STEPPE-FIRES 



sudden burst of fire illumining the mountain peaks 

 with a glowing light. For days and nights the fire 



raged. 



But the big game of the steppe, unconcerned and un- 

 moved by the mighty spectacle, came as usual to the 

 pools of water near by, and not far from the camp 

 crouched my native guards, dark-skinned, half naked, 

 with shields and spears and swords, humming their an- 

 cient battle songs. 



And I, viewing the wonderful and unique sight, saw 

 passing before my mind's eye the heroes and gods of the 

 Norse sagas, into whom that great German magician of 



GRANT GAZELLES ON TIIK MAKCII 



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