THE sYRLN'S STORY.
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To an Egyptian soldier, scared and bronzed,
The duty OF narration came The next:
Who said. s. That soldiers tales were out OF place
Told in calm places and at evening hours.
Ills songs required thee5nuslc OF the gun
He could recount thousand desperate feets,
Ha;r-breadth escapes and miracles of war.
Were he bur covering round low watch-tire
Almost in hearing of the enemy:


But now his blood was cold, and he was dull,
And even had forget MS owa wlla past.
They all had heard-had East and West not heard
1t might be that the Great Pasha was great,
Bu; BE- was fond of trade-of getting gold,
Not by fair onslaught and courageous strength,
But by mean interchange with other lands
OF produce better in hls own consumed;
This was ike treason TO 4 soldier heaIt;
And aIl ne hoped was thai when ibrahIm
SAT in his fathers seal. he would destroy
The fight of iocusts-Jew. and Greek, ard Frank,
Who had corrupted Egypt and her power,