Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . A Modern Steam-Dahabeah 696 HARPERS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. grinning, blue-nightgowned youth—beganto air his three words of English for ourbenefit, so that finally we made bold to askhim the name of one of the steeds. Pic-ture our surprise when the answer came,prompt as rhyme, He Fair Rosalie!Proud was no word for it. At the greatnessthrust upon him the fortunate rider sat upvery straight and stiff, waiting for a chanceto parade his luck, when a neighbor attable—a stocky youth from the States —hove alongside, and sang out, I say,Ive go
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . A Modern Steam-Dahabeah 696 HARPERS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. grinning, blue-nightgowned youth—beganto air his three words of English for ourbenefit, so that finally we made bold to askhim the name of one of the steeds. Pic-ture our surprise when the answer came,prompt as rhyme, He Fair Rosalie!Proud was no word for it. At the greatnessthrust upon him the fortunate rider sat upvery straight and stiff, waiting for a chanceto parade his luck, when a neighbor attable—a stocky youth from the States —hove alongside, and sang out, I say,Ive got a peach of a donkey,—her namesFair Rosalie,—aint she a corker? Wewere aghast, almost personally insultedby his silly mistake, but, after all, hewas more to be pitied than snubbed, and—he had pushed on ahead, while in hisplace a puffing, blowing little English-man in check riding - breeches pressedhard for the right of way. Aw—byJove — jolly fools these Arabs, hedrawled in a voice of serious objec-tion. Boy says my donkeys named. Donkey-Boys Race at Luxor Fair Rosalie—beastly amusing, because—er—cant be, you know! and he toowas lost in the crowd. Were we goingmad, or—no; quite in another direction,for before he knew it Fair Rosalies riderfound himself prone in the dust be-side Fair Rosalie, while the donkey-boyexplained that he had only twisted hertail to make her go faster, and a white-haired Princeton professor in gold-rimmed spectacles bent over the suf-ferer and asked if he were hurt. Theunfortunate one mounted and went on,but the professor still hovered protect-ingly alongside, his mild voice mur-muring : I have been greatly inter-ested in studying the poetic strainwhich one finds so prominently exempli-fied in the Eastern races, and in thesepeople of Egypt it seems curiously inter-woven with the most apparently materialside of their existence. Could there beanything more charming, for instance,than the name its master has bestowedon this pretty li
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