will not be happy with these Turks. Go home to my tent. Tell my wife
that she will never see me again. Lick the hands of my children with
your tongue, as a token of my love."

He then bit off with his teeth the cords that tied the horse, and set
him free. The horse looked at his master for a minute or two. Then he
caught him with his teeth by the belt and ran off with him into the
desert. On and on across the sand he ran. He never stopped until he
had laid Hassan down beside his wife and children. Then, worn out with
his long run, he dropped dead at his master's feet.

All the people around wept when they heard the story. Arab poets made
songs about Hassan and his horse.

The Arabs do not eat very much. Their chief meal is supper. They have
supper in the evening. They are very fond of coffee. Did you ever
hear of Mocha coffee? It comes from Mocha, a town in Arabia. Most of
the Arabs take their coffee without sugar or milk.

They always make their bread in thin cakes. Then they bake the bread
on hot iron plates or in an open oven. They also have ground wheat
cooked with a little butter. Arabs who are rich have mutton or camel's
flesh, and also rice. All eat vegetables and fruits of various kinds.

There are many kinds of fruit in Arabia. But the greatest and best of
all is the date. This grows on the date-palm tree. The date palm
grows very high. The Arabs are very proud of it. Every part of it is
of use to them. Its fruit is the chief food of many of the people.
You have seen and perhaps you have eaten dried dates. They are not
nearly so sweet or so good as the fruit when taken off the tree. The