I never could have imagined that so unwieldy an animal could have exhibited such speed; no man would have had a chance of escape, and it was fortunate for our old Neptune that he was secure upon the high ledge…

To comfort him I could only exclaim, “Well done, Mahomet! thrash him; pommel him well; punch his head; you know him best; he deserves it; don’t spare him!” This advice, acting upon the natural perversity of his disposition, generally soothed…

Although the tope or robe, loosely but gracefully arranged around the body, appears to be the whole of the costume, the women wear beneath this garment a thin blue cotton cloth tightly bound round the loins, which descends to a…