The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-03-27

motheT-in-law on the husbands side.
Some dancing girls from Persia came
in and writhed and coiled 20 native
music while the audience lounged in
groups nibbling swee;meats and smok-
ing cigarettes.
About o'clock the meuzzin rang out
from the mosque across the road and
all devout Mohammedans, irand near
fell upon their faces TO repeat their
! chanting prayer. After sunset the ser
wants brought in supper and placed it
on trays upon the tabOurets. There
were bowls of rice, a large dish of lamb
cooked whole and stuffed with pistach-
10 nuts some frittcrs Of figs ana plate
of rose-leaf jam. Black coffee, thick
| and strong, and passed in little handle
less caps. The women crowded around
the tabouret, stretching out arms strung
with bracelets, Ia seize Il portion with
henna-stained finger tips. Such a chat
tering of shrill tongues and eager cries
to assert their rights. Liela was ut
first pushed aside, then offered choice
assortment of all.
Tomorrow said the vali,ie ha-
noun lsrali's mother), 1--WE will make
up party for the bath. Liela and
Fatima and Trigona shall go, and Zoe,
too, if she is good
\ dozen voices begged To be heard.
silence said the old woman, 81
choose the youngest to please your
MASTER
There was loud grumbiing at this
"Iou must not put henna on your
beautiful hair, Liela we dark ones
need it to make ours red; bat you viii
do as you are"
\ slave entered and whispered in
Liela's ear. The girl rose and follow
ed her unobserved.
A man stood outside the gate. He
had bribed the servant to be discreet
and held out TO Liels bandle and q
note. She read few lines in Greek,
which she understood quite well.
"Put on these clothes tomorrow af-
ternoon and meet me AT 6 o'clock Mt the
shop of Ali, the fez-preSser, on the
Stamboul side Of Galata bridge. Tell
this man, my servant, what to do II
this be not right"
"I cannot meet your master there,
for | know not my way about the city,
She looked fearfu.ly over her shoulder.
The women were all inside, laughing
over their desert. wait; We go to-
morrow 10 the bath, opposite the Mos
que of Majahi. Can you wait for me
at the door and take me 70 your mas
ter?'
Excellent ~
'It shall be, then; at 6 O'Clock we
leave the bath. But tell me your mas
teT's name. DO not know it.'
Monsieur Lapelini, Maurice Lape-
lini," whispered the man in her ear.
She united the buldle aud saw suit
of European clothes fashionably made,
a little bonnet and a pair of gloves were
not forgotten. She hid them under
her rug and placing the c1shiols over
it sat there the rest Of the evening till
she curled herself up like the Others
and went II sleep.
At 10 o'clock the next morning the
party started for the bath, which, save
their weekly picnics at the Sweet Wat
ers of Asia, is the only outing Of the
Turkish women. They all Wore loose
feridjes of changeable silk, gauzy wells
aud carried parasols gaily embroider
ed. Each lady rode on a donkey and
several coarsely-clad female slaves ear
ried their clean linen and heavy rugs.
a tall black drlgomln led the way,
making a passage through the crowds
for his charges.
Instead of going to Gulata bridge 10y
the boat which goes up aad down the
Bosphorus, stopping at all the hamlet:
along the shore, the party went by a
footpath along the water and arrived
at the bath tired and dusty. They
were, however, better guarded from
the gaze of tine Christian than they
would have been in the boat in lat
ticed portion SET aside for their use.
1t was at the entrance to the batt
that Aladdin saw his princes unveiled
and il is there that the women of Con
stantinople, Turks, Levantines anC
travellers curious for the experience
can be found lounging away the day
Paying nominal sam to the dor