The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1894-07-26

know, . warrior, that Ismail, son of
lbrahim, is the ruler of Egyyt, but not
of the tribes of the Beni-Ah Only one
master know they-the great sheik of all
the Bedouins, whom men call the king
of Syria"
Thou hast spoken, o sheik," Latour
replied with equal gravity. THE writ
ing shall go to his highness this very
hour. For the other matters thou speak
sst of--thou art a soldier as am. We
listen only and obey"
"Thou sayest wisely, o warrior" re-
,ponded the sheik. Il will await under
my tent the return of thy messenger.
Peace be with theel" And he rose to de-
part.
peace be with thee, also" again an
swered Latour. 81 do not make thee, 0
'heik, the empty offer of palace within
pur walls; for we'll know that the chill
dren of the desert breathe not freely IN
der roof"
Without reply the Arab again made
gesture of salutation and departed slowly.
Latour wrote and sent his dispatch to
the minister of war, took his MONDAY
meal and smoked chibouque. Then
he picked up volume of the new Cup
ton Tactics" literally margined with
notes of his own. Over the page danced
diagrams of the Military academy, with
memory traced maps of its fsvorite walk.
The pressure of duty over, reaction
had come; the unwonted scenes Of the
past night dominated his thoughts and
a restlessness possessed him which his
pipe and his divan could not overcome.
So, throwing on white mess jacket, he
strolled lazily out into the sitting air of
the narrow streets. Mechanically he
crossed the Ezbekieh and approached the
Hotel dOrient, never noting his route
until he almost ran against Lord Mar
tindale's man.
"Why, Harris!" he exclaimed, "you
here: Has Lord Martindale already re-
turned?'
"No, your ighness, e 'asn't," answered
the man with woful failure of military
salute "'Is ludship will not be 'ome
huntil halter midnight, but Hi was left
because 'er leddyship was hill"
Her ladyship ill" Latour repeated.
Not now, your 'ighness; not now,
Harris replied. "But she was so hill
this mornink that melud Martindale
could 'ardly consent to leave 'er. Honly
er leddyship hinsisted, in 'er hown way
50 Pearson tinted to me. Hand wen 'el
leddyship hinsists, wy is ludship as
honly one think to do Hi beg your
ighness' pardon" he interrupted him
self suddenly. ''Hi 'ope your ighnes'
ii hoverlook my repeatink of Pearson,
hindecent"-
Hold your tongue! Come with me,
Latour answered turning into the frui
shop near.
And soon Harris, as penance for to-
loose tongue, was staggering under
hamper of those fruits rarest to western
, taste, accompanied by note pencilet
= on his card, to regret her sickness ant
protfer Lady Martindale any possibl
!. service during her husbands absence.
i, Suddenly the Creole's restlessness al
: disappeared; he found the heat outsid
= unbearable; so, returning to quarters
aa threw himself ON the divan and real
:, Upton, quite Understandings.
Ere long Harris, now quite taciturn
l. brought note of thanks. Lady Mar
tindale was quite recovered; woul
= again trespass on Col. Latour's goodnes
for horses for herself and groom. Sh
!. felt the need of gallop, and Lord MAJ
10 tindale would be absent until midnight
- Of course the reply was that Col. La
y tour begged to accompany her ladyshil
- after evening stables
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