24 MY horse; my love. 



falling from my horse unconscious, the noble creat- 

 ure seized my clothing in his teeth, and lifting me 

 from the ground, carried me to a safe distance. 

 Three times in the course of this removal I recov- 

 ered consciousness, when he would lay me down 

 again most carefully. Each time I found myself 

 farther away from the scene of battle, and at last 

 began to revive. Some of my regiment had fol- 

 lowed us, but brave Omar would allow nobody to 

 approach me, standing guard defiantly over me, 

 until my own servant arrived. " 



How dearly you must have loved so noble an 

 animal! Where did you find one of such rare intelli- 

 gence? 



" Omar 11. was of the pure Nedj breed of Arabia, 

 the rarest and finest in all the world. His father, 

 Omar I., I obtained by stratagem (as well as his 

 mother, Ansha), leaving in his place $15,000 in gold, 

 as these horses are never bought or sold. Omar II. 

 had been my especial pet and charge since his birth, 

 and a more perfect animal never lived." 



