318 TRY HER STYLE! 



she attempts nothing but a balance seat, and her knees 

 wobble in and out as she progresses along the street in 

 charge of her black attendant. She is a sight to behold, 

 and unquestionably the oddest Amazon there is. She can- 

 not properly be said to have any seat at all ; but as the 

 ass never shies or acts otherwise than as should a well- 

 behaved little fellow to whose care is confided so precious 

 a burden, and as his gait a rack or amble is ease itself, 

 the lady's seat on her saddle is secure enough. Under the 

 saddle is an indefinite array of blankets, which raise her 

 far above his back. 



I desire to suggest to those of our lady friends who 

 wish to startle the community, and to grasp such addi- 

 tional public attention as their natural charms do not en- 

 tice, that in lieu of riding a la militaire, they adopt the 

 Egyptian lady's seat. That such a rider would be the 

 cynosure of neighboring eyes cannot for a moment be 

 doubted. But I should not like to insure her a long 

 promenade. 



Her Egyptian ladyship's little mount is often clipped in 

 fancy patterns all over his body. Around the hind-legs, 

 just above the hocks, are bands of zigzags alternating with 

 straight lines; on the buttocks are various neat devices 

 produced by the scissors. Around the neck hang some 

 chains of brass or gilt coins, or blue and yellow beads, 

 and the bit has a row of jangling rings all of which 

 make merry music to the fair one's progress. This seems 

 appropriate enough. But when you see a selfish Moslem 

 comfortably bestriding his ass, while his pretty, young, 

 only half-veiled wife trudges in the mud behind him, with 

 much ado keeping up with the donkey's rapid gait, one 

 wonders which is the brute of the twain who go in front. 

 The four-footed one would never be so selfish. 



