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forms did not have the gaudy trappings of the foreigners, but they did not seem to mind it. A tall young man with the chevrons of a sergeant on his arm leaned against his army saddle, which hung on a low limb, and he eyed the newcomers curiously.
"Well, what do you think of them?" asked Nate Salsbury.
"They can beat us on uniforms and pretty arms," answered Sergt. Southmayde, as he pulled his forage cap over his left eye, "but I will bet American dollars against Russian rubles, stack for stack, that we can lick them to a stand-still.

Genuine Bedouins from the Desert.

Just about sundown the camp was thrown into a state of excitement again by the arrival of a large band of Bedouins. They were the genuine article and fresh from Arabia. They came to New York with the others, but were delayed there to get their equipment ready. They were dressed out in all their native attire. The long-flowing robes and bright head-dresses attracted a great deal of attention, and they handled their long guns in an easy fashion. They were greeted warmly at the camp, and Manager Salsbury surprised the head sheik by talking to him in Arabic with a slight accent.