MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



wonders of the New York Hippodrome, but I 

 did. No eyes ever saw as his did that after- 

 noon. He had never seen elephants, nor any 

 pictures of them. He had not even heard of 

 the beast. His first query was to ask if they 

 were real, or just made of cloth. He saw 

 Mermaids come from the water and return 

 again. If the roof had dropped in and sprung 

 back to its place. Said would have thought 

 it was on the regular programme. 



After each show his brain was worn out for 

 a day, and occasionally severe headaches fol- 

 lowed, but his comments were often delight- 

 fully true. 



Especially are his criticisms on the high-act- 

 ing horses of the National Horse Show worthy 

 of publishing here. He had never seen a 

 horse artificially exhibited. He came from a 

 race of people who, strangely enough, believe 

 that if God did not intend a horse to hold its 

 head up, it is a shame to pull it up with 

 a chain. He also had the curious idea that if 

 a horse does not elevate its tail naturally, it 

 is cruel to dock the tail. Of course such ideas 

 are desert barbarisms, but at the Horse Show 

 they sounded naive and amusing. 



One day, accompanied by an interpreter, he 



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