A polyglot crowd assembled in the capital city of Israel. It gathered in all the streets and swelled about the railway station. Officials and local notables made their way through the assemblage to vantage points in front of the station. They waited. A train came puffing up and halted. Still they waited, brew speculations, Armenian expostulations, Arabic imprecations rose into the air. Suddenly there was silence.
A bearded potentate advanced.
"Mayor Nashashibi," whispered the crowd.
The Mayor advanced a little way, accompanied by a rather neat looking Englishman and an Englishwoman. The Mayor...