![]() ![]() ![]() Thoroughly as I confided in the wisdom and the excellent intentions of my revered friend, often as I had seconded his motions at anniversaries and conventions, I was alarmed at his present proposition. We must hasten to extricate this victim of centuries of oppression.” “ There,” said the great and good man with whom I made that memorable journey, - “ there is the first claimant on our philanthropy. The Horseman of Brass we had found, reared full high as of old on his lofty hill, the broad head of his spear still blazing with light, and his metallic face set in the direction of the invisible city.Īt last we stood beneath the immeasurable pillar of black stone in which Danhash the Afreet, sunk to the pits of his four arms and his two wings, was confined and made fast with the seal of Solomon. We had passed the palace of Kosh, the son of Sheddad had ascended its unequalled stairways of many-colored marbles had wondered at its lofty walls and arches, decorated with gold and silver and minerals and, like the Emir Mousa, had wept until we were insensible, over its pathetic inscriptions. THERE was no doubt that our wildest dreams were in process of realization.įollowing in the track of the Emir Mousa and the Sheikh Abdelsamad, we were on our way to the City of Brass and to the shores of that unknown sea which contains the imprisoned Genii. ![]()
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