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my dwelling as my child. I did never beat or 

 chide thee ; I caressed thee in the proudest 

 manner. God preserve thee, my beloved ; thou 

 art beautiful, thou art sweet, thou art lovely ! 

 God defend thee from envious eyes !" 



M. de Chateaubriand, in his Travels in Greece, 

 thus relates the feat of an Arab mare, which died 

 to save her master. 



'* When I was at Jerusalem, a feat of one 

 of these steeds made a great noise. The Bedouin, 

 to whom the animal, a mare, belonged, being 

 pursued by the governor's guards, rushed with 

 her from the top of the hills that overlooked 

 Jericho. The mare scoured at full gallop down 

 an almost perpendicular declivity without 

 stumbling, leaving the pursuers lost in admira- 

 tion and astonishment. The poor animal, how- 

 ever, dropped down dead on entering Jericho, 

 and the Bedouin, who would not quit her, was 

 taken, weeping over the body of his faithful 

 companion. This mare," he continues, *' has 

 a brother in the desert, who is so famous, 

 that the Arabs alwavs know where he has 

 been, where he is, what he is doing and how he 

 does." 



The following well known story addresses 

 itself peculiarly to the feelings in favour of the 

 poor Arab of the desert. 



