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

to do business. And Selin1, opening
his shop, set to work again on the Ian
tern that had occupied him in the
morning.
The merchant paused for few min
utes, when out of Selim's sight, but
still in the confines of the brass-work-
ers' bazaar, and, with a Lowering and
complexioned face, seemed to call on
unseen powers to attest q mental VOW.
The Egypt an lad watched from the
steps of the big shop the merchants
pantomime. of irrepressible passion,
and seemed to ponder the possibility
of profit following such observation.
In spite of his simple attire there was
a suggestion of wealth about the mer-
chants person, for, however artfully
disguised, the rich man stands revealed
to him who lusts for gold.
A strident voice from outside the
brass market proclaimed that the noon
day rest was ended
Unhurrying the workers returned
to resume the days task. The meas
ured body of Gathering sound rose
again, half way towards silence in its
soporitic influence on the car, like the
continual BUSINESS of insects and birds
in u wood. -
Then came buyer, and there was
one hammer The less at work and two
tongues the more; the more buyers,
buyers friends and sellers friends,
and gradually the chattering gained
upon the Gathering.
Selim, so intent when all had been
resting, seemed more Thoughtful and
less active now. The mere work-a day
lantern that he labored at appeared to
grow distasteful to him, the blows of
his hammer followed one another with
less eagerness; once he covered his
eyes with his hand, clasping his fore
head convulsively as though it ached
1t was glaring hot afternoon and
the bazaar was full of noise. Presently
through the din of trading penetrated
other sounds from outside the market:
The shouts of moving crowd and the
sounds of their feet, and beating OF
drums and gongs, and, from time to
time, loud trumpet blasts. Loiterers
dccamped to join the throng outside,
buyers were carried away by their
curiosity to see what was happening in
the street; and some of the, sellers fol
lowed them, first charging their friends
who remained to keep a protecting
eve on their wares. The news diff
fused itself through tho market that 1t
was the marriage procession of a great
man-no less than the son of the late
King, dignitied by the present Shah
with the title of The-Shaddw-of-the:
Sultan's-Hand, though the low rank of
his beautiful mother prevented his
having any claim on the throne.
Selim hardly heard the gossip that
buzzed about him; he was too much
occupied with his own thoughts; the
shouted news that Interested his neigh
bors made his head ache, that was all.
Nobody asked him to mind their goods
for them-his reserve had made him
condemned as unsocialable, and if he
had cared to 60, there was no one he
could ask to protect his little store OF
brass lanterns and tho like. He had
no wish to leave his shop; what was a
princes wedding to him that he should
rejoice att? But he was relieved by
the emptiness of tho bazaar aud the
comparative quiet about him. He laid
aside tho incomplete lantern and look
ed at his left hand. Round the little
finger Of it was wrapped piece ofragi
Se1lm unwound it, revealing littl