Waylaid and Captured 
particular occasion. The oracle of Efa having 
counselled Areh to ride only a white horse, he 
purchased a beautiful Arabian of that color. Not 
being willing for any of his own people to ride 
his old war horse, he persuaded me to buy it. It 
was the largest horse in all that country and, for 
that reason, was known everywhere as “Areh’s 
war horse.” He was so savage and unmanage¬ 
able that I named him “Bucephalus.” To be 
more secure in my seat and to be able to sub¬ 
due him, 1 ordered a Mexican saddle and spurs, 
and these with a pair of boots arrived just in time 
to be used on this journey. This outfit, in con¬ 
nection with Areh’s famous horse, helped to get 
me into serious trouble. 
We set out on the morning of the first anni¬ 
versary of my arrival in Ejahyay. We found the 
farms and wayside villages entirely deserted. 
By this we knew that we might meet enemies at 
any moment and proceeded with increasing cau¬ 
tion as we got farther from home. But I was 
too young and too thoughtless to take in the 
seriousness of the situation, notwithstanding the 
fact that my companion had become both watch¬ 
ful and silent. I could not realize that a Yoruban 
might harm me, and I tried to enjoy the ride as if 
all was peace. On the other hand, my corn- 
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