i6o Bedouin Tribes of the Etiphrates. [cii. xxir, 



own countrymen. I am glad Mohammed did not 

 see them. 



Our journey is over, and we are once more in 

 England, with no more tangible record of our 

 winter's adventures, and of the friends we made 

 in the desert, than Meshiir's pistols hung up over 

 the chimney-piece of the hall, and half-a-dozen 

 Arabian mares grazing in the park outside. Sherifa 

 is one of them, with a pretty bay colt at her heels, 

 while Hagar seems to enjoy galloping and jump- 

 ing; hurdles on Enoiish o-round. Mohammed's sura, 

 liajar, the stone head from Palmyra, lies on a table 

 among whips and umbrellas, the nucleus of a col- 

 lection of antiques, and letters have arrived from 

 Aleppo announcing the great news of the day, the 

 alliance of Jedaan and Faris. 



All is finished but the last few serious chapters, 

 with which Wilfrid proposes to end this book for 

 me. In them the information we picked up during 

 our travels will be embodied, and, though he sa}'^ 

 they will probably be dull, I trust they may not be 

 Avithout practical value. 



