Arizona silver belt., 1888-04-28
LAZY LIFE IN EGYPT.
How tho Giaours Enjoy Themselves at
 Cairene HOteL

How tho Giaours Enjoy Themselves at
 Cairenc Hotel.
 Cairo, with its strange history and stranger streets, its mosques and bazars, is charming study. All nations meet here: all languages and all customs ob- tain here, and of wonderful costumes and merchandise there is no end. Iu this sweetest of winter climates life seems too short to be in a hurry; indeed, it is not worth living unless one can loiter. The dorkeys and cats alone would make q lifelong study; when they lift up their voices either singly or in concert, the very stars in heaven quake, and the moon turns pale and trembles. And then there are the people who own the cats and who ride the donkeys- several decades might be devoted to them. An Egyptian woman is an ob- feet when on foot; but when she mounts a donkey she is a visionl To begin with, she rides on both sides of the animal, and when her curious black drapery bags out in the wind, and the donkey disappears, save that his big ears and small legs twinkle occasionally into view, sensations fade. words fail and one feels the need of rest and nourishment. Dodg- ing under camels; stepping over dogs and children; pushing aside donkeys and people, one finds a narrow alley leading off the Mouskee, and seeming to wind it's tortuous way into strange places. One or two smaller alleys turn off; then be- fore you rises a low arcned way. The shadow is very deep; you are evidently under house, and a keen wind, like that in q narrow mountain tlefile, nearly takes your hat off. A wide gate stands H,pcn; one, moment takes you through, past the group of guardian Arabs; you turn a corner. and before you opens the beautiful garden of tho hotel.
 Sycamores and ac;ici;as bend and droop over the flower beds: roses and Gelr de Tvs wave m tine wind; great bamboos, more than forty feet high. sway with long. slow motion: the red hibiscus burns liko fire in the green gloom; the shadowy palms whisper softly to the fresh wind corning in from the desert; the little wag tails hop about the path; the doves mourn their hearts out Ill the treo tons: the cloudess, rainless sky spreads blue tLltONt. SslNl lilC SNA4l NOtllCS NlJNsu i(C- tween the leaves in thousand golden streams.
 Occasionally the sweet stiffness is dis turbed by ''personally conducted" mob; but fortunately not often. People who know how to live in Egypt come here and life goes on as it should in the land of the lotus. Excursions are made easily; sights arc seen intclligcntly; there is quiet talk and peaceful thought here in the fragrant garden. An artist paints with his Arab and Fellah models grouped in the sunshine on the piazza; further on an Englishnlan sits translating an Arab book; still further down the vine draped vista some Arab sheyks are bargaining with knowing Psychologists for antiques -.-scarahs and ugly little gods-strange old rings and Coptic cmbroideries.
 Down in the garden the artists wife and an American woman drum softly on darabukkah, while on the path in front of them Fellah girl kneels, trying faith fully totcach them q native song. Strange and wild it is, with an unaccountable measure that can only be caught by ear, not learned by method. Near by con juror does his marvellous tricks, his nlys- teriUus call of ''galla, galla!" now and then rising above the low harbaric song. An East Indian merchant, with his rich stlllrs spread over chairs and benches, his gold and silver wares glittcring in the suil- light, chaffers persuasively with 8 group of people, who try vainly to look sui ficiently indifferent to make him lower his prices. The monday sun is blazing overhead; the birds are still, and tho roses droop little, but sitting quietly in the shade is not so bad, and the desert wind coming over the garden of aneighboring slcyli. has crisp, cool touch to it. Later the scene dissolves, and the company go their different ways to meet again after dinner under the broad fall of moonlight. Then cigars and talk of the days doings, stories of odd adventures, stories of "old ti!nes, " when they first came down into Egypt, and so the pleasant days drift by. Cairo Cor. Louisville Courier-Journal.