The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 2


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having passed the tombs of the caliphs, just beyond the gates of the  
city, proceeds to the southward, nearly at right angles to the road  
across the desert to Suez, and after having travelled some ten miles up  
a low barren valley, covered with sand, gravel, and sea shells, fresh as  
if the tide had retired but yesterday, crosses a low range of sandhills,  
which has for some distance run parallel to his path. The scene now  
presented to him is beyond conception singular and desolate. A mass of  
fragments of trees, all converted into stone, and when struck by his  
horse's hoof ringing like cast iron, is seen to extend itself for miles  
and miles around him, in the form of a decayed and prostrate forest.  
The wood is of a dark brown hue, but retains its form in perfection, the  
pieces being from one to fifteen feet in length, and from half a foot to  
three feet in thickness, strewed so closely together, as far as the eye  
can reach, that an Egyptian donkey can scarcely thread its way through  
amongst them, and so natural that, were it in Scotland or Ireland, it  
might pass without remark for some enormous drained bog, on which the  
exhumed trees lay rotting in the sun. The roots and rudiments of the  
branches are, in many cases, nearly perfect, and in some the worm-holes  
eaten under the bark are readily recognizable. The most delicate of the  
sap vessels, and all the finer portions of the centre of the wood, are  
perfectly entire, and bear to be examined with the strongest magnifiers.  
The whole are so thoroughly silicified as to scratch glass and are  
capable of receiving the highest polish.-- Asiatic Magazine.  
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