eyes! so large and beautiful!" ejaculated Kalulu, with wonder.

"Hush-sh," said Simba, warningly, as he bent his ears to the lips which
now were whispering words which brought the tears to Simba's eyes.

"And sons shall mourn for Arab fathers slain,
And Arab wives shall shed their tears like rain."

"Poor boy!" said Simba; "he repeats the words his mother said before son
and mother parted." And then in a louder tone he said, "Selim, young
master, dost thou know me?"

The head turned round, and the eyes of his young master rested on him
full, with the light of intelligence in them.

"Ah, Simba! Is it thou?" asked Selim, in a faint but glad voice.

"Yes, I--thy slave Simba. Praised be Allah for his goodness! my master
knows his slave."

"Where am I?" Selim then asked. "I have had such a fearful dream. I
thought I was dying from thirst and hunger. But this is not that awful
forest I saw. I am in a house, and Simba is at my side. How is this,
Simba?"

"Dost thou not know Moto, master?" asked Moto, who had risen to his
feet.

"And thou too, Moto, here? Then I am happy. I am not alone, as I
dreamed I was."

"No, master, thou art not alone; but take some more of this," said
Simba, as he industriously stirred the porridge. "It is good for thee,
and thou wilt be quite strong by-and-bye."

And Selim obediently opened his mouth and permitted himself to be fed
without demur, though his eyes worked and looked about to aid his mind
in resolving the remarkable change of circumstances which had taken
place since he fell down in the forest from fatigue, hunger, and thirst.

When the gruel was exhausted and he had eaten his fill, Selim found his
strength much recovered, his mind firmer, and he asked Simba to tell him
how this change had come about. Simba related briefly all the facts
already known to us, to Selim's infinite surprise and joy; and Selim, in
answer to a question from Simba, related what occurred to him, from the
time Simba and Moto disappeared at Ewikuru to the time he laid down as
he thought to die, Kalulu came round now, and kneeled in front of Selim,
and Simba introduced him as the adopted son of the King, who had been so
good to Moto, and as the young chief through whose aid they had been
enabled to discover him.

Selim lifted his hand, and grasped Kalulu's fervently, and asked Moto to
tell him how grateful he felt to him for his kindness, which was no
sooner done than Kalulu said:

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