336 THE ARAB HOESE OF AFRICA. 



Arab we may learn something worth the knowing, we 

 must acknowledge that both the horse and his rider 

 will be benefited by the diffusion among us of the views 

 imported by General Daumas from the Great Sahara. 



We have not touched upon the second part of his 

 work, in which he gives a vivid picture of the manners 

 of the desert, and we are far from having made our 

 readers acquainted with all that is note-worthy in rela- 

 tion to horses the special subject of our article. We 

 must desist, however, and now conclude with com- 

 mending the work to the perusal of all interested in 

 anthropology 



" The proper study of mankind is man." 



Who can fail to wish to know more of the singular 

 being who, in the conclusion of a ' Chant to his War- 

 horse/ draws this picture of himself ? 



" I am an Arab. I know to command and to combat ; 

 My name protects the feeble and the afflicted ; 

 My flocks are the reserve of the poor, 

 And the stranger in my tent is named the Welcome One. 

 The Almighty has loaded me with his gifts, 

 But time turns upon itself, and turns back, 

 And if I must drink one day of the two cups of life, 

 I will show that adversity cannot humiliate my soul. 

 My virtue shall be resignation, 

 My fortune the contempt of riches, 

 My happiness the hope of another life ; 

 And if poverty were to grasp me by the throat, 

 I would not the less glorify Allah." 



