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ment; his eyes glistened and his ears nearly 

 touched each other at the points as he ran from 

 one horse to the other. His excitement was 

 so great that we shall never forget it. It 

 seemed as if such an unexpected meeting had 

 never taken place before. Those who may 

 think that dumb animals have no way of ex- 

 pressing their feelings, should have been pres- 

 ent at this twilight celebration. The colt fair- 

 ly kissed his mother and his joy knew no 

 bounds. He tried to be her baby again and 

 suck, forgetting that he had long been weaned. 

 He kicked up his heels and cantered about, 

 stopping to lick her all over. Then, with a 

 squeal, he started, with his little tail high up, 

 to run and run round her. He almost stam- 

 peded some camels with his antics. He ran 

 so close to the other horses we were afraid he 

 would trip on their hobbles. He forgot he was 

 tired and leg-weary, forgot his baby feet 

 had no shoes. Fifty Arabs and grooms, and 

 we three, were half laughing and crying to- 

 gether to see the boy celebrate his joy. All 

 this time his mother acted bashfully as if she 

 were saying: "Don't mind him; he's just my 

 boy." The grooms tried, when he was tired 

 out, to fasten him near his brother, but no hob- 



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