Arizona republican., 1892-03-16

Little sleep could he take for the fear that was in his heart, and so about the midnight hour he began to play on his siivery toned flute so softly and sweetly, so clearly toned and so sadly and plaint- lively, that, IS was afterward found out, 1t even melted the heart of a stone idol which was kept in temple near.
 While be was thus playing he was startled to hear some one moaning and wailing outside the cell window, so he climbed up on the stone ledge Looking out he saw the queerest figure, dressed all in white satin, its head covered by an immense, tall, pointed hat, lying flat on the ground and sobbing bitterly.
 Who may you be, oh, sad one, and why do you weepy" asked Nestri.
 The figure did not move, but answered:
 "l-l-l am the hea-a-ad co-o-o-ok of the co-o-o-oking college, and to-o-o-morrow l-l-l must lo-o-ose my head and b-b-b-beautiful b-b-bl-black cue, four teen f-f-fe-e-et long, b-b-b-because Ill cannot think of a-a a-a new dish for the emperor's great feast. Blob -boo-ho-o-o. oughv
 And Nestri pitied him so much that be said:
 "Here, head cook of the cooking col. lege, hold your hat"
 And the head cook of the cooking col lege stood up and held his hat
 Then Nestri emptied his bag of cur rant jelly into it, saying:
 With this fill twenty flaky tarts, and by the great Punjabian idol, if you give them to the emperor for his feast, then IS your precious head safe"
 And sure enough, at the feast the fol- lowing day, the emperor was so delight ed with the currant tarts that he con ferred the order of the Iron Chopsticks and the Yellow Button on the head cook of the cooking college
 Then Yuhwhan Kian summoned the chief counselor to him, saying:
 "Now, chief counselor, can you pro- duce 8 novelty for our entertainment"
 And the chief counselor ordered Nes- tri, who had been brought from tho prison, to play.
 And the emperor was entranced with the music. But it seemed so easy to play on the reed flute that the emperor was sure he could perform artistically upon it, so he made Nestri let him take his reed flute.
 Now Nestri was no simpleton, and he did not wish the emperor to know how easy it was to play on the reed flute, so just before he gave it to him he stuffed the rolled up sheet of thin ivorine back into the flute out of sight.
 The emperor puffed out his fat cheeks pursed up his lips and blew once, but not sound came. He blew a second time, and no sound was forthcoming; a third time-a tremendous blast-and this time the wind forced the receipt for the current jelly out of the flute and it fell on the floor at the foot of the en- peror's throne.
 Then the emperor was furiously an gry and he hurled the reed flute at Nes- tri, hoarsely bawling;
 "Get thee gone, thou hoodoor'
 And Nestri ran for his life; but tho the receipt on the thin sheet of ivorine was left behind
 It was as the great-grandlnothe had said, the taste of the currant jell caused warning and strife.
 Yuhwhan Kian was obliged to go into ship out on the sea and carry the re- ceipt with him to keep it away from the other kings and emperors who were so anxious to possess it,
 One afternoon, as the fat old fellow was sitting on the deck of his junk and carefully holding tue rolled up sheet of ivorine, an albatross flying above mis- took it for piece of macaroni
 The big albatross knew that macaroni was very nutritious, and being hungry he swooped down and stole the ivorine roll
 Andsnow there arose fierce storm, and the cruel emperor's junk was sunk and he drowned. But the wind blew the albatross right inland
 1t blew so hard and so long that the great bird was finally driven northwest entirely over Europe and Asia, until he dropped at last on the coast of Ireland, where he was found by two Irish gen tlemen more dead than alive, Clutched spasmodically in his claw was the re- ceipt on the ivorinc roll.
 "What is itF' said one.
 And it's not that know, Murry."
 Don't you. Mir. Hayward? Take an other look at it. Being professor, you might know what those funny letters are"
 So the professor looked again, and be- ing very wise he was able to guess at what the queer letters were.
 "Sure. Murry, we have found won derful receipt for making the filling for em?- 'm?-yes, filling for tarts. And, furthermore, I'm thinking that this same receipt was written by a Tartar"
 Uncle Jack, don't you think you could draw some pictures of the crest and the emperor and Nestri, and"-
 Wait just moment You must have mistaken me for a full fledged amusement bureau"
 No. not 'sactly, Uncle Jack. Please 1 lean down here."
 | Uncle Jack leaned down close tc Paul's pillow, and the little fellow whis. pered;
 No, not 'sactly; but you are really just as entertaining as the clowns at the circus, and l thank you.-A. 5. Il. in Boston Globe.