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Our party at starting consisted of

He did not care for Paris-where we
had agreed to pass weck-and would
join us at Marseilles. to which port the
Susan. beautiful schooner Of l20
tons. had been sent on TO await us.
or our visits TO Malta, Geuoa, Ma
pies, have nothing u say. Our next
point was Alexandria. perhaps the
most interesting city in the East. but
which we untravelled ones thought
very strange and Oriental until we had
seen Cairo. Therc-at that hotel.
which kind Providence. watchful over
poor travellers comfort. caused TO be
burnt down the other day-we fell in
with an old friend Of Willie Templar's.
Col. Mason, one of those rest css be-
ings who are incess antly CRYING down
foreign countries and never remaining
more than mounth or two at home.
10 use his own expression. the East
was the greatest swindle out and vet
he had made himself as much at home
at Beyrout, Damascus, ,Constantinoplc.
and on the Nile. ~ he ever had been
IN Pail Mall. Tie spoke Arabic and
Turkish like native. and knew the
Holy Land better than n German cour-
Ter knows the Rhine. Such guide.
philosopher. and friend was invalua.
bile. la due time lie was enlisted, at
tested. and shipped on board the Su-
san, with the rank of Capt Pasha.
From the hour OF our leaving Jaha
nuftl Bur - DaVra,t Era,l- 4
been most uncompanionable. Moth
ing could persuade him 10 visit scenes
OF interest IN our company, or even at
the same times. We had to wait for
him here, push on 10 ovcrtake him
there. Dear. loving >usey explained
that we were only sight-sccrs and he
something more. We grumblcd. and
were satisfied. Franks capacity for
di-agreeing with every one and disar-
ranging every plan hal catered into
the sublime.
By the time We returned To the coast
the qnails had begun 10 arrive. Bey-
rout Is not a pleasant residence, and
as the Susan requlred some repairs.
the prosecution of which rendered liv-
ing on board out of the question. n
expedition was planned 10 place
about twenty miles oil. on the sea.
"her, the best shooting could he had
We were 10 rough 1t ia an Old half
ruined fort, witn the all Of six camel
loads of camp bedding, spal king
Moscile and other wines. pottei treas
ures OF all sorts from Morton, and
Tcnplar French cook from the Susan.
Accidents will happen in the best re- su-
lated 'roushing, and when two casks.
which We fondis counted upon TO con
tain biscuits. turn".i ~, ~ bo guupow-
der. Willie was very cross.
The quail were inconstant as usual
one day wc got 4 hundrc shots within
a mile II our starting point the next
had not a blrd. Still We cnjoyed our
selves immensely 5 and all-for
there was plenty of sketching TO be
done, and the novelty OF their life in
the old fort amused them The only
drawback was the absence ot our Cap
tain Pasha. who was obliged TO remain
behind at Beyrout on business for a
week. Even Frank was sociable. For
the first time in his life lie appeared to
be contcnted with himself aud his sur
roundings.
| dare say. if the truth were known,
that old Charley Napier was responsi.
ble for knocking all military impor-
taEcc out Of the fort What remained
of 1t had served once for a lazaretto.
and was portioned of in the usual
Turkish sty le.-A square block of sol
id masonry entered through massive
door. over what had been moat, but
was now half filled up with ruins and
rubbish, a small courtyard. leading 10
a broad. low staircase, and ut its TOP "A
spacious hall, out of which all the 9th
er rooms opened. Such was our dwell
ing. A table made of two old doors
supported on casks, and five wIne-cases
for chalrs-such was our furniture.
The ladies had their cots from the
yacht. We our hammocks. What would
YOU more! If we had had nothiag but
our quail. and the red mullet which
, uhutl
with net-brought US every morning,
we should have lived like fighting
cocks.
How bright the fire-tlies are said,
Kate Templar one night when We had
finished dinner. and were grouped
round the open window. See there is
the date groves! They make quite
glow
'Fire-flies don't give tnat red light,
katey, said her sister-in-lsw. What
you see are sparks of a fire. Look,
Willie it's blazing up now.
You're right, Susey. It's q fire,
sure enough, replied Templar. But
what the deuce does it mean. | hope
it's not some confounded fellows from
the town come TO spoil our fun
As he spoke another fire, and an
other, and another. broke out in the
dark wood, and the distant hum Of
voices reached us on the nighht.
by Jove, it's a regular encampment.'
cried our host. 'Tnere'll be no shoot
ing for US tomorrow, Max, unless we
want to be bagged ourselves. I've
seen that sort Of fellows quailing on
the Marmora, and they'll shoot a bird
right in your face
WELL l replied, the country's wide
enough, if there is only good pass OF
birds. Let them go their way and
we'll 60 the other
ANYHOW. it's bore to be interrupt
ed, and We so comfortable grumbled
Tempiar, lighting cigar; but sup
pose they've as good a right here AS
we.'
The silence which followed was
broken by voice below.
is that you, Templar!'
BY Jove, it's the Pasha? exclaimed
Willie, starting up; and two days be.
fore his time This is jollyr
Come down. want you. l want
Max. too. my horse is hurtI-
won't keep you ten minutes. Arc you