Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-09-21

90 humble Christian a MIR. Hagopian
re lean from Xenophon that in Ar
meuia the honey has a strong poison
concealed aril It's sweets. This pois
is attributed to a variety of rhododen
dron which grows there in wild ppo-
fusion. The coffee, too, oi
that district sometimes occasions the
most melancholy accidents-especially
if 1t be made by an enemy. Mr.. Hago-
pan thought regretfully of the inciden
tai drawbacks to hristianity-draw-
backs which involved the remuneration
ofsuch expeditions methods ofremovInR
a foe 10 another sphere of usefulness.
But Jack di1'nt take coffc", and Hago-
plan was a Christian-or said that he
was.
Have you the authorization of the
American Board of Missions for m to
proceed to Sivas?" asked Melissa.
"The authorization. ?" lie felt In his
pocket "Oh, yes, | have him at the
hotel, but it is all right.
81 should TX to see it, dryly re-
marked Nell sa
II will fetch him presently, said
Mr., Hagopian, ruefully fumbhng again
for the non existent document.
"And when do you start?" querieo
Melissa.
when yo1 make to get ready, said
MIR. Hagopian. He seemed in hurry.
You actually propose that We should
travel together?" inquired Melisss
with assumed Indifference.
Eyes Why not, teautiful Mees2'
a. Ill r,ena1 ~
and Melissa played with her fan. ''Do
you see Mr.. Miller comingp"
Mr.. Hagopian looked through the
blinds.
ono, he said shortly "He is away
At the Claversons. He makes to walk
to see Mees Cecilia. The fat Mees
Cecilia. Oh, so ploomp, so fat as
never wssr'
You estimate beauty by weight
then?"
"Ob, yes. In Circassis it is on milk
the girls are made fat. But you will
make fat to yourself Oh, yes, when
you once get to Sivss you will make
fat to yourself. You will sit on the
tops of the house all day, and do moth
ing but well, oh, so round-make moth
ing but fat" He spread out his hands
as if TO signify how fat Melissa would
get. "And you will preach on Sun
days. Here, it is not good at all. 1t
is not good. You make to rush about,
to hurry, to what you call 'Ay round.
You cannot get fat. You ices eat, You
cold water drink, you like not rice and
milk. Ah-h, Armenia people do not
make to run about, to dance. They sit
on the ground, on the house-top; the Y
smoke, they eat rahat lakOum. And
they are so beautiful-so fat as never
vas"
Thank you, but don't want to be
so fat as never was Mr.. Hagopisn."
Hagopian, regretfu ly. ''She is 50
ploomp. Mr.. Jack can never to get
his arm round her, she is so ploomp.
lie watched Melissa narrowly.
Very possibly" said Melissa, still
ianning herself. She bad always dis
liked that horrid Claverson girl,
$50 ploompl" repeated Hsgo
plan.
"I don't very well see how we cal
travel together" Melissa continued.
isn't there any way out of it9"
eyes" said Mr.. Hsgopian. 81 have
wait to tell you the one way out. By
yourself You will be, OH so helpless;
you will not stand. With one big tree
to lean against, to make you strength,
you will be known as the great han.
oum, the hsnoum who is rich, rich.
rich but who leaves all for the poor
Armenian.
"Are you the poor Armenian t.
whom am to leave everything"
"Yes, beautiful Mees, 1 am the pool
Armenian. Without you, l am as the
bull-bull, the bull-bull who pines for
his mate. Marry me, and L will sing
oh, all day long-sing like the little
frogs in the marsh. And l will lcok
after your money. Oh yes; 1 will look
after your money. Oh, these damn
wicked Armen--I mean, these poor
brethren will wheedle out Of you al
yrur money. unless L am there
To
''Help them?" asked Melissa "ThsnB
you. l needn't go all this way to AR
menis to be swindled. 1t occurred K
me that it might be az well to make
some inquiries about you before
trusted myself to your hands. L die
so-through PInkerton's Detective
Agency. 1t would seem that the
American Mission people don't know
you. They rather imagine you to be tht
servant of one of their missionariei
who declined to return to Armenia"
The Armenian became hvid. To us,
his own picturesque phrsseology, h,
| turned rs green "b never was.
Don't deny it," ruthlessly contin
ued Melissa. "Have you any money!
l L.
as he displayed his empty pockets
NO." beautiful Mees, have not AM
money. not one mediIdieh. The land
lord makes say to me what he call
q friendly game at the,poker the care
poker, not the stove poker. But b,
make the c,rds up his sleeve and dow
his boot all the time. When someon,
spiks to me / turn away, and the land
lord makes to jump out the cards. VI
h, they are wicked people, thes,
Canadians. And the others say
Beautiful; bully for you, the brsv
man who play poker like Canadians a
if born. And 1 clay, and play, suC
play. But the poker is too much. Al
my money-sll the money fo- my poo
brethren, for the schools at Khsrpout
for the old, the starving-make to ltsel
to go down the landlords boot-hi
damn boot cry. 1 rave, l swear
oh, / swear Just q little-I tear my haiI
but he all the luck has and the cards
Never the sccursed poker to me comes
Never. Oh-h, l am played out.
"Then it wasn't your own money!
mo, it was not my own money
beautiful Mees. 1t was for the heathen
for the poor; and it has make Itself t
the landlord All gone. Gone ik
t"e nsrghileh smoke; gone like tn
dream; gone like the pilaff. An
when beg fo1 it back they laugh-o
| yes, they laugh, and say-oh. wi
not make to my lips what they say.
is not proper for you, beautiful Mees
1t is what you call skin game The
have skin meme, the poor, helples
stranger. 1 have not of my skin left
and the landlord he has take to himsel
my best trousers. The brigand! Ma
he burn in Eblis."