AKMET HAFFEZ AND THE MARE 



gathered, but they fell back leaving an empty 

 space for the mares. 



The war mare, the present from the Supreme 

 Ruler, was the chestnut. She seemed to 



My Royal Present, Wadduda, the War Mare, with Said Abdalla 



be fretting to get out of the only town she 

 had ever been in. In her highly carried tail, 

 I saw some blue beads tied gracefully in her 

 hair. I knew they were to keep off the "Evil 

 Eye." I went up to her, but she put back 

 her ears as if she would bite or strike or kick. 

 It appears that I, in European dress, was the 

 worst object she had ever seen. Her name 

 they told me was "Wadduda," meaning love; 

 that she was a Sesrlawie Al Abed, seven years 



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