Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1893-06-17
A TURKS LOVE STORY

To those who believe that Turk who
purchases his wife and keeps harem has
no love story and knows nothing Of the ro-
nance of love the following facts may be
instructive. Suffice II 10 sag. that all the
parties except the husband OF the English
girl referred to and Safvet Pasha ars still
alive. that know them all personally. and
thrt have simply altered their names for
various reasonsi
Hussein Bey--for so shall call him-was
Turk ofthe Turks, Of the bluest blood that
sver flowed In the veins OF Moslem. His
father was pasha OF great distinction, his
mother the worthy daughter of worthy
follower Of the prophet, and Hussein, as
lad. five times day reoited the Mohamme-
dan creed with fervor which left nothing
to be desired.
In process Of time Hussein developed
artistic powers, which his parents were anx-
ious to cultivate. "He must 60 to Paris, :"
they said, "and learn painting Of the 'Gia-
ours who know more about these matters
than the children of the prophet. whom Al
lah keep in his eternal rest"
So Hussein's name was one day men
toned to the Sultan Abdul Aziz, who was
good enough to nominate him forthwith
one of the attaches to the Turkish embassy
In Paris.
At this time Hussein was about 10 years
old, good looking, smart. impressionable.
and when he went off many o Moslem
damsel who had hoped to marry him
walled with great noise
For a couple of years Hussein held his
appointment in the Turkish ambassadors
suite, painting with such success under
the care of first rate Partisan master
that at length his pictures, which were
usually from inanimate nature, were &C
cepted and exhibited in the Salon, to the
delight of Hussein and the satisfaction Of
the public.
Now, I should mention that room being
scant In the embassy, Hussein had to find
lodgings abroad and that he had taken
apartments In the house Of an English gen.
tleman who resided I'm Paris. In that fam
lily there was u comely British maiden
daughter Of the head of the house-whose
long eyelashes, tripping step, silvery laugh
and pleasant conversation made great inn
preston upon Husseiu Bey. Gradually as
the days wore on the Moslem youth fell In
love with this dainty damsel, got to wor-
ship the ground on which she trod, sighed
to make her his very own. And grieve to
say that the young lady, who should have
discouraged these advances. smiled on his
love.
At last he popped the question" was ac-
cepted and even received by the father Of
the family with hearty welcome. All he
now had to do was to speak to the embas-
sador--a good hearted old pasha-and the
thing could be arranged forthwith, for
Husseins father had died, left him moder-
ately rich, and there need be no delay Of
the nuptials
Away went Hussein to his chief "Ex-
cellency" he said as he bowed low and
touched the ground in front Of the pasha
with the back of his hand, II love a rare
and radiant maiden named Ellen, an Eng
lish girl. Give me your consent, and will
be we'd"
"Inshallahp' please Cod responded old
Safvet Pasha, do you love this Giaour
girls"
"Yes. with all my heart" was Hussein's
reply.
"Then come here this evening about
o'clock" replied Safvet. ave must act at
once"
Hussein went away overjoyed. The en-
bassador had not reproved HMM fact, q
subtle smile-doubtless of satisfaction
had played upon his face as he spoke. Hus-
sein felt that all would be right.
That night he went to the embassy, there
to be seized by servants of the pasha, tied
hand and foot, gagged, sent off to Mar
settles by the night train in a reserved car
riage, thence to be shipped off in Turkish
vessel to Constantinople, where he arrived
In due course, and where he married forth
with by command of the stern Abdul Aziz
who never allowed himself to be disobeyed,
Mohammedan damsel selected for him by
the sultans chief eunuch.
i am not going todescribe Hussein's grief
for that ] should require many columns
but Hussein mourned for many a year for
his lost love, who. by the way. married an
Englishman and came to live In a suburb
of London.
One day Hussein was sent by the present
sultan of Turkey, Abdul Hamid, to London
on mission. / met him. Wespent many
evenings together. and I thought he had
forgotten all about the British girl, when
one night he asked me II we could go and
see her. "Only minute" he pleaded, land
In your presence" will not detail how
arranged meeting, but they did see each
other-she in the squalid home Of a man
who earned little and drank much; he. the
wealthy favorite of a great oriental poten-
tate
As led him away, bathed In tears. he
murmured;
II don't think should have felt so sad
had but found her happy."-Exchange.