I know the Arab had this idea, because when he brought the horse out for inspection in Beirout, he kept jerking at the bridle and shouting in Arabic, "Ho! will you?
Do you want to run away, you ferocious beast, and break your neck ?" when all the time the horse was not doing anything in the world, and only looked like he wanted to lean up against something and think.

Whenever he is not shying at things, or reaching after a fly, he wants to do that yet.

How it would surprise his owner to know this.
We have been in a historical section of country all day.

At noon we camped three hours and took luncheon at Mekseh, near the junction of the Lebanon Mountains and the Jebel el Kuneiyiseh, and looked down into the immense, level, garden-like Valley of Lebanon.

To-night we are camping near the same valley, and have a very wide sweep of it in view.