The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1894-08-02

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series of plunges that sent the cock
ney, stirrupless, upon his neck. There
he chung tiercely, despairing terror on
his face and clammy perspiration on his
brow.
Harris will never live through this
ride" Edith said, in amused pity.
The next instant Latour's horse
wheeled; he gave Harris his congo,
drew up again at the lady's side, and
then cantered easily through the ancient
gate, past the still motionless offenders.
Latours trained ear caught the gut
tural words of the nearer one, "Ingleeze
etnain" (''Englsh, both?)
But the clatter on the stones drowned
all of the grunted reply save the words:
"Binta Observation-Disclosures kit
teer!' CA beautiful woman-to-morrow
very beautifully
Low as the words were Ediths ear
caught something of the sound, if moth
ing of the sense.
"What did those men say?" she asked.
"They are both Arabs" he answered
with smile, "yet they told one truth.
The first one said we were both English
by Jovew he suddenly interrupted
himself, "they must be strangers. AL
most every Arab in Cairo knows me;
every one of them knows my horses.
Some of the sheik's tribe probably"
The Bab-el-Nassr was left behind. The
horses, scenting the desert, stretched into
a sweeping gallop in the freshening even
ing air. The moon, now hanging her
silver disk clear above the horizon,
melted the yellow sands into placid
sea and her light toned the shadows of
the Tombs of the Caliphs. On slender
minaret and tumbling arch the moon
cleaned with softening touch, and be-
hind them she tipped the towers of the
citadel and domes of the mosques with
molten silver.
Suddenly Latour broke the silence.
"Thank you, so much" he said simply.
"And for very little" she answered
not hesitating one instant. Gwen in
the east do not need the harem guard
What an absurd paradox is the thing
we call society that an absurdity like
Harris could condone our indiscretions'
she paused imperceptibly-"were WI
indiscreet? have been long, and often
alone with you, with curious eyes to fol
low us and busy tongues to comment
too. What was correct for Edith Van
der Huysen is surely seemly for Lad.
Martindale."
In the softening moonlight her fac
was turned full to him. 1t seemed les
the face of yesterday than that of lon
ago; the eyes deeper, darker, NOR
tender than he had ever felt them.
"But l do thank you'll" he repeate
earnestly. Gas you say, the gossips ar
absent; and you are now-marrled!'
! She did not answer, but she looked 9
him again with strange expression o
her face The moon, cleaning whit
and strong, made even distant Object
: plain as day; and had Latour glance
behind him he might have noticed
( Bedouin mount his horse amid the ruiz
, of the caliphs' tombs, ride out into I'll
} shadow of great dome and watch the
retreating forms from under his hand,
l To the southwark few dark specl
: dotted the desert like molehills-tl
only breaks in that moonlit sea Of san
"What are those low hills" Ed
= asked, as she pointed her whip sout
s 81 do not remember them before"
= "They are tents, not hills" he reptile
: "The messengers of the recusant she
d for whom gave up the Suez trip 9
$ rived only at dawn"
t GLOW l should like to visit them
9 she said with eager interest. 81 ha
l. heard so much and seen so little of the
g desert kings. Can we not ride that tal
easily; it is not far But not
y night" he answered. 1.-THE Arabs Ike
:, early hours always, and these are in op
It disaffection to the viceroy. When
n answer comes we can arrange a visit
g unless" he added, with laugh, 18th
t. fold their tents and silently steal aw
y meanwhile-withs some of our horses.
d 81 should hate to be disappointe
" she reioined. 81 do not bear disappoi
N ment well, even in small things. A
N you know"--she paused an instant
g. have had great ones"
IS For while they galloped on in
ii lence, the detour bringing them into
Shoubra road, their path back to
t, city. But they were not now the s
lie night riders on the desert. The Bedo
,g at the tombs, still watching them, n
a. gave rein to his steed, glided out OF
I'd shadows and sped straight for the
to tant tents. But, looking only at
companion by his side, Latour took
RS note of him; only spoke abruptly and
ad consequently:
ed at seems to me but yesterday"
I. "To me it has seemed SO ever since
ga came" Edith answered instantly,
ar though continuing steady CONVEX
or ton. at may be that the air about
cir dwarfs those long ten years to MOTH
es ness, but somehow seem to have
err reckoning of all those days betw
, it West Point and-this!"
mo- "And was their memory 30 pleas
to your"
ON eyes; the memory was pleasant, s