"It was a matter of surprise to us, how our horses stood
without injury all the exposure, severe work, and often
short commons, to which they were constantly subjected.
When we came to a place where barley was to be procured,
the grooms carried away as much as they could; when none
was to be had, we gave our nags peas and _tibbin_,
(chopped straw, the only forage used in the East,) or
any thing we could lay hands on; they had little or no
grooming, and frequently the saddles were not even
removed from their backs. But I believe that nothing
save the high mettle of the desert blood would carry an
animal through all this toil and privation; and as to
the much-extolled kindness of the Arab towards his
horse, although it may be the case in the far deserts of
the Hedged and Hedjar, I can avow that I never saw these
noble animals treated with more inhuman neglect than I
witnessed in the whole of my wanderings through Syria."
The dreariness of a ride through the desolate plains and rugged rocks
of Palestine, was diversified with startling adventures; and the fact
of several of the powers of Europe and many of the tribes of Asia
having chosen that sterile region for their battle-place, gave rise to
some very odd coincidences. People from all the ends of the earth, who
were lounging away their existence some three or four months before,
without any anticipation of treading in the footsteps of the
crusaders--some smoking strong tobacco in the coffeehouses of Berlin,
or leaning gracefully (like the Chinese Admiral Kwang) against the
pillars of the Junior United Service Club in London--or driving a
heavy curricle in the Prado at Vienna--or reading powerfully for
honours at the Great Go at Oxford--or climbing Albanian hills--or
reclining in the silken recesses of a harem at Constantinople--all
were thrown together in such unexpected groups, and found themselves
so curiously banded together, that the tame realities of an ordinary
campaign were thrown completely into the shade. The following
introduces us to another member of the foray, whose character seems to
have been such a combination of the gallant soldier and light-hearted
troubadour, that we read of his after fate, in dying of the plague at
Damascus, with great regret:--
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