Morning journal and courier., 1882-03-28

veiled but of very decorous department. My name is Mak-el-Frit, " said the old man, land this Is Pitha, my wife, and my daugh- ter Pitheka'' D
 They received me with politeness and of- fered me the hospitality of their table; but, seeing skewered pig upon their hearth, l asked them to excuse me, adding that would soon be obliged to rejoin my companions.
 'How comes it, my husband" said the kG6i7'a, at last, that your labor has ended so long before sunset ?"
 ''It has ended forever" said Max -el-Frit, 1T can endure it no more" and, after ex- blaming the nature of his disease, ho told shem that he intended to repurchase his milch- COW, and that they must content them selver with gowns of gray squirrel skin.
 At these words the two women started up and glared at each other with bewildere ed looks but, when Mak-el-Frit attempted to state his reasons, they saw that he was in earnest, and Pitheka threw herself sobbing upon bench, while her mother uttered 8 piercing shriek, and after clutching at the empty air, sank to the ground as in swoon. Seeing her fall, ran out to get cup of wa ter, but when I returned the two women had l recovered and were sitting like monum ents | on the floor of the room. t'Wakkad- russ, 1 wakkad russ-grey. squirrel skins," the ka- ! bira repeated, with vacant stare and in a 1 hollow voice, after which they both shrieked l louder and longer than before, while tame monkey leaped down from tho window and bereft of your reason?'' asked tho kabira, l after pause.
 1 The husband seized the monkey and flung 1 1t out of the window, but made no other
 reply. The kabira then turned to hel daughter. 'T see how it is," said she; ''he ! wants to drive us forth, to beg our bread 1T I 8 foreign land, where no one knows that 1 tho Ian cf my child! o my sugar eating parrot w l shall taste the bread of aff1iction; we shal l wander homeless till our souls return to th'
 peace of Ghinnistan." Then rising to he
 feet-"And thou, hard-hearted one, wht perferrest COW to thy wife," said she, ''gt
 and tell the nsighbors that thou hast driver me forth to seek grave in ranger s land Come, my daughter" said she, and strod toward the door, when the old man stopped her, and adjured her for heavens sake not t. darken his countenance.
 ''I will do what can," said he, land yo
 shall have that gown before long, but may b 1 1t will be ngle-tailed."
 I s'No, double-tailed, by Allah !" said tn kabira, land if you want me to stay I hay 1 to impose strict condition Never again in suit your wife or your daughter by sue propositions. Even the beggar-women 0
 Metropolis would dsspise gray squirrel gown
 and the daughter of my father shall not be
 come by word in the land of her birth
 Heed my words, for my father has friend
 who will not suffer his daughter to be OF pressed, nor will they fail to invoke tn l severity of the law against cruelty insupport able. Will you promise those gowns and shall they be duly double tailed?"
 The old man sighed, but made no reply. ''Will you promise ?'
 l Mak-el-F -Frit hesitated.
 ''Come. my daughter,' said the kabirf
 i've must leave this house,
 l "No, no I will work, will work !" erie
 the old man, and seizing his tub he rushe through the open door. When I left th
 cottage, I saw him hasten toward the hill { the top of his speed. He was old mar well stricken with age, and the failure of m
 plan grieved me.