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zebra, by the bestriding limbs of any man, to see their noble lord
insulted! No wonder when such thoughts filled them, that their eyes
flashed and their crests bristled, and their flowing tails erected, and
their hoofs struck deep with frantic energy into the yielding turf.
Then they thought of what Selim's feelings must be, surrounded thus by
the indignant creatures, charging, and biting, and kicking at him, eyes
kindled with honest rage, as they ranged around their monarch--their
open nostrils glowing like fire, and emitting their hot, steamy breath,
while he struck right and left, and shouted to fend them off.

On continued the pursuers, with increased speed, as they thought of the
great danger their young friend was in, with their heads resting on
their shoulders, and their faces cutting the tepid breeze, and their
mouths wide open to inhale the air in short, quick draughts, for the
lungs that rapidly exhausted it, with their hands fanning the wind, and
their chests rising and subsiding with each breath they took, and the
hips urging and impelling the lagging feet, which fain would have
spurned the ground.

On, on, my brave, faithful friends! take no heed to yourselves; think
not of your growing weariness, or of future pain. Let your livers ache,
and the overtasked lungs feel exhausted! Let your heads throb, and your
limbs be fatigued; your friend is in need! Be not discouraged. See the
large clots of blood that stain the sheeny grass; the zebra monarch must
yield to fate, despite his royal body-guard. His life wanes fast, as ye
may note by the red blood which dyes the ground. On, on, my gallant
souls! Speed on, my agile Kalulu! Confess no fatigue; for thou art a
son of the forest, and rightly named after the swift-footed fawnling.
On, on, my brave Simba! one effort more; let it not be said that a boy
shamed thee! Ha! behold! What said I? Yonder lies your prize
stretched on the ground! And see, here is Selim himself advancing
towards ye! The Arab boy is then safe.

Simba and Kalulu were so tired after their long run, which had lasted an
hour, that they were compelled to throw themselves on the ground, while
the throbbing hearts heat wildly, and their lungs laboured hard and
fast; but finally, though their heads yet ached with pain, they were
tranquil enough to hear Selim's story, which was, in the main, described
above, though when the zebra staggered and fell, Selim said that he
leaped down, and