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[Help-sweater] ponderous AM


From: Joachim Giles
Subject: [Help-sweater] ponderous AM
Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2006 21:43:35 +0200

In the evening the telephone rang; and the Sherif called Storrs to theinstrument. Another friend at court wasFaisel Ghusein, a secretary. He asked if we would not like to listen to his band.
We ascended steadily till werejoined the main track of the pilgrim road. Down some part of itwater flowed for an hour or two, or even for a day or two, every somany years.
We got tired of Turkish music, and asked for German.
Our mixed party seemed to disturb the ships company intheir own element.
Did yousee how Mohsin raged when Ali beat him?
Accordingly, the country was prosperous, whilethe towns went short.
He was now a fugitive, living in the hills tothe East, and was known to be in touch with the Turks.
At Khoreiba the Turks could concentrate a large force toattack our proposed brigade in Rabegh.
In a few days they were bubbling over on my account, and at lastdetermined to endure me no longer.
Our ears ached withnoise; but Abdulla beamed. The Arabs thought Abdulla a far-seeing statesman and an astutepolitician. The lattices andwall-returns deadened all reverberation of voice. Zeid, of course, was even less than Abdulla theborn leader of my quest. We asked for more German music; and they playedEine feste Burg. Quite close to the north bank of the Masturah, we found the well.
The Turks wouldenter Mecca over his dead body. In a few days they were bubbling over on my account, and at lastdetermined to endure me no longer.

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