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This is Lowell Thomas inviting you to come
on another synorama adventure.

An epic journey such as no man ever made.

We are going on a flight around the world
in our synorama clipper.

An air voyage to five continents in search
of the wonders of the world.

The inspiration behind the
idea for this aerial voyage goes

back to the days when here in
my own home in this same room.

I first introduced to you that new
revolutionary medium of entertainment.

Remember what I said?

Ladies and gentlemen, this is synorama.

And we went on that dizzy thrilling roller
coaster ride.

Actually, it goes back even farther than
that.

A friend of mine and in
better Fred Waller for 14

years had been working on
his new synorama process.

Hazard Reeves had just added revolutionary
stereophonic sound.

Synorama was still in the laboratory.

Nearly all the heads of the motion picture
industry saw the tests and marveled.

But they went away saying it was too
complicated, too cumbersome, too expensive.

But to me it seemed as though Waller and
Reeves had performed a miracle.

It seemed to me they had something that
was perfect.

For the sort of thing I have
been doing, ever since I was

with Allenby when he was
driving the Turks from Palestine.

And when I was with that most colorful
adventurer of our time, Lawrence of Arabia.

I don't recall whether it was Lawrence who
suggested it or whether I did.

But we talked about the ancient list of
the seven wonders of the world.

He was an archaeologist.

And we discussed the idea of bringing that
ancient list up to date.

And then not long after the first world
war, I was lucky enough to be the historian.

A man of man's first flight around the
world.

The flight was made in a specially
designed, Douglas world cruiser.

This is a model.

The first circumnavigation of the globe by
air.

A milestone in the history of man.

Bringing fame as enduring
as the pyramids, I think, to

these brilliant airmen
standing on either side of me.

My candidate for the world's number one
flyer.

Near the end of World War
II, I chased General Jimmy

Doolittle around the globe
and failed to catch him.

flying part of the time with General Hap
Arnold chief of the U.S.

Air Force.

And a few years ago, my son and I flew
around again.

That was when we crossed the Himalayas to
enter Tibet.

And when we got to loss
of the Rio Shangri -Law,

we saw the portal of the
palace of the Delilama.

Rising from the valley floor to its golden
domes.

Two-thirds as tall as the Empire State
Building.

What a marvelous thing it would have been
if we could have had sinner armor in

lossa.

But by the time we got
home and discovered

some armor, the red
tide had rolled over Tibet.

During all the years that I had been
spanning the oceans and flying around and

around the world, I more and more came to
feel that the time had come when at last

we should bring that ancient list of the
seven wonders of the world up to date.

General Marion Cooper and I had produced
the first one.

This is sinner armor, which broke all
entertainment records.

So when I presented my seven wonders idea
to our Stanley Warner sinner hammer

colleagues, they said, go ahead,
lo, let your dream come true.

And that's the story of how and why we are
now setting forth on this odyssey.

But before we leave, may I point out
something that you already know?

When the Greeks formulated their original
seven wonders list, the world they knew

was centered here in the eastern
Mediterranean.

From this small area, western civilization
spread.

But man now is familiar with the entire
planet.

Do you remember what were the original
seven wonders?

I had to look them up, too.

There is one that you do remember the
Colossus of Rhodes.

We are told that it stood astrayed the harbor
at Rhodes in the eastern Mediterranean.

And that it was so tall, ships could sail
between its legs.

Another was a gorgeous temple to the
goddess Diana.

The Greeks called her Artemis.

It was in the ancient city of Ephesus,
where Saint Paul preached.

Not far from Ephesus in Asia Minor was the
city of Malek Kernassus.

When his ruler, King Massolus died,
his queen built him a tomb.

The tomb of Massolus at Halek Kernassus.

From which we get our word, Massolium.

The Greeks had an important shrine at the
site of the original Olympic games.

In it was a statue of Zeus, Jupiter to the
Romans.

A masterpiece of ivory
and gold created by

fittius, foremost
sculptor of ancient times.

In the story of Julius Caesar,
you may recall reading about a great

lighthouse at the mouth of the Nile near
the city of Alexandria.

It was called the Pharaohs.

And we are told that it stood there for 1
,500 years until finally destroyed by an

earthquake in the 14th century.

And then the sixth of which we have heard
so often, and still constantly referred to.

The hanging gardens of Babylon.

They are on the right.

Legend tells us that King Nebuchadnezzar
erected the hanging gardens for his queen.

And she was a princess from the mountains.

And she pined for her mountains.

And this was Nebuchadnezzar's
attempt to provide a

substitute for her here on
the flat desert of Mesopotamia.

The spiral tower that you see across the
river Euphrates.

Our artist has included the tower of
Babel, along with the hanging garden.

All six of these have two things in
common.

They were all man-made, and they have all
long since disappeared.

Only one of the ancient seven wonders
remains.

High-speed modern
transportation makes it possible for

man now to go to any
place on the planet in a hurry.

And Cinorama gives us the feeling that we
are actually there.

And that is why I am now
inviting you to join me in

bringing the ancient seven
wonders list up to date.

With this difference, we
not only are going to include

spectacular man-made wonders,
but also the wonders of nature.

And before we set forth on this odyssey,
let's put on seven league boots and pay

our respects to the only one of the
ancient seven that remains.

See that remaining ancient wonder through
the magic of Cinorama.

The Greeks of antiquity
rated the pyramids of Egypt

as the greatest and the
oldest of the seven wonders.

Shall we still include the pyramids as one
of the seven wonders of the world?

Here they are, almost unchanged in five
thousand years.

And from the way they
look, they'll be here for

thousands of years
after you and I are gone.

Ah, but our point of departure is not the
Pyramids.

Setting forth on our search, we fly away
from New York on a modern magic cart,

taking off from the towering metropolis of
the modern world.

Off we go for a whirl
around the globe, on our

way to see what
strange marvels we'll find.

Man-made wonders and wonders of nature.

Man-happen on the right, some small
islands here in the river, in on our left,

Long Island and
Brooklyn, four great bridges

spanning this eastern
half of the Hudson.

Let's give these bridges a special
farewell salute.

Flying over Queensborough Bridge.

Oh, under it.

Past the United Nations Bill, while we
seek world wonders, they seek world peace.

Surely the greatest wonder of all.

Now three more operations.

This one, the Williamsburg.

Over?

No, under again.

The one they call the Manhattan.

The one they are always selling to
somebody.

The Brooklyn Bridge.

Oldest of them all.

So long, fair lady.

We won't be seeing you again until we have
circled the world.

Off we go, continent to continent.

Wonder hunting.

First stop South America with its all
devouring jungle.

Of the wonders of nature, we have probably
come upon one in the remote wilderness.

Right in the heart of South America,
near where the borders of Brazil,

Argentina and Paraguay meet.

One of the greatest of waterfalls.

A series of giant cascades
with a combined rim

twice as wide as Niagara
and half again as high.

In fact, in the spring, the water flowing
over is twice the volume of Niagara.

Would you put Igwazu on your list of the
seven wonders in the modern world?

In the tropical wilderness
of South America, we also

come upon an unexpected
wonder, a freak of nature.

A battle between the jungle and the sands.

The sand used from
the coast to Brazil, locked

in a struggle with
the equatorial forest.

An invasion of yellow thrust into the
green hell with the sands winning.

A few years ago, a roving American pilot
named Jimmy Angel, flying over this

immense wilderness as we are now,
was startled to behold a lost world on

young plateau with a whole series of
waterfalls leaping toward the jungle.

And these in Venezuela are the highest of
all the waterfalls in the world.

20 times as high as Niagara.

Two-thirds of a mile high.

Angel falls named for the barn storming
adventure.

South America, continent of file and
contrast.

Brazil, land of seemingly endless jungle.

And suddenly unfolding before us,
the most spectacular city in the world.

Rio, Rio

de Janeiro, the river of January.

But there's no river here.

Nor is it January all year round.

But it was January in 1502 when the Portuguese
navigators first sighted this coast.

As they sailed in, they
thought, well surely

there's a river flowing
into this great harbor.

So they called it Rio de Janeiro.

In the distance, Sugarloaf.

Curiously shaped rock, landmark of Rio.

Spreading on and on with its great
suburbs.

Each among the hills like a city in
itself.

Now the higher up you live, the lower your
rent in Rio.

Wealthy Brazilians prefer to be right down
on the beach.

The poor are the high livers.

The rich, the lower.

A Rio paradox.

On our left up there, a Rio slum.

The oceanfronted Rio is a world renowned.

A mile after mile, the Avonita.

And have you heard of the unusual building
restrictions at Rio?

You can't put up anything less than twelve
stories.

Man -made cliffs along the ocean.

Shall we include Rio as a wonder?

Or surely it is the wonder city of the
world?

We all know the jungle is wild, but
wildest of all is carnival time at Rio.

Then for a complete change of mood.

Flying through the clouds when we come
upon Corcovado.

2,200 feet above the city.

Crown with a wonder of sculpture.

A hundred feet high.

The Christ with arms outstretched as if in
blessing.

Here we go again, continent to continent.

South America to Asia this time.

Over the greatest ocean of them all.

Next up, Japan.

Boy, oh boy.

Then look in your eye, Pa.

What are you thinking about?

All those geisha girls.

When most of us think about Japan.

Well, we either think about cherry
blossoms.

Or that wonder mountain.

Fojiyama.

Or maybe the Kamakura Buddha.

Would you put this giant sculpture on your
list?

Down on the Japanese farm.

A countryside in pastel shades.

The fish are carved.

Bread for color.

Some priced at $10,000 each.

Poor fish?

Well, hardly.

Arriving at Tokyo Airport, our Pan
-American, the Sinerama Clipper.

Japan, of course, depends on the great sky
roots across the vast Pacific.

And Pan-American, itself a technological
wonder, pioneered trans-Pacific aviation.

Greetings to Honorable GIs.

Honorable GIs are eager to see the sights
of Japan.

And everywhere the GIs go, the kittens are
sure to go.

In our search for the wonders of the
world, shall we include feminine beauty?

In a Japanese garden with music,
as it's played in Japan today.

The wonders of this far eastern land
include many an ancient shrine,

many a traditional ceremony, a few of
which visitors are invited to perform,

like the ceremony of the dawn.

The ultra-modern rickshaw that the Kooli
used to pull.

In our tricycle rickshaw, we ride almost
into the lobby of the Takarasa Cathedral,

where we hear the way popular music is
played in Japan nowadays.

Note the decidedly western flame.

Kokomo Kea-Kakan Kalamazoo, with the usual
GIs souvenirs.

And the girls they leave behind.

So long, young, young, so long,
could he see?

Their search for the wonders of the world
is all.

Goodbye, madam butterfly.

As we fly over Southeast Asia,
we look down upon a lost empire,

Angkor Wat and Cambodia.

A thousand years ago, a conquering people
called the Khmerz, established a brilliant

kingdom here, with a civilization that
originated in India.

After many centuries, the Khmerz were
overthrown.

And their shrines and
their cities reverted to the

jungle, to be resurrected in
our own time, not long ago.

And surely one of the wonders of the
world.

Buddhist monks at a shrine long forgotten,
and only recently brought to light again.

Religious wonder city of India,
on the Ganges, the Sacred River,

a pilgrimage city from
time immemorial, with its

famous gods, the landing
places along the river.

For centuries, the great and
the rich, Maharaja and merchant

have built shrines and
palaces here along the Ganges.

Of temples alone, Benares has 1,500,
a wonder city of strange religion.

A temple dance, a cobra dance.

The deadly hooded serpent has a weird
significance.

Strange mysticism in this performance of
the temple dancers and the cobra.

She has come with her parents, and she
turns out to be quite a remarkable mimic.

Any of you married couples ever have a
bridal procession like this?

Have some gum and chum.

India inherited much from the bridge,
including London Bridge's falling down.

American influence too.

And finally some Hindu music.

Where is the bride?

Oh, she stays at home.

And the bridegroom?

Ah, there he is.

You've heard of the Benares monkey temple.

This is it.

Dedicated to one of the favorite Hindu
divinities.

The monkey god, Hanuman.

Nearly all temples in India have their
dancing girls trained from childhood,

even here at the monkey temple.

Motoring through Benares
or through any Indian city

is not to be recommended
if you have a weak heart.

Look out for the sacred cows.

If you hit one, then you will have to go.

For the age old feud of India between the
Mandus and the Cobra.

Now the Mandus is not immune from the
lethal poison of the Cobra.

So it depends on its incredible agility.

Look, he's taking a bow.

And the Mandus always wins.

Arriving at the scene of an immortal
story.

Some 300 years ago, the Great Mogos ruled
in India.

One of them, the emperor Shah Jihan.

And his greatest treasure was his favorite
wife.

Mung Shah's Mahal.

She died when she was young.

And he and his despair
and grief determined to

rare for her a tomb worthy
of her grace and guilt.

As all men know, he created a masterpiece
of the Taj Mahal.

Alas, Shah Jihan had to spend his
declining years in prison.

He was deposed by his own son.

But there he could look
out on the monument

that he had erected
to the woman he loved.

Look, and dream.

And so we have what many today consider
the loveliest wonder of the world.

The Taj Mahal.

Right ahead of his style, the Himalayas,
highest mountains in the world.

Next up, Darjeeling and a cup of tea.

In our search for world wonders, let's
visit India's most famous mountain resort.

Darjeeling high in the Himalayas.

Fame, too, for that Darjeeling tea.

To carry freight and
passengers up the Himalayan

slopes, well, that would
seem to be a task for a giant.

Here's our giant.

At the curseyong station, down near the
plains.

Don't be dead.

He thinks he's in a wagon league.

The meat moan joe.

They sand the track to keep the wheels
from slippings.

We're off on the steep climb to
Darjeeling.

Earnest the engine, puffing and puffing.

To get up these steep
Himalayan slopes, they

continually have to pour
sand on the rails like that.

The Darjeeling run is one of the toughest
that railrotors know.

Up enormous mountains.

Mountains that are themselves a world
wonder.

Would you select our
Darjeeling train as one of

the technological wonders
of the modern world?

The world of railroading?

Something blocking the track.

What is it?

Surely it can't be.

Yes, it's an elephant, snoozy.

Shoo, shoo.

It'd be their wild elephants.

It'd be their dangerous.

Let's call a big game hunter with a high
powered rifle.

Ah, here he comes.

Sabu the elephant board.

Hey, what's up?

Guess the brakes have gone.

That's happened before, but never quite
like this.

Can they hit it all?

Seems surprised at the train that runs
backwards.

Right back where they start.

But don't redend us, though.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Fine run.

You're on our way to trace the wonder
story of the world.

As told in the book, that has influenced
mankind more than any other.

The Bible.

Continent hopping again.

This time to Egypt.

With Cairo it's modern cattle.

Where imagination takes us back to the
pharaohs.

And to the epic story told in the book of
accidents.

The god Abno will be run over by a camel.

The Nile of ancient renown.

Near the banks of which the children of
Israel were kept so long in bondage.

In the flight of the
Israelites from Egypt, their

way was right across what
we call the ismasa suez.

Where today we see the suez canal,
another technological wonder.

In Exodus we read how
Moses again and again

repeated the pharaoh,
the command of the Lord.

Pharaoh, let my people go.

The arms suez, just outside Egypt, we
approach the mountain of the Ten Commands.

Mount Sinai.

There.

The mountain of which the Bible says.

And the Lord came down upon Mount Sinai on
the top of the mountain.

And the Lord called Moses up to the top of
the mountain.

And the Ten Commandments were given.

On the Lord's slope of Mount
Sinai, an ancient monastery

commemorating Moses
and the tablets of the Lord.

For forty years Moses
led the children of Israel

through the mountain
desolation of the Sinai Peninsula.

Yes, this is the wilderness.

We read that Aaron, brother of Moses,
was buried on Mount home.

That summer, just below us, with the white
shrine.

The Israelites carried long at the
southern end of the dead sea.

The lowest spot on earth, in itself a
strange wonder of nature of the dead sea.

More than a thousand feet below the sea
level.

And then they journeyed on to the promised
land.

Legend says that there in the heart of
Hebron were buried Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

Together with their wives, Sarah,
Rebekah and Lea.

The cave of Macpiva with
the sacred tomb is beneath

that building, inside the
rectangular enclosure.

On to the northern end of the dead sea,
to Jericho, where the walls fell down.

Remember how in the book of Joshua we
read, and it came to pass when the people

heard the sound of the trumpet.

And the people shouted with a great shout
that the wall fell down flat.

Along the old Jericho road, recalling how
the twelve tribes of Israel won Palestine,

and established a flourishing king.

In the Psalms, the poet sings,
If I forget the old Jerusalem,

let my right hand forget her cunning.

If I do not remember thee, let my tongue
cleave to the roof of my mouth.

Three temples of ancient Israel were built
here.

There they stood
through the centuries, until

the last was destroyed
by the Romans in 70 AD.

The ancient Jewish state overthrown.

And today the mosque of Omar occupies the
site of Solomon's temple.

If you ever hear of the stronghold of
Masada, the seed of tragic heroism in the

Jewish revolt against Rome, the defenders
hurling themselves over the cliff,

preferring death to surrender.

At the bottom, the old Roman wall,
dating back to that era, of the final

effort of ancient Israel for national
freedom.

The green fields of modern Israel bring
the Jewish story right down to date.

From ancient tragedy to present revival,
Israel restored.

Zionist settlers have done wonders in the
practice of advanced agriculture.

So here today, the color is green.

The ancient port of Akron, one of the
great gateways to Palestine.

After 2000 years, a Jewish state has been
restored in the old land.

For ages, the people in exile.

And now a host of exiles returning to
build a new nation.

Let us tear you a moment.

Let us recall another story.

A story that begins at Bethlehem.

And she brought forth her first born son,
wrapped him in swaddling clothes,

and played him in a mage.

Because there was no room for them in the
end.

And the angels sang, glory to God in the
highest.

And on earth, peace, good will toward man.

With the church of the Natimani.

On Nazareth, where Jesus lived in his
youth and worked as a carpenter.

A city made immortal
by the name that has

dominated Christendom
for nearly 2,000 years.

Jesus of Nazareth.

And

the river in which the Savior was baptized
by John the Baptist.

Over looking at the chart, the Mount of
temptation, of which we read.

And the devil will take him up into an
exceedingly high mountain.

And showeth him all the kingdoms of the
world and the glory of them.

All of which Satan offered to Jesus if he
would give up the kingdom of heaven.

The Sea of Galilee, where Jesus walked on
the walk.

The sea in which the apostles cast their
nets.

And the chief of the twelve was Simon Cole
Peter, a fisherman.

The gospel story takes us to the tragic
conservation.

Guess semony outside Jerusalem.

Then comeeth Jesus with them to a place
Cole gets seven.

So the gospel relays.

The story of the agony in the garden.

Into the city through St. Stephen's Gate,
where Stephen was stoned.

The way pilgrims have come for centuries
to pray at the scenes named by tradition.

And imagination can picture those events
when Jesus was led forth to be crucified.

The Via Dolorosa.

The way of the cross, named by tradition
as the road to Calvary.

Where the Savior crowned with thorns
carried his cross.

And their followed him says the gospel.

A great company of people and of women,
which also be wailed and lamented him.

But Jesus turning unto them said,
daughters of Jerusalem, wait not for me,

but wait for yourselves and for your
children.

When they were come to the place which is
called Calvary, where they crucified him.

The story in the
minds of the pilgrims as

they make this journey
along the Via Dolorosa.

The church of the Holy Sepulcher,
its ancient walls ever in need of repair,

legended as the scene of the resurrection.

Where at Easter the cry rings out,
he is risen, he is risen.

And finally, the Mount of Olives,
the scene of the ascension.

Africa, dark continent of long dramatic
legend.

Great fire mountains are just about the
most exciting of all the wonders of nature.

And here before us in
East Africa, is the Lord of

Volcanoes, with the rising
column of volcanic gas.

Shall we take a look right into the
burning crater?

Our synorama aerial cameraman,
Paul Mans, is afraid the sulfur fumes will

cut his engines for a
forced landing in what

could be a pit of hell
in Dante's inferno.

Africa renowned above all for its wonders
of the animal kingdom.

Heard of hippos on the Victoria Nile.

The bottom is as great for river horse.

The Greeks had a word for nearly
everything.

These do look a bit like horses there in
the river.

How would you like to ride a hippo?

Africa wonderland for numbers and varieties
of huge animals, like the elephant herd.

A monarch with a bird for a crown.

Now a bit of drama in the elephant
country.

For the local tribes, baby elephants are
fair game.

They capture them,
and tame them, or try to,

for the African elephant
is difficult to tame.

Let's join an elephant hunt and see how
they catch them.

The best from Jumbo.

Here's how they tame and train a baby
elephant.

At an elephant school.

How do you like going to school,
baby Jumbo?

The

end of a perfect day in elephant country.

Still trying to call them back to the
jungle.

African crocodiles are man-eaters.

So this is not a place where you and I can
swim and relax.

Pink flamingos in a pastel colored cloud.

Africa has only 5 million people of
European origin, and 200 million Africans,

like the Watusi in the Belgian Congo.

The tall people, seven footers are common
among them.

For a lofty stature, they are a wonder of
the human race.

High-jumping the favorite sport among the
Watusi.

Now they move it up an arch.

That solemn character standing at the
hurdle is a seven footer.

The

king approaches the mowami in Royal
ceremonial cluster.

With him, his Belgian advisor,
who is of ordinary European statue.

The Watusi are the tallest people on
earth.

King the mowami truly regal figure.

On with the dance, says the mowami.

His name is butero.

He's the star.

Tailed as the greatest dancer in Africa.

Then the jinsky of the Watusi.

The little girls of the tribe take their
dancing seriously.

Like grown-ups everywhere, amused by the
younger generation.

Now for a wonder name of legend and
mystery.

Tim Buck, too.

Below us.

Once a forbidden city, almost inaccessible
in the southern Sahara.

The goal for high adventure.

The Sahara salt caravan.

To the south, the tribal people have no
salt.

It's a rare luxury.

In this part of the Sahara, there are salt
oasis.

So these camels, a
thousand of them, carry

treasure to a world
where salt is like gold.

When we think of mighty wonders of nature,
two names always come to mind.

Niagara Falls and Victoria Falls.

Ah, but we are a long, long way from
honeymoon bridge.

Where we are now flying over Rhodesian.

We had our first thrill, so our first
wonder in South America.

It was oophones.

Now another.

A telltale cloud of spray heralds Victoria
Falls.

Found by Livingston.

Before Stanley, found here.

Wider than Niagara and twice as high.

What a challenge it is for Ciderama.

Here with the Zambezi, punches into a
narrow canyon.

The violent impact of water raising misty
clouds.

In the crater of an extinct volcano,
a lake that seems to mirror the dark,

strange beauty of Africa.

All around us now are the mountains of
Yemen.

One of the wildest, one of the least known
parts of the world.

And by the way, down here in these
mountains is where they first started to

grow coffee and where they first started
to drink.

From Africa, we have flown across to
Arabia.

Coming in over a land of desert and
enchantment.

Beyond these forbidding
mountains of Yemen on the coast,

we are heading for the
desolation of the inner desert.

With wonders rising like pajamas out of
the Arabian Nights.

Only a few miles ahead of us is the most
frightful of all deserts.

The Rubal Kali, the land of emptiness,
which the Arabs themselves never penetrate.

The empty quarter lies just beyond this
valley.

We're rounding a cliff.

We suddenly come upon one of the least
known wonders of the world.

A skyscraper city.

What could be strange?

The city of Shiba, in a region called the
Hadrima.

People living here in modern
looking skyscrapers, just

as they have lived since
before the dawn of history.

From time immemorial, the local pride here
has been to erect these tall buildings.

Why does the chicken cross the road?

Well, because the camels are going that
way.

Hopeful chicken.

The city water works.

Sayom, another skyscraper city.

There are several in this valley, right
on the edge of the land of emptiness.

At one time, this was the land of
frankincense and mer.

Now, let's visit a paramount shake of the
inner desert.

In fact, he is a sheriff.

That means a descendant of the Prophet
Muhammad.

Sheriff Hussain, we didn't expect such an
impressive ceremony as this.

It's like stepping back into the pages of
the Arabian Nights.

Thank you.

Subordinate shakes, pay on it.

They kiss his hand, and they kiss his
dagger.

Now, the camel stampede, camels by the
thousands.

This is the wealth of sheriff Hussain.

From the Hadra Mount and the borders of
Yemen, we swing north.

Right over in the Rubal Khan.

Directly across the empty corner.

The most forbidding desert honor.

Never crossed until recently.

And then, suddenly, we come upon a wonder
of modern technology.

Here on the face of the
desert, an oil pipeline,

extending for hundreds
of miles across the sands.

Why the streak of flame?

Oh, just waste gas.

The

better one on their camels
still traverse the ancient caravan

trails, just as they did before
the Prophet Muhammad was born.

But now, along the same
desert routes, come the

air-conditioned caravans
of the American oil name.

It may sound like a worn-out phrase to say
the old and the new.

But how can you avoid it here?

The old tribal life and the new
technology.

American oil raids.

Below this desert of eastern Arabia near
the Persian Gulf, is an ocean of oil

recently developed by
American oil mayor, bringing

about an extraordinary
phenomenon of the modern world.

At the Great Aramco refinery, a workday
ends.

The Muslim worker's prey in response to
the call of the mooisin, bowing in the

direction of the holy city of Mecca.

The ruler of this fabulous realm of oil is
King Saul, who receives oil royalties

amounting to a million dollars a day,
making Saul the richest man in the world.

The American Arabian oil city of Doran on
the Persian Gulf.

The desert falcon used for hunting.

Young America, right in the middle of the
Arabian night.

Take me out to the bowl game in the land
of Arabic.

And don't miss the donkey on the right.

King Saul, in some of his 30 sons,
appeared to be baseball fans.

Swinging west from the
desert to the song, from

the lands of the Orient
to the Western world.

Now we're looking down on that historic
point where Asia meets Europe.

Istanbul, old Constantinople on the bus
for us.

The straight that divides Europe from
Asia.

The city that lies on two continents on
the left Europe, on the right Asia.

Mount Olympus, home of the gods of ancient
Greece, Jupiter and his thunderbolts,

Apollo with his golden liar, Aphrodite the
goddess of love.

Imagine them all right there on that
cloudy summit.

The trail of Western civilization leads to
classical Greece, Athens.

They're on the Acropolis,
the Parthenon, Temple

of the Goddess Athena,
patroness of Athens.

The Parthenon, architectural wonder of the
world.

Could they be Plato and Socrates?

No, and not Demosthenes and Diogenes,
even.

That's the military costume of the modern
Greek mountaineer.

Along the portico of the
Parthenon, which may

be an ancient wonder,
but it is also modern.

Foreign Athens was born an idea that exists
today in every country where men are free.

For it was here twenty-five hundred years
ago, that was born the ideal of democracy,

liberty of the mind, freedom of the
spirit.

The Isles of Greece, center of the ancient
world, reminding us how easy it is now to

fly around the world and behold its
wonder.

On across the Mediterranean to Naples, rival
of Rio de Janeiro as a spectacular city.

The scene here is a wonder of long legend.

At the entrance of the
magnificent harbor, that

most famous volcano of
them all, mount Vesuvius.

Fortunately, now quite.

Not at all like it was when
it erupted in destroyed

Pompeii, off there to the right,
nineteen hundred years ago.

And what do we see ahead?

Whilst the leading tower of peace and that
slanting medieval wonder that still leans.

Rome is above all, the wonder city of
historic monuments, glorious architecture,

marvel to the fine arts
that have come down from

antiquity from the Middle
Ages and the Renaissance.

The modern metropolis too, this eternal
city.

What lucky travelers we are.

How few have had such an intimate sky view,
Saint Peter's and the Vatican as this.

We spiral right down over the Colosseum
and arrive in Rome at an auspicious time.

For now, the Roman Catholic
Church is celebrating the end

of the Marian year with a
splendor of ritual and pageant.

Colosseum still seems to proclaim the
power of the Roman Empire.

The corridor through which the gladiators
walked on their way into the arena to

fight and also to die before Caesar and
that cruel Roman crowd.

In this amphitheater, the Christians were
thrown to the lions.

Now here in this place of martyrdom,
Christian Lithily is recited.

The Roman Forum center the political life
of the Roman state.

Here you might commune with the shades of
Cicero, Caesar, Brutus and Mark Anthony.

Today Pope Pius XII will give a
benediction at Saint Peter's and all Rome

is going, three pilgrims in particular.

Bill,

but has recovered, and in a spirit of
thanksgiving, they are taking him to

receive the papal blessing on this day of
days.

Oh, but they are late.

Somebody is always late.

You'll constantly notice that obelisk in
the middle of the square.

It was brought to Rome for me,
it nearly 2,000 years ago, brought by one

of the Caesars, the interior
of the greatest church

in the world, never
before in life and for film.

Saint Peter's with Michelangelo's dome,
one of the wonders of the world,

the largest church in all of Christendom.

There

is Cardinal Spelman, the Cardinal helped
arrange this filming for Cinderella,

just arranging it with something of a
wonder.

Too late, it's all over.

Giovanni and Maria are sadly disappointed.

Will the bambino have to go without the
benediction of the Pope?

Apparently, yes.

They're told that all
they can do now is offer

up a prayer of thanksgiving
at the high altar.

But here is help.

They tell their story to a prelet,
and he informs them that the Pontiff has

gone to Castel Gandalfo, the people
residents in the hills outside Rome.

There he will give a special benediction.

They can attend by getting a special
permission.

So quickly they are on their way.

Castel Gandalfo, the
changing of the Swiss guards

in their uniforms
designed by Michelangelo.

If it's easy to send
me, the change of the

silver boss is the man
and the same in parallel.

At the period, at the period
of sanctity, the change

of the silver boss is the
man and the same in parallel.

I have

long thought about capturing the
magnificence of a papal ceremony,

and that was it.

Like something out of the Middle Ages.

On this flight around the world,
we have seen many, many wonders,

and we could go on and on.

By the way, we may have missed your
favorite completely.

So far we have visited four continents
with one more to go, our own.

The wonders there may be
familiar to all of us, but how

can our search be complete
without a look at some of that?

So, for an epilogue, let's span the
Atlantic, and then from all that we have

seen around the globe, let's choose our
magic seven.

That magic seven to be selected by you,
and you, and you.

Hail Fair Lady, here we are again.

We've been visiting ancient lands,
and ours is a new country.

We've seen many an
edifice of majestic masonry,

while our tall buildings
are of structural steel.

New York, engineered with steel.

The Empire State tallest
of buildings, a quarter

of a mile high, with
its 60,000 tons of steel.

Would you include it as one of the magic
seven?

The familiar geometrical beauty of a great
bridge.

Ah, yes, we are at home among exploits of
engineering, such as harnessing the water

power of the new world, like
the Hoover Dam, which holds

back the waters of the largest
of all lakes made by man.

Of the seven wonders of the ancient world,
only one was of practical utility,

the lighthouse of Alexander, the fellows.

The other six were all aesthetic in
character.

But ours is an era of technological
wonders that are useful to man.

Home sweet home in the technological 20th
century.

In Texas, it means an oil well right in
your front yard.

Ah, but in utter contrast to the
complexities of modern technology,

ours is also a country where simplicity
has its greatest hold on man, like the

little white church of the Protestant
tradition.

The Sunday service of gospel, sermon,
and hands.

The old American tradition of church and
family.

The simplicities that are so much our own.

Won't you join us, stranger?

Thanks, ladies.

Those stakes are so irresistible.

I couldn't keep from coming over to find
out what you're doing.

And what are you doing?

Oh, I, we are looking for the seven
wonders in the world.

Have you any suggestions?

The seven wonders?

That's easy.

Just count them, stranger.

There are my seven wonders of the world.

Perhaps you're right.

Maybe we shouldn't have bothered about the
Taj Mahal, Victoria Falls and all the rest.

What about our natural wonders?

Such as the Grand Canyon of the Colorado.

Where

are your falls in Africa?

What would you now say about our own
Niagara?

The world sentimental one.

Would you put on your list of the magic
seven?

The oldest living thing on earth?

The giant sequoia of California?

It's like standing before the spire of a
church that points to the heavens.

Here, where man seems humble
and deep, beneath these trees

that were alive 1,000 years
before the birth of Christ.

Three thousand years old.

What more appropriate place to conclude
our odyssey?