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The fresh dawn was filled with the balmy breath of the pines and all the odors of the Lebanon. Driving my donkey before me, I boldly approached the first picket house and saluted the non commissioned officer in military fashion. THE FRESH DAWN WAS FILLED WITH THE BALMY BREATH OF THE PINES AND ALL THE ODORS OF THE LEBANON DRIVING MY DONKEY BEFORE ME I BOLDLY APPROACHED THE FIRST PICKET HOUSE AND SALUTED THE NON COMMISSIONED OFFICER IN MILITARY FASHION
utcome, therefore, that I bade this second good-bye to my family and dearest friends. Solemn hours they were, these hours of farewell, hours that needed few words. Then once more I slipped out into the night to make my secret way to Beirut. It was about midnight when I left home, dressed in a soldier's uniform and driving a donkey before me. I traveled only by night and spent each day in hiding in some cave or narrow valley where I could sleep with some measure of security. For food I had brought bread, dried figs, and chocolate, and water was always to be found in little springs and pools. In these clear, warm nights I used to think of David, a fugitive and pursued by his enemies. How well I could now understand his despairing cry: "How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever?... How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?" Five nights I journeyed, and at last one morning beautiful Beirut appeared in the distance and I found myself in the forest of pines that leads into the city. NG OF CONFIDENCE IN THE OUTCOME THEREFORE THAT I BADE THIS SECOND GOOD BYE TO MY FAMILY AND DEAREST FRIENDS SOLEMN HOURS THEY WERE THESE HOURS OF FAREWELL HOURS THAT NEEDED FEW WORDS THEN ONCE MORE I SLIPPED OUT INTO THE NIGHT TO MAKE MY SECRET WAY TO BAYROUT IT WAS ABOUT MIDNIGHT WHEN I LEFT HOME DRESSED IN A SOLDIER'S UNIFORM AND DRIVING A DONKEY BEFORE ME I TRAVELLED ONLY BY NIGHT AND SPENT EACH DAY IN HIDING IN SOME CAVE OR NARROW VALLEY WHERE I COULD SLEEP WITH SOME MEASURE OF SECURITY FOR FOOD I HAD BROUGHT BREAD DRIED FIGS AND CHOCOLATE AND WATER WAS ALWAYS TO BE FOUND IN LITTLE SPRINGS AND POOLS IN THESE CLEAR WARM NIGHTS I USED TO THINK OF DAVID A FUGITIVE AND PURSUED BY HIS ENEMIES HOW WELL I COULD NOW UNDERSTAND HIS DESPAIRING CRY HOW LONG WILT THOU FORGET ME O LORD FOR EVER HOW LONG SHALL MINE ENEMY BE EXALTED OVER ME FIVE NIGHTS I JOURNEYED AND AT LAST ONE MORNING BEAUTIFUL BAY ROOT APPEARED IN THE DISTANCE AND I FOUND MYSELF IN THE FOREST OF PINES THAT LEADS INTO THE CITY
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