The Arabs, with their white capes thrown over their left shoulders and their djerids held high in their right
hands, rush around on their small and slender mares between the beautifully prepared and richly decorated horses of the
Turks. The latter, splendidly clothed with their turbans and their red, blue and yellow
garments, make a very stately parade.
The site is, of course, not one that we would choose, to ride horses on. It is completely covered with stones and
scree. But nobody rides as recklessly as these people, and when you see how they career
around, suddenly turning or stopping their horses in narrow spaces, you would never imagine that the animal often represents half, or even all of, their worldly
possessions.
Those assembled divide themselves, without further directions, into two
parties, one opposite the other. Whoever has the nerve springs forward. As soon as he turns back, another chases
him, tries to catch him, and standing high in his short stirrups, hurls his djerid at him with all his
strength. The djerid is a kind of spear, but without the sharp point. It is a three foot long stick of about finger
thickness, or slightly thicker, capable of giving a hard thump to the
opponent. One seldom hears, however, of serious accidents occurring. Although the djerid is only thrown when giving
chase, the danger of hitting ones opponent in the eye is not completely removed because the rider being chased often turns in the saddle so as to be able to avoid the
spear, or to knock it sideways with the hand. Many catch the stick and throw it back at their
follower. The horses seem to take an equally great pleasure in this game as their
riders. As I was riding a horse belonging to the Pasha, which I did not yet know well, I thought it prudent not to mix in the mêlée. The animal stamped and
neighed, and when I finally relented and gave it free rein it proved so obedient to rein and thigh that even the worst rider could have stood the test with
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Ch. Aubry, Mameluck, Equitation Orientale
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