PARADE OF ACTORS AND ORIENTAL BAND ON STREET OF CAIRO.
DAMASCAN SWORDSMEN.
The procession with its gay music and trappings broke up at last, and the tall camel came to a place near the gate and knelt down on a mat in obedience to his keeper.
“Who wants to make a wedding tour through the Street of Cairo?” shouted a manager.
“I—I—I!” answered the young colored woman, her hat bobbing. A crowd gathered around the scene, a comical grin on every face.
The camel lay meek, like a great bundle of bones on the mat. He stretched out his long neck and displayed a vicious-looking mouth.
The young woman mounted the saddle, which was easy.
“You follow me, Ben,” she said to her young husband, “I might need your obsistence.”
There could not have been a happier couple on earth.