The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-10-12

\ far distant. ksdour cared nothing for
them; what he lOnged for was Katel's quick
| glance round bis sick room TO see il any,
thing we e wanting for his comfort; be
| sighed for the blue eyes 10 which the Ugh,
played as brightly as IN drops of clear spring
water.
Little by little, however, the tender
charm # those blue eyes, mingled with the
memory Of mis- convalescence and the soft
tempered air OF France faded from his
mind. At last, Kadour had forgotten
Katel, and throughout the valley of the
Cnelif, nothing was talked OF but bis ap-
preaching marriage vita Yamina. the
daughter Of the Aga of Djeudel.
One morni- z long train of mules was
seen vending toward town; Kadour-ben-
Cherifa and his father were going to buy
the wedding presents. The whole day was
spent by them in the bazars, choosing burn
Gus shot with silver, Smyrna rugs, amber
necklaces and earrings. and while he fingered
the pretty jewels, the foss-silks aud fine
/ stutfs. KadOur thought only Of Yamina.
The Orient had regalned him compile ely,
but more by means of the force of haDit,
and the influence of the atmosphere than by
genuine heart-bonds.
Towards evening the train Of mules laden
with cou6ins all pulled out with treasures
turned down the street of the faubOurg.
when before the door of the Arabian bureau
luOJ IOulQ LlelE way
by a greater crowd. It was a party
of immigrants who had just arrived
from France; no preparations had been
made for their reception. and the unfor-
tu1ate strangers we're vainlY entreating
aid and seeking information. Some of them
were hopeleSsly sitting Oh their baggage,
exhausted by their journey and annoyed by
the curiosity of tue crowd, while to add to
their misery, night was coming on, increas-
inc itc 10 fha 6ae0latan.o, -
unknown land.
Kadour looked at the exiles mocha nically.
but he was. on sudden, seized with a strong
emotion as he recognized the dress of the
old peasants the velvet bodies of their
wives, and the women's long hair, of the
color of the ripe harvest. In another
minute his forgotten dreams had become
reality, for he saw before him the soft fea-
lures and golden hair of Katel. Yes, there
she stood, with old Rupert, her mother
and all the little children, far away from
the saw-mill on tho ripping Sauerbach
which still flowed past the abandoned
home.
"Kadourr'
"Katel!"
He turned pale and she blushed slightly.
In few minutes the exiIe's difficulty was
settled. The Kaid's house was large and
the Immigrants were welcome to install
OF land was accorded them. Quickly the
mother gathered up the bundles and called
together her children, who had begun
already to play with the little natives; pall-
NELL they were all put up in the oubins
among the silks and precious stuffs, and
Katel laughed merrily at finding herself
mounted in such grand style on All Arab
mule. Kadour laughed too, but less heartily,
and with a sort of suppressed delight
As night was falling round aud the air
growing cool. he wrapped his former nurse
in beautiful striped burnous, one of the
wedding presents, embroidered with pearls,
and with its soft folds falling round her
and the fringe glistaniug brightly, she sat
motionless and smiling, looking like
blonde houri just escaped from the harem.
As Kadour gazed on her thousand mad
projects crossed his mind. He would
break his troth with the aga's daughter
and marry Katel-noue but Katel for him.
And some day they would be returning to-
gether from the city, all alone in lane of
oleanders, she smiling at him on the mules
back, he holding her bride as at present.
Eagerly, still dreaming. he gave the signal
for the departure of the train, but Katel
stopped HIM. saying in her soft voice:
Wait a minute. Here comes my hus-
band"
Katel was married. Poor Kadourl