ABSTRACT
THERE are places where one instinctively feels at honle. I did in Zanzibar and in the Hadhramaut, and I am sure I would in Onlan. On the other hand I have not the same feeling for the Yemen. Before I went to Zanzibar there was talk of my going to Nigeria, but I knew that it was Zanzibar I wanted and I had even bought an Arabic gramtnar in anticipation. As I go to each new place I make a habit of watching it draw nearer, and I always hope it will be the dawn that gives me the first glilupse of a new home. So far I have been lucky and the impression left on llle with the sun rising on the shores of Zanzibar on the morning of August 25, 1919, is ineffaceable.
