6 ARAB BOYS AT PLAY. 



2;ontal lines, about seven feet apart, of red bricks, nine 

 and a half inches square and two inches thick each. 

 These and the cement are of such excellent M^orkman- 

 ship that nothing seems to sever them. 



Imagine the noise and bustle in this enormous 

 enclosure, when occupied Ijy a Roman army, con- 

 sisting of thousands of citizen and auxiliary troops, 

 Greeks, Ligurians and Nubians, with their entire 

 war material, undergoing drill to the sound of flute 

 and drum, mounting guard and manufacturing arms, 

 although we must not forget that the Roman disci- 

 pline was exemplary. Now the Zagreet, the pierc- 

 ing cry of the Egyptian women, expressing joy or 

 sorrow, is the only sound that sometimes thrills the 

 air of this classical ground. 



On leaving the camp, or rather the spot where 

 it had once existed, I heard a great din of voices 

 in the minor key rapidly approaching, and in my 

 haste to see what was going on, I nearly upset the 

 paraphernalia of an artist engaged in committing 

 to paper the antics of a most comical group. Great 

 was my joy, by the hj, when I recognized in him 

 the genial Mr. Tetar van Elven, the well known 

 painter of Oriental subjects. Here was a jolly tar, 

 more than half seas over, astride on a diminutive 

 donkey, holding on with all his might, the animal 



