The Grenada gazette., 1889-04-04

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defiant eyes, but in an instant they
soften as she comprehends that this
man is sent by God.
Save mem cries she, "save mel"
In moment more she is seated on
the horse, guarded by the arm OF Si-el'
Kaddour Tenderly encircling her
slender waist, he murmurs:
Fear notm
Then as though speaking to broth
er:
"Gueblim
Guebli neighs and starts into a
smart gallop.
And behind Guebli, in furious
clamor, Bay -Eddin pursues them. fol-
lowed by his cavaliers,
Some of them draw their sabers.
mol do not wound them!" cries the
chief, Il would have them both
iivem
On they go.
Still onward. Here are the steps Of
Alta. The moon has risen, and the
horses, chopping off tho green herbs
growing by the wayside, seem de-
lighted to feast on the water plants.
On they dash, little by little Guebli
gains ground; right toward the North
he runs. his name flying in the wind,
almost touching the ground He ap-
pears much like bird, carrying his
double burden on extended wings.
In few bounds he has reached
safely the Ould-Djedi; he scales now
the low projections OF the mountains
of Ould-Navl The moon has gone
down behind the hills OF sand; now on
the other side. in the east light
breaks forth. The sun has risen.
Encouraged by pat of the hand
GuebIi mounts interchangeable,
With a great cry Bay Eddin plunged
forward his red horse. In advance of
his men he bounded. trembling with
rage.
"Will they overtake us'" whispered
the terrified girl.
Courage, Guebli" murmurs Si.el-
Kaddour. II have always called thee
the Simeon, merit thy name now, my
friend
The day advances, the sky is rosy,
but Guebli wearies not.
Listen. From whence come those
Clamorous voices between them and
the summit OF the mountain? Can it be
possible that the cavaliers have driven
through the shrubbery, finding a short
er route9
All 1t is not the escort of the chief
who have made the cries They have
procee ded from the inhabitants Of
hut, who. from the height, assist in the
pursuit Si-cl-Kaddour, will he find
them allies or new set OF enemiesn
His destination is not Jar distant, and
they recognize that they are still sufe.
The occupants Of the hut wave their
arms wildly as they call out TO them.
But they receive no answer from the
determined horseman.
The bullets whistle past them!
Again they come, and this time fnd
surer aim. Guebli gives a snort Of
pain to which responds a moan Of
suffering from Si-ol-Kaddour A bail
let has struck the flank Of the horse.
another ha, penetrated the shoulder
Of his master.
Quick, Gucbli!" supplicated the
soldier.
With supreme effort GuebIi presses
onward under a volley OF whizzing
bullets. He has passed gazelIe flee
ing from the clutches Of lion, and
tn" great yellow dogs belonging to the
hut painted for breath in their terrible
excitement Of the chase.
"Well done. Guebli''
There are still more bullets to fear;
a wall OF bushes surrounds the summit
but death is only retarded. From the
flank Of the noble beast blood is flow
ing. His way in this tempestuous
course Is becoming uuceflalNi MS
speed slackens. Si-el-kaddour urges
him with his long spurs; Mncaouda
offers cares5es and eloquencc. His
hoot5 are slipping In the mar
row path OF the ravine. Several
times he has almost fallen; the wind
blows heclis of foam from his name;
Guebli is irrasolute. Si-el- kad dour
can not sustain himself farther: his
arm trembcs, aud he is devoured by
fever. The night which desccnds does
not suffice to refresh his forehead,
which thrOb5 in beats like the blows
upon an anvil. The profile of the
violet mountains. the forms of the
trees and bunches OF blood rod grapes