Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1866-12-06

/ WlIe, ana tnen nOtDllg cOulu exceed Tue
chivalFohs tenderness of his look andfman-
ner. | shall never forget the repEoof he
administered, In. my presence, to tlippant
| Spanlard who had come to see me on 1busi-
ness during Ahmed's lesson.ib This man,
like great many other Europeans, seemed
! to find pleasure in twitting the first Mo-
| hametan he met with polygamy, and asked
Ahmed when he was going to marry again.
The young mans face flushed from cheek
TO brow but he replied with perfect eoU-
posure, MAY, sir, have not asked you. if
| you have remained faithful to your own
wife," 81 .-" hli 'lH3i n,t 3u o7hd Y
Marie saw the other side of the picture
and reported it to be equally fair and good,
| Hanyfa was but mere child-how, could
| it be otherwise, seeing that She had receiv-s
ed no sort OF educatfon--but she was q
child of infinite gifts and gracesJO Andshe
was perfectly naive and genuine, telling
Marie that her husband was good to her,
and that he found her pretty and Just the
wife after his own heart Sometimes my
wife found Ahmed at home land Would1
then report some such conversation AS
this: - ,'......,. ~, - =.
say, 'do not go to the bath this morning,
for the sirocco is blowing and the streets
are like furnaces, and even the hepegressesr
cover their faces as they go along"
II will not 90 to the bath, oh, son Of my
uncle! since the sirocco is'blowing and the
streets are like furnaces and the negresses
cover their faces, but will stay with my
mother and her women, who are busy pre-
pairing ounces" D'i', '' 'n''I'' .'. Il
I Or he would preface speech thus; SIN
the name of Allah, oh, daughter of Hanan,"
to which she would, reply, what you say
is right, oh, son Of Abdel-Zontia." And
Marie, who, you must remember, was a
lively young French woman, quick tires
partee, could not help being amused at the
circumlocutions and Trades in which they
indulged. 1t Is well Known that the Arabs,
however finely gifted and quick OF percep-
ton, are somewhat long-winded in conyer-
satiOn, and Ahmed's intellectual capacities
were not to be measured by the standard
of his talk with his wife.
Loving, intelligent and gentle as she was,
the IimperIeetion of her education cut
Hanyfa OFF from any but domestic sympa-
thy with her husband; and while no one
could talk in freer and livelier strain with
other people, necessity compelled him to
be dull to her. Yet they loved each other
and were happy. Her character was un-
doubtedly Influenced by his, and Marie as
sured me that she was capable of earnest
words and by no means the iairy-like prin-
cess Imagined her. Pretty, pretty Hany-
fal as l think of her and her young hus-
band in their Eastern home, her story
seems fairy tale indeed, of which l have
dreamed only wrmov d
'Ea "iE CHAPTER II. D l1a1o3 .5bn
A few months after the marriage Of
Hanyfa and Ahmed, was sent to small
town on the coast, two hundred miles off.
klnf Il
out of the beautiful bay we had grown to
love so we'll; and as the white domes and
minarets of the Moorish city faded from our
eyes, Marie grew quite sad. We .were go-,
ing among strangers, she said, and farther
than ever from our beloved France how
unlikely it was that we should find such
abundance of friends, such pretty apart
ments, such nice bazaars, such cheippr0Yi-
sions in the little out-of-the- way town
whittier we were bound. .i-i..,,i ...,...,f...,.. ..
But consultations soon came in the shape
of some very pleasant French people-ot-
ficers and their wives--who went With.uS
all the way, and became our neighboTs
when we settled down in our destination.
1t was now summer time. The sea and the
hills living along the coast were yelled in a
heavy copperish mist The siroeco blew
from time to time like fiery blast. Every
speck of verdure was Withered as if by fire,
and the chiet business and pleasure of life
was to keep ones self cool. 10 .a9Is n9hi /
Spite of the heat however, and the mon
otony of life and scenery engendered by it,
we found ourappointed three months very
quickly come to an end. As our ship glided
back into the harbor we had left with such
regret short time since, we could hardly
believe, that season bad come and, gone
since then. We talked of Hanyta and
Ahmed aswe walked on deck and Of other
friends, for whom we had bought some,
trifle by way of soaUeair--a quaint, scarf, q
pair of slippers, a basket Of pomegranates,
or a bit of embroidery,
For Sidi Hanan 1 had bought q curious
and costly ivory pen, sembellished with
crescents and stars in color and gold. /,
knew him to, be deXterous writer (for
writing Arabic is almost as much of an art
as drawing) and dainty in his tools and
materials. However, L gladly INDUCED in
a little eXtravag ganeea to give him pleasure,
for not only, had he showed me many useful
kindnesses, but he had testified personal
affection, which l valued far more. The
day after our instalment at home, we set
out for Sidi Hapan's house. ID ....s..r. .s.,,a
"We shall find everybody and everything
as we left them," said, as we approached
tile house. 'sPeople live slowly out of
EurOpe.hi akbI IN -'i.'Hlg lEaf it9GiHs sLt' 'gf.
We found the street door partly opened,
the outerl court empty so, climbing the
narrow stone staircase. we entered the
beautiful inner court, uhannounced. All
was unchanged. The fountain rippled in
the smshine; Hanyfa's gold and silver
fishes danced, hither and ,thither; the
orange trees were loaded with fruit and
| flowers and little Mustapha played bolster
ously with a young negress outside his
mothers apartments The child seemed, to-
have forgottan us and hid his head ,shyly
| behind his purses apron, at which Marie
playfully initiated him, hiding her head De-
| lind 1hie. Then little Mustapha laughed
aloud and was himself again.o Marie kissed
| him, asking impatiently, Where is Hanyfa?
| Where is Hanyfa?" but being thus interro-
gated, the boy burst out crying and ran
| away.v1 3f 5Hdl hAEaartI- 2IlI i-iW 90
The child's action. and thegunwonted sir
| lence of the house, struck me with sudden
| apprehension. / turned to the nurse, about
| to lihterrogate her, when a well known
| voiceuttered my name, and looking up,
| beheld Sidi Hanan. NBT N .vliio ,,.,,.,,,,
| 1t was, he, my dear friend and kind pat
ron; but oh, how changed! His fine form
| was bent, as If under't the weight otGsotne
| nsuppOrtable bletrouble. His noblebrowwa
troubled, his lips trembled, SO that they
| could hardly frame a word, ~.
"Salamalek," lblessmg be on youJ, he
said! then, having raised hisright hand to,
his lips, held it out to us boths aud invited.
/ us to- take coffee in his room. We sat down,
| longing to ask for. Haqyfa, yet, lacking
courage. AT last said, ia Arabic, for /
| ALWAYS find that If YOU want a mans cona