Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1891-01-08

The frown on the Caliph's brow deep
ened into a seowl, and Tom realized
that something was going very wrong.
He made another bow and began again:
"Oh, mighty Caliph," he said, trying
to look awed and solemn; power Is In
thy right hand and in thy word Is great
wisdom. Thou art the protector Of the
poor and the stronghold of the limo
cent"
Here he stopped to take bre;;h, and
then went on, though he wondered
somewhat how he was going to ge.
around to the point in this way.
Thy daughters eyes are like two
stars of the heavens, and in my heart
they have wrought much ruin. She is
as the pearl of the sea, and as the dia-
mond so is her beauty. She is -"
How long he could have kept this up
do not know, for he was warming to
his work; but at this point the Caliph
made gesture to his men and they
| advanced toward the unfortunate
stranger.
wait" said Tom, stepping back
quickly, az have yet word to say to
the Caliph."
Thou thinkest," he said, turning
again to that individual and speaking
rapidly now, for he saw that he must
do something quickly, thou thinkest
that 1 am but servant, and am at thy
mercy, but 10! am the offspring of the
sun, and the moon is my mother, and
verify, if thy slaves but lay a hand on
| me will burn them and thee with my
fathers fire"
As he spoke he took upa bowl that
had been placed near by and made pass
| or two over it with his hands.
Immediately bright flame burst forth
and shot up toward the ceiling.
"See, here is witness of my power"
he said; shall l show thee more?"
He made another pass in the vacan.
air and the room blazed for a moment
with a terrible flame. The attendants
fell on their faces in horror and the Co
liph grew pale 70 his very lips. He made
brave attempt to control himself,
however.
Peace he said, and despite his eff
forts his voice trembled little. ''It
pleases me to be mercifuL What
wouldst thou have me to do?"
Tom folded his arms across his
bosom and spoke slowly as became the
advantage he had just gained.
'Give me thy daughter" he de-
manded.
The Caliph frowned, and Tom, seeing
this, hastened to add to the strength Of
his position.
"Wouldst thou have me draw down
the lightning of Heaven to consume
thee and thy people, o Csliph," he said
Verify l will do so, and thy land shall
be as the desert and this city but mold
ering ruins and he made another pass
over the bowl, bringing out once moro
binding sheet of flame.
BY this time the attendants set mp a
most unearthly howl, and crawling to
the feet of the Caliph begged him to do
any thing to rid the city of this terrible
person. The Caliph, too, was trembling
with fear, for he was an arrant coward
Give me thy daughter" commanded
Tom again
The Caliph arose and tried to steady
his voice as he surrendered, clinging
still to that odd arrogance of expression
so characteristic of his race.
MY son" he said, though thou art
unworthy, and though thy power as
compared to the might of my dominion
is as a drop in the ocean or single
sand in the desert, yet does it please me
to give her to thee. 1t is we'll The
peace of Allah be with you"
A few days after Zillah looked up at
her husband with Il kind of awe and
said:
And is it true that thou art mighty
sorcerer, with power over the lightning
and the fire of Heaven?'
mo, Zillah," said Tom when you
have learned English and few Other
things that you will need, will try T.
teach you a little chemistry, and the1
you can be the daughter of the sun and
the sister of the moon, and most any
thing like that if you like. u. A. New
comb, in Boston Globe.