Americans And Arabs

When caravans meet upou the scorchng sands the sheikhs and dragloinen, after having passed the usual courtesie8, begin to inquire as to thenativity of the travelers. This dialogue is cunducted something like this: "Is yours a French party?" "No." "English, then?" "No." "Ah, Americana?'1 'Yes." "Ah, you don't say; Americana?" and the swarthy face of the sturdy Arab is iminediately wreathed n smiles, for his heart, for sorae un'athonable reason, away in the boundess stretehes of burning sand, he noursbes a tender feeling for the song and daughters of Columbia. Mr. Wilson found an old sheikh at the Pyramids, who, out of pure, spontaneous admiratioh for him personally and naturally, and without the slightest hope of reward, followed him to Cairo and conti nued in his company for two weeks. When they parted American and Arab hugged each other with a warmth ouly found in the Oriënt and bom of friendship under tryintt cireumstances. -