The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-06-15

tool out into the market. The harsh
scraping of the file had made his head
ache the more; he pressed h hand to
his brow, and then with d sigh took up
the lantern again. In the moment of
beginning 10 work he fell asleep He
was sitting on his heels, his head fell
forward until The chin rested on hi
breast: his left hand was curved round
the incomplete brass lantern that lay
on his lap, the hand of his slack right
arm lay en- the ground beside him hold
ing his hammer.
Far away flew his soul into the warm
and kindly world of dreams to meet
her he had so often met there without
her knowledge. And now it seemed,
with the strangeness so usual in a
dream, that the consciousness was his,
that she was the seeker and he was
-wherci He could not tell, bat he
OF some one-saw that she found the
perfume holder, and caressed it for
him, touching it with the fruit velvet
of her cheek; letting the silk of her
hair fall over it like the blessing of
Allah. For moment tho hammered
brass became the snul and the senses
of Selim, and felt and thrilled at her
touch. The moment passed and then
the voice sail, "But Selim, where is
Selim?" and the dreamer-but it ap-
peared to Selim that it was another,
not himself-sent QUITO look for him.
saving to her and to the voices, 81 will
find Selim, | know him by the ache in
his finger;" and wandered among a /
the sorrows and pains OF the world I'M
til he came TO pain that he knew;
And beginning with that h. toiled and
worked in q strange dream process
half piling of things that would fall
and crumble rs they were piled, half
creation by mere will-to build up
Selim.
And, when the building process was
finished, there for one moment was
Selim complete, sitting in his shop in
the bazaar with hammer in his
hand, and an unfinished lantern in his
lap; and no Star of his Heart anywhere,
but the bazaar full of people discuss
ing the marriage procession, and some
laughing about ridiculous fellow who
had fallen asleep.
In moment the bazaar vanished, as
d glimpse of the street through door,
way when the DARK curtain falls aero IS;
and there again was tho lovely lady.
There; too, was Sclim now; he remem-
bered himself by the pain in his finger.
He had a Great mace in his right hand,
and was ~ Ied like the mighty Rus
tenn, and the hand that ached rested
on his shield. A company of devils
roared against him, and among them
were two Satans fiercs and hideous as
the White Demon that Rustem van
pushed. But the sweet lady, who
loved him too much to fear for him,
bent and kissed his wounded hand,
and the two white Satans, roared with
scorn, and Selim heayed up his mace
and prepared for battle.
And suddenly he woke, and was in
his little shop in the bazaar again. A
satirical crowd were gazing at him, Tor
he had muttered and moved in his
sleep. In tho midst of tho throng
smiled tho crafty merchant, and lit
tie behind grinned the big boy from
Cairo, watching beth him and Selim.
30 my Selim," said the merchant,
edo you spin your dreams from
the juice OF the poppy-head or the
wine of Shiraz, or are you an eater
of hashish, that you go through in
this little booth more adventures than
Firdusi has ever sung?" The crowd
laughed, and as Selim collected his
senses to reply the merchant continued,
IA poor old man such as can dream,
too, not of ladies' lips and OF battle,
but of nero buying and selling. AS
slept after my bread at midday
dreamed that Selim had rare per.
fume-holder to sell me, and that
bought it, and sold it again to Marco
the Venetian, to the great profit of my
Selim and myself. Have stumbled
on the truth in dream, my friend''
II have no pertume-holder to sell
you," said Selim; 81 have but the
things you sec on my shop board. ,
This the merchant made him repeat sc
that all could hear it; and even then
began at him again.
'But dreams are sent from Allah
"Some dreams are from Allah, mer
chant, but not yours; there is my mer
chandise; if you will buy will give
you good worth. for need money to-
morrow; if not, leave me, in the fame
of him on whom be peace"
The merchant did ut length buy Of
Selim's delicate handiwork, which he
seemed as covetous to possess rs he
was loath to part with his own ooin.
CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.