A fox came out of his earth on the banks of the Great River Gihon, which waters Ethiopia.
The Great River Gihon, well used to the moods of kings, slid between his mile-wide banks toward the sea, while the Governor praised God in a loud and searching cry never before heard by the river.
Then they drank themselves pot-bellied on Gihon water while the Governor and the Inspector chastised them with whips.
The hounds tore and sobbed at Abu Hussein's hearthstone, all unnoticed among the legs of the witnesses, and Gihon, also accustomed to laws, purred approval.
Sometimes Gihon saw the whole procession of the Hunt silhouetted against the morning-blue, bearing him company for many merry miles.
But who can chronicle the glories of the Gihon Hunt--or their shames?
Four Masters of Foxhounds were at table, and in a mellow hour the Inspector told them stories of the Gihon Hunt.
He left three days later with eight couple of the best hounds in England--a free and a friendly and an ample gift from four packs to the Gihon Hunt.
His successors were ex-officio Masters of the Gihon Hunt, as all Inspectors were Whips.
The Gihon Hunt read speeches and sentiments, and policies which amazed them, and they thanked God, prematurely, that their Province was too far off, too hot, and too hard worked to be reached by those speakers or their policies.
Even so the Gihon Hunt, like Abu Hussein in the old days, did not understand.
We rode across the Valley of Hinnom, between two of the Pools of Gihon
, and by an aqueduct built by Solomon, which still conveys water to the city.