MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



But on the way back from Aleppo he was en- 

 tirely converted and became an enthusiast. 

 As I mentioned above, he was riding the 

 Abeyeh mare and determined to put his to the 

 test. It was a foolish thing to do, for the heat 

 was terrific and the mare had a bad cough and 

 cold. At home she would have been in the 



m^. 







An old warrior of the Anezeh. 



care of a veterinary. Moore, with his rifle and 

 ammunition and $4,000 in gold, which he was 

 carrying, weighed 300 pounds. Nevertheless 

 he galloped her thirty-five miles in four hours 

 and a half, carrying all the weight. He did 



[156] 



