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The Humours of the Esbekiya S5<br />

desert from flowering as a rose. Once a week an Egyptian<br />

regimental band plays in the Esbekiya. An Egyptian<br />

regimental band is like a very bad German band, who have<br />

forgotten the rules of the European music which they play.<br />

But more nursemaids pay their penny-farthings when the<br />

band is there ; and Greek tradesmen take their wives to it,<br />

and expand like dusty frogs in front of the bandstand,<br />

where Pharaoh's Guards play T/ie Geisha in Koran time.<br />

The Esbekiya has its inspired moments, in the very early<br />

morning, when only nice natural natives as simple as wild<br />

animals are about, and the big falcons sail over it with<br />

their musical twitter of pree-o-lo, pree-o-lo, and the Egyptian<br />

doves coo in the tops of the palm-trees.<br />

But I love the Esbekiya—the outside of it ; its pavement<br />

and its park railings, as exhibitions of native life rank<br />

next to the bazars. The primitive native employed in the<br />

European city loves them. He can do all his little foolings<br />

and shoppings there, except on the side which faces the<br />

Continental Hotel. For some reason that is almost deserted.<br />

His favourite piece faces the street called in Cairo Directories<br />

the Sharia el-Genaina. You could write a whole book<br />

about the sights of this two hundred yards of pavement if<br />

you had rooms opposite, as we once had.<br />

It begins with a donkey-boys' stand opposite the American<br />

Mission depot. Perhaps the donkeys consent to stand there,<br />

so that their masters, when they don't need them, may step<br />

across and study English. Donkey-boys always go to the<br />

American Mission school, where, I fancy, they must be<br />

taught free. They do it without any view of improving<br />

their future state. Most of them remain unbaptised. There<br />

is little traffic in the street, or it would be seriously incommoded.<br />

The donkey-boys treat it as their own. The<br />

forage camels dump huge stacks of green berseeni on to the<br />

road for the asses' dinners ; the asses lie about the road and<br />

the pavement ; or stand with two feet on the curbstone<br />

and two in the gutter, showing their contempt for any one<br />

who might be inclined to hire them ; and the people who<br />

subsist on the patronage of donkey-boys, such as peripatetic

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