The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1889-05-24
TILE STAR OF ms HEART.

JeCLeu anu DeSuu inc ptiiutlit -4l'INtaB
laboring at it ever since in ali spare
hours. He has seen her again az she
passed, less frequently of late, not at
all the last two weeks, but the ex-
quisite interview haG never been re-
peated.
: Selim took out the little punch-like
tool that dinted tho whorl pattern, and
reaching his largest file, slowly defaced
the die, casting the remainder of Il .
tool out into the market. The harsh
scraping of the file had made his head
ache the more; he pressed his hand to
his brow, and then with n sign took up
the lantern again. In the moment ~
beginning 10 work he fell asleep He
was sitting on his heels, his head fol-
forward un ii 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 on the ground beside him hold
ing his hammer.
Far away flew his soul into the warm
and kindly world of dreams tn at
her he had so often met there Wthnu6
her knowledge. And now ~ seemed,
with the strangeness so u Eai IN Il
dream, that the consciousness was his,
that she was the seeker and i:e was
-wheref He could not tell, but he
or some One-saw that she found the
perfume-holder, and carcsSed IL foe
him, touching it with the fruit velvet
of her cheek; letting the silk of her
hair fall over it like the blessing nf
Allah. For a moment the hammered
brass became the s"ul and the senses
of Selim, and felt and thrilled at her
touch. The moment passed and then
the voice sail. "But Sclim, whore Is
Selim?" and the dreamer-but IL APP
peared to Selna that it was another,
not himself-sont outslo look for him,
saying to her and to the voices, II will
find Selim, L know him by the ache in
his finger" anc wandered among q |
the sorrow and pains OF the world III
til he came 10 u pain that he knew.
And beginning with hat he lOiled aud
worked in q strange dream prt"css-
half piling of ihings that would tall
and crumble as they were piled, half
creation by mare will-tO build up
Selim.
And, when the building process was
finished, there for one was
Selim complete, sitting in his shop in
the bazaar with a hammer in his
hand, and an unfinished lantern in his
lap; and no Star Of his Heart 5nywhere,
but the bazaar full of people discuss
ing the marriage procession, II some
laughing about a ridiculous fellow who
had fallen asleep.
In a moment thu bazaar vanished, a.
q glimpse of the street through a door.
way when the darS curtain falls across;
and there again was the lovely lady
There, too, was Selim now; Re rrmem-
bered himself by tne pain in his iiugrr.
He had 4 great mace In his right hand,
and was armed liLe the mighty Rus
tenn, and the hand hat achcd rested
on his shield. A company of devils
roared against hiIl, ana among lH'm
were two Satans fUre3 arI md -oJs -
the White Demon that RI tenn VIZ
quished. But the sweet !air, We
loved him too muai 20 fear f"v hur.
bent ard kissed LIS wo.u.i,,l hand.
and the two white Satsu-, r5.TrG UUu
scorn, and Seiim hCar q u, rs mace
and prepared for bate
And suddenly he woke, md WAS =
his little shop in HE b zJ-r J%-tii.
sitirical crowd were gam 81 aim. ."r
he had muttered &nd moved ia -is
sleep. IN the midst ~ tac L.rsr@
smiled the crafty merchant. 4 Il - M
tie behind grInned the lig bpf from
Cairo, watching bath h.ln auti arl,m-
80 my Se:im," said the merchant,
"do you spin you. dreams from
the juice oE the pcp?y-hcad or the
wine of Shiraz, OF al" YOU AL ATE
of hashish, tbat you 60 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 cont nued,
GA poor old man such as | al dream,
too, not of ladies' lips and OF battle,
but of mere buying an: selling As Z
slept after my bread st midday Il
dreamed that Selinl had Il rare per =
fume-holder to sell me, and that I !
bought it, and sold it aga;n To Marco
the Venetian, to the great profit of my
Selim and myself. Have | stumbled
on the truth in a dream, my friend.'
II have no pertume-EOlder 70 sell
you," said Selim; al have but the
things you see on my shop board"
This the merchant made him repeat 50
that all could hear it; and even then
began at him again.
But dreams are sent irnm Allah
"Some dreams are frOIa Allah, mrI-
chant, but not yours; there 5 my m"r-
chandise; if you will buy : viii sc
you good worth. for | need money To-
# not, leave me, il the name
of him on whom be peace"
The merchant did a. length bn" of
Selim's delicate haadiwoTS. Which he
rs covetous 70 p,~-r-S ~ hG
was loath TO part with his ""f com.
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