Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 5, May 1852Various
General
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 5, May 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
is his natural faculty.” The Arabs thus express the idea, “_Le djouad
suivant sa race._” The high bred horse has no need of learning to run!
The esteem of the Arab for his horse is conveyed in the following
sentiment of the sage and saint, Ben-el-Abbas, which has been handed
down from generation to generation: “Love thy horses—take care of
them—spare thyself no trouble; by them comes honor, and by them is
obtained beauty. If horses are abandoned by others, I take them into my
family; I share with them and my children the bread; my wives cover them
with their veils, and wrap themselves in their housings; I daily take
them to the field of adventure; and, carried away by their impetuous
course, I can fight with the most valiant.”
General Daumas thus describes a combat between two tribes, drawn from
life, for he enjoyed many opportunities for witnessing such
scenes:—“The horsemen of the two tribes are in front, the women in the
rear, ready to excite the combatants by their cries and applause: they
are protected by the infantry who also form the reserve. The battle is
commenced by little bands of ten or fifteen horsemen, who hover on the
flanks, and seek to turn the enemy. The chiefs, at the head of a compact
body, form the centre.
“Presently the scene becomes warm and animated—the young cavaliers, the
bravest and best mounted, dash forward to the front, carried away by
their ardor and thirst for blood. They uncover their heads, sing their
war-songs, and excite to the fight by these cries—‘Where are those who
have mistresses? It is under their eyes that the warriors fight to-day.
Where are those who by their chiefs always boast of their valor? Now let
their tongues speak loud, and not in those babblings. Where are those
who run after reputation? Forward! forward! children of powder! Behold
these sons of Jews—our sabres shall drink their blood—their goods we
will give to our wives!’ These cries inflame the horsemen—they make
their steeds bound, and unsling their guns—every face demands
blood—they mingle in the fray, and sabre cuts are everywhere exchanged.
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