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After discussing politics and the war for a few minutes, I jumped up, exclaiming that if I didn't hurry I should be late, and so took my departure. AFTER DISCUSSING POLITICS IN THE WAR FOR A FEW MINUTES I JUMPED UP EXCLAIMING THAT IF I DIDN'T HURRY I SHOULD BE LATE AND SO TOOK MY DEPARTURE
igs, 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. 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. He stopped me and asked whence I came and where I was going. I smiled sweetly and replied that I was the orderly of a German officer who was surveying the country a few hours to the south and that I was going to Beirut for provisions. Then I lighted a cigarette and sat down for a chat. HT 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 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 HE STOPPED ME AND ASKED ME WHENCE I CAME AND WHERE I WAS GOING I SMILED SWEETLY AND REPLIED THAT I WAS THE ORDERLY OF A GERMAN OFFICER WHO WAS SURVEYING THE COUNTRY A FEW HOURS TO THE SOUTH AND THAT I WAS GOING TO BAY ROUTE FOR PROVISIONS THEN I LIGHTED A CIGARETTE AND SAT DOWN FOR A CHAT
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