The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1876-11-11

way through space. By and by the ca
gle turned his head to the left and Alb
dallah put NEST into his beak; anon he
turned to the right and was fed again.
They SCARED on and on, and the eagle
was fed until the last morsel of flesh
had disappeared. Again that eagle
looked back for food. In q moment
Abdallah had seized his sword and cut
q bit of flesh from his thigh; this he
gave his deliverer and they continued
their airy journey.
When the night was come and gone,
and it was broad daylight, the eagle de-
scended in the edge of the city where
Abdallah lived.
"Abdallsh," said the eagle, "you
have fed me with your own flesh; re-
place it and the wound will heal" and
with that the bird put out of his beak
the flesh with which it had last been
fed. "Take also," it added, ga feather
from under my wing, fasten it to your
spear, and, when you hunt, your aim
shall be fatal"
Abdallah plucked the feather and
bound up his wound, and when he turned
to thank his deliverer the black wings
of the bird we're already fading in the
heavens.
CHAPTER VI.
When Abdallah had sought a cafe to
regale himself with the nargileh and
the gossip of the town. he learned that
on that very day the Kings elder son,
his brother, would wed q mysterious
fair lady, and that the tournament
would be more splendid than ever be-
fore known in the kingdom. He sought
the arena at once. He seized javelin
and barbed it with his magic plume.
The King and the fair lady sat in state.
The Kings sons entered the arena and
haughtily challenged the populace.
No one responded but Abdallah, who
strobe proudly to the foot of the throne
and Frustrated himself. The trumpet
summoned to the test. Abdallah toyed
for moment with his fatal spear, and
then slew his antagonists one after the
other.
In q moment he made himself known
to his royal father and his bride. Her
token was proof of his identity, and the
marriage feast, instead of coming to an
untimely close, was prolonged for seven
days and seven nights, during which
time wine flowed al water and all the
luxuries of life were free.
When the story was ended we were
| all silent. The wind filed our sail,
but We seemed scarcely to move in the
water, there was such a stiffness brood
ing over us. While we were waiting
for an event to unseal our lips we were
startled by the unmistakable crash of
timber and cries of despair that came
to us over the water. I had scarcely
time to turn to Yussuf, who was still
at my side, and cry "What was that ?''
when our sail began to swell and the
water to roar about MS in momentary
gale. The ropes were loosened i'm
mediately. Every soul in the ship was
on the alert in ten seconds, but we had
a narrow escape. These wind-bolts fly
out of the mountain gorges and take
you when you are least prepared. They
tear the great lateen sails from the
masts, drive smaller boats on shore and
sometimes wreck the heavily laden
barges that trade between the Nile
ports. We escaped with only little
fright, but our neighbor was damaged
considerably. Her loss was our gain,
as it happened. Had we been to wind
ward, Tapped in the lazy dream of the
Arabian Nights, we might have seen
our 40 feet of spar borne into the air
like winged javelin, and where would
our Nubia have been then and our coy
sleep that came little later, while we
were tied up under high bank waiting
for sunrisep C. w. STODDARD.