Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-08-15
GHAWAZEES.
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In Bell and Arthur Of the following
sketch the reader is not to become the
least interested; of course his stronger
will moulds and forms hers; of course,
in spite of his being "detestable" and she
s'childish," they love desperately: of
course she has lover to whom she is en-
gagged, but whom she has consented to
marry only because ne leased her SO, and
she was proud of him; of course he is a
grand fellow, and magnanimously sur
renders her to the other man when he
finds her thoughts don't tend in his direc-
ton; of course Bell and Livingstone part
to meet no more, but meet several times
after, and finally meet to part no more
till death or divorce steps in to separate
them.
The Hamlyn and Meredith dahabiahs
were moored about forty yards apart on.
the Nile. The two parties met at Cairo.
Arthur Livingstone of the Meredith party
and Bell Hamlyn of the Hamlyn party,
both prompted by spirit Of restlessness,
had left the dahabiahs for walk. It
was very dark night, and when Arthur
came up to two Or three Arabs with their
lanterns, he was startled to find Miss
Hamlyn among them.
81 am going out for a walk remarked
Bell, coolly.
"Surely not alone, Miss Hamlyna''
"Alone, dear no! don't you see my
body. guard2" pointing to the three sail
OFFS.
SIT is neither safe nor proper thing
to do, and I wish you would get either
Mrs. Hamlyn or your father to accom- :
pany you," said Arthur.
81 am going to do it," said Belle, land
I hope the Arabian Mrs. Grundy of the
place will be fast asleep before I get
there! Good night!''
II trust the Arabian Mrs. GrundY will
not be more shocked at seeing US togeth-
err said Livingstone, coolly.
81 would rather go alone,' said Belle.
"Don't be unreasonable. Where are
you going?"
ssTo the village, as the Arabs say there
is no over in that direction"
Soon they entered long, narrow street,
rooted over with torn and ragged pieces
of mating, laid across the planks which
bridged the space from house. to house.
There was not sound to be heard as
they walked down the street. A spell of
silence seemed to rest over the sleeping
town Soon group of three or four men
passed them, and turned in at a lighted
garden gate just in front of where Bell
and Livingstone were standing.
"What do you suppose that place iss"
asked Bell, curiously. "Oh, Mr.. Living
stone, look look! quick What can that
be-"
From out of the shadows of the silent
bazaar came stately old man, leading
large, white ass, with beautiful crimson
housings that swept the ground, and on
whose saddle of scarlet leather sat dam
sci dressed in white, whose hair was a
stream of sequins, and whose breast gilt
tered with gold. Bell turned to the sail
or for an explanation.
"What fun!'' cried Bell, eagerly; ''they
are Ghawazee girls, Mr.. Livingstone
dancing girls, don't you know2 Was it
not clever for me to find it out! Look,
there are some more people going into
the garden. Do let us go before the seats
are all taken"
Livingstone caught her By the wrist.
sThat is probably merely cafe for
natives and sailors. Indeed you shall not
60 there, Miss Hamlyn, while you are
under my charge
"No one has put me under your
charge that know of, Mr. Livingstone,
and may trouble you to let go Of my
hand?'.'
81 beg your pardon p said Livingstone,
quietly. ''Shall We go in now2" and he
opened the gate and stood aside to let
her pass.
Bell hesitated. -
care you coming, too2 I am sure it
will be charming" She looked him in
tho face, smiled, and passed on.
It was large garden. They walked
On to door opening into great hall,
filed with servants and men dressed in
native costume. One advanced and
showed them into an inner room whence
came snatches of mucic. Some twenty
men were sitting about. One-a fat old
Turk-rose and salaamed tremendously
to the two strangers, and waved them to
seats in the upper end of the room.
'sWell, what do you think now of your
sailer's cafe? Be magnanimous and &C.
knowledge you we're all In the wrong
Arthur looked round and said, Il do
not quite understand it, I confess per-
haps it is kind of clubhouse"
Soon the Ghawazee girls entered. One
came forward and kissed Bells hand.
Such girl. A small oval face, in
which you saw only the mouth and eyes.
The mouth was full and still-she smiled
at you without moving her lips. Sleepy
eyes with heavy, dropping lids. Her fig
ure was 1.-THE yet full; she was dressed in
some thick white stuff, which reached to
the ground; but one would hardly notice
her dress so hidden was it under
the flood of golden sequins which flashed
and glittered in her hair, sparkled on
her breast, weighed down the delicate
wrists and hung far below the supple
waist,-a wild, lawless use of gold, mere
gold, for its own sake, in its simplest
form. The other girls were her infer
Tors both in dress and appearance. The
music began with slow and monoton-
Gus movement. At first the girl stood
perfectly still, her eyes fixed on the
ground. her arms hanging loosely by her
SIDE. Then the rhyme grew hurried.