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by the going of ones own into the great unknown.

Palestine seems one great cemetery and while I left behind many things undone I feel that in hurrying on to Syria I saved myself certain sad reflections.

This is my sixth day in Syria and my ^[[first]] sight of a land where art made its first ^[[real]] impression upon me about six years ago. I am glad to be here now. Had I come sooner the beautiful in art would not have off set the filth and slime, morally and politically, in which I find myself.

Had I come later certain opportunities to enrich my collection and increase my little store of ^[[esthetic]] information would have gone.

The field is rich, and, generally speaking, almost unknown. I feel that I am here early enough to perhaps, obtain