The Entire Project Gutenberg Works of Mark Twain eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 714 pages of information about The Entire Project Gutenberg Works of Mark Twain.

The Entire Project Gutenberg Works of Mark Twain eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 714 pages of information about The Entire Project Gutenberg Works of Mark Twain.
that make a track in the dust like a pie with a slice cut out of it.  They are not particular about their diet.  They would eat a tombstone if they could bite it.  A thistle grows about here which has needles on it that would pierce through leather, I think; if one touches you, you can find relief in nothing but profanity.  The camels eat these.  They show by their actions that they enjoy them.  I suppose it would be a real treat to a camel to have a keg of nails for supper.

While I am speaking of animals, I will mention that I have a horse now by the name of “Jericho.”  He is a mare.  I have seen remarkable horses before, but none so remarkable as this.  I wanted a horse that could shy, and this one fills the bill.  I had an idea that shying indicated spirit.  If I was correct, I have got the most spirited horse on earth.  He shies at every thing he comes across, with the utmost impartiality.  He appears to have a mortal dread of telegraph poles, especially; and it is fortunate that these are on both sides of the road, because as it is now, I never fall off twice in succession on the same side.  If I fell on the same side always, it would get to be monotonous after a while.  This creature has scared at every thing he has seen to-day, except a haystack.  He walked up to that with an intrepidity and a recklessness that were astonishing.  And it would fill any one with admiration to see how he preserves his self-possession in the presence of a barley sack.  This dare-devil bravery will be the death of this horse some day.

He is not particularly fast, but I think he will get me through the Holy Land.  He has only one fault.  His tail has been chopped off or else he has sat down on it too hard, some time or other, and he has to fight the flies with his heels.  This is all very well, but when he tries to kick a fly off the top of his head with his hind foot, it is too much variety.  He is going to get himself into trouble that way some day.  He reaches around and bites my legs too.  I do not care particularly about that, only I do not like to see a horse too sociable.

I think the owner of this prize had a wrong opinion about him.  He had an idea that he was one of those fiery, untamed steeds, but he is not of that character.  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.  We can see the long, whale-backed ridge of Mount Hermon projecting above the eastern hills.  The “dews of Hermon” are falling upon us now, and the tents are almost soaked with them.

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