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THE SULTAN OF TURKEl^ 



to keep a secret watch out on that particular 

 bale of hay. When we arrived in Alexan- 

 dretta, the spy, who had seized our guns on our 

 way in, hunted through everything, but failed 

 to find what he was after. 



I had collapsed twice that morning with the 

 intense heat, and went out with the first light- 

 er of horses to the steamer. No greater sigh 

 of relief was ever heaved than when I saw com- 

 ing on the last lighter to our boat, as she lay 

 anchored in the Mediterranean, the last of the 

 horses and mares, and with them a bale of hay, 

 that meant more than all the other bales of hay 

 I had ever seen. 



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