MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



rowed silk hat again, and an officer, who could 

 speak a little English, asked Thompson if he 

 did not find it a warm day for an overcoat ; so 

 discovered, he took it off. We laid our hats 



on the big table, among 

 the other plug hats, and 

 some in the room smiled 

 again. 



From the balcony win- 

 dow we watched battalion 

 after battalion arrive and 

 form a mile in each direc- 

 tion; all along the route 

 of the short parade sol- 

 diers stood with bayonets 

 in their rifles. Band after 

 band came, that reminded 

 me of the Silverton band, 

 in Oregon. One was actu- 

 ally playing the same 

 , march we used to play in 

 Silverton — "Belgrade." 



Troops had been form- 

 ing for more than an 

 hour. We noticed that there was a great dif- 

 ference between them and our soldiers, and at 

 first we could not think what the difference 



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A Royal Eunuch. 



