as Hard as Nails

to small details, a monstrous camel, pacing onward with extended head and groaning beneath its heavy load. The resemblance was impressively complete. Its burden towered upward into the clear skies; its limbs sank down into a low belt of stratus clous as like a phantom giant it strode across the far horizon, as though to manifest to all its dominion over the desert
Ur of the Chaldees.
Near the town of Nasiriyah, and some twelve miles distant from the river, we could see the ancient ruins of Ur of the Chaldees whence, Biblical story tells us,* Abraham(1) departed “to go into the land of Canaan”. In the distance the ruins appeared as a prominent landmark; in fact the