Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-10-21
KAIDUR i. =, N.ATEL

luc AAst.Aha N4.N. Zee .'s"' htS teiieNSu
10 be dying when .:' = carried into old
Rippert's sawm;,l "a i';lInrrbach. For
Eve long wees E'i rs in II dream,
parched with f'rga Tracked with the
pain of his w"lai :i.: si.als he thought
he was IN the la. - "A. shouting and
bounding acrhSs t,.'n = & Is and hop
gardens of WisseJn;. :, 4: other times
he fanciel hl:.i>-.i 81 'I..o.. nj home in
Algiers with his fl;,., .ila laid of Matt
matas
At last hr op'arl i;'' = AMI became
dimly conscious Of bs..!s u II cool. clean
room. with wli.. a?G ~ ut the win
dows. ami outside ';rry.i branches wav-
ing. and liGh, clouGs sing before the
sun. Near his bel 81 u i.itle sister Of
charity. wa,chfrl aatl !I!at. wearing in
deed no silver cross 40 rosary. no veil,
but. instead. two lf ha,ids of yellow
hair falling over "a back velvet bodice.
From timetI time plnr u would call
"Katei, katsl'" an the peasant girl
would 20 On tiptop ont Of the room. and
then the invalid W nd hears clear young
voice which seem'l to him rs refreshing
a. the sound of the brook that ran muir
muring under the windows Of the mill.
Kadour Was i'll for a long time, but
the Ripperts took such good care Of him
that his wounds healed, and they con-
cealed him so cleverly that the Prussians
were not able to send him to die Of cold
in q casemate ut Mayence. Soon he be-
gan TO talk. showing his white teeth; then
he took a few steps round the room, with
one sleeve hanging empty and "A great
gaping hole in the midst Of the embroi-
derry, and his arm still bandaged and
helpless. Then he went every day into
the little garden. and Katel would bring
out a little rug seated armchair for the
invalid, putting it down in the warmest
corner by the wall. where the grapes
npened the earliest. and Kadour, who.
being a kaid's sou. had studied in the
Arabian college at Algiers. would thank
her in French, which sounded a little
barbarous. mingled as it was with bono
bezetf and maeach bono.
Without suspecting it the young Turk
was falling under aspell. The easy gay
ETY. of the French maiden. who lived as
free as a bird. her face unveiled even in
the ops a air. and her window unbarred,
'astonishel while it fascinated him. 1t
was so very different from the walled
up life Of his countrywomen. with their
white. lemon scented wells.
Katel. on her part, thought the
stranger a little too dark skinned: but
he had such a frank face and he hated
the Prussians so. One thing displeased
her terribly, and that was that over
there in Algeria a man might have sew
eral wives. She could not understand
that. and one day when Kadour. to tease
her. said in his foreign jargon. "kadour
Don marry-have four wiyes-fUur"-
the girl exclaimed angrily, -Four wives:
Oh, the villain, the pagan"
The Turk burst out laughing as glee.
fully as a child; then, suddenly growing
serious and silent, be fixed his great
darx eyes upon her face. That was the
beginning
Kadour, completely cured, went homo
to his father. and one can imagine the
festivities that were held in his honor
in the land of the Matimatas. The reed
flutes and the little drums played their
sweetest airs to welcome him, and when
the old kaid. seated in his doorway, saw
coming down the cactus walk the be-
loved son whom he had thought dead he
trembled as If with ague under his
white burnous. For a whole month
there was an uninterrupted series Of diffas
and ~fantasias. all the Kaids aud Agas o.
the neighborhood disputed for the honor
Of entertaining Kadour- bent herifa, and
every evening in the Moorish cafes he
was entreatri 10 describe the battles in
which he had fought.
But alas! all these lete, and hOnors
did not make him happy IN the midst
OF the souvenirs o. has childhood. mis-
horses. his crryhounls, his arms and
all the splendofs Of has fathers mansion.
there was one thing wanuGg-the art
less. merry laugh Of Kntel. The little
perpetual praiiliug oi the Arab women.
which had onrr l..l lns heart beat
With pleasure. row iat aei and an.
noyed bim: he woCll MT admire their
orange flower wreatils ali wide use
Of q rose color satin. bat thought only
Of q pair VI long Jrai4s having no pearl
ornaments. yet shining like golden
threads nndcr the setting sun IN a little
AlsntiaD garden FAR away And yet. II
Ksdour would U look about him,
he could bee a pair Of beautiful black
eyss made Languid with koll watching
him frum behind the grated windows Of
90 old Aga's house not Tar distant ks
dour cared nothing for them; what hs
-longed for was Katel's quick glance
rsund the sick room ~ see " anything
wore wanting tor Inns comfort; he sighed
for the blue eyes In which the light
played as brightly ~ In drop Of cls&
spring water.
little by little, however, the tender
charm Of those blue eyes. mingled with
ths msmosy Il his conyalsscsooe and
ti,s suft tsmpsssd sir Of France. faded
sspn hs nipd. ~ Ksdour bad for