The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1896-11-06

ihc Arabian Night| Entertainments.
and they 10 on me once. twice, three
timci and sent sensation through my
heart 20 which II was happily as yet
stranger
"Behlnd the figure stood less care.
fully yelled person Of an old female
servant That It was a young beauty
thus hid under the sllken balloon had
mo- doubt.
"Thc jewel merchant was busy with
his wares. No one but the old woman
saw the beauty make little sign with
her exquisite hand, bu, ,he did II.
The sign seemed to say walt and
waited.
"What waited Tor | hardly knew.
My rcpertory Of gesture Is not large.
No Engllshman's Is. nodded 'Yes.'
Il suniccd
"As she went away, guarded by her
old attendant, she repeated the motion.
"wait,' e. said again.
There was coffee house close at
hand, open to the street like all other
shops There iquatted on a cushion
and tpped and smoked.
81 saw a figure pass, pause, make
Ign TO me.
OF was the old woman, the servant
Of my mysterious beauty flung a
coin To the story teller and followed
her
leslie went on for long while until
began 20 think she would never speak
TO me, but at last she paused under the
shadow Of the blank plaster walls Of
house IN a quiet part Of the city, and
suddenly letting down long wisp Of
! gay hair took from II letter, a little
rrnoked thing. written on bright paper
.ni'drenehed with perfumes.
al little English know. Il began.
My mother she English. | walt for
you. Come
"'lvhere shall goP asked the old
woman.
"She beekoned. Again | followed.
We walked on, she going before, fol.
lowing, until she paused before a white
plas,ered wall, In which was narrow
door. Unlocking this, she motloned me
to enter, aud, almost treadlng ON M y
heels IN her haste. instantly slipped In
after me and reloeked q.
"l found myself In the most beautiful
garden imagination can depict BEYOND
It was rose arbor obeylng the old
woman's motions, entered the door Of
this fragrant retreat.
son the Instant two beautiful arms
were cast about my neck, aud voice
like that Of the nightingale softly
breathcd these words
oh, how long have waited for
you, JOY OF my soulr
"lt was the girl whom had seen at
the bazaar I knew her eyes and her
hands at once, and knew that had
me, my fate. loved her on the instant
as wen as she seemed to love me-"
"Bother," said Dick
81 can't make you understand that
delicious emotion" sald Tom. signing.
"rhere We sat together. talking like
lovers who had been parted for years.
She slipped a ring upon my fnger. I
gave her one from mine. vowed to
bear her away to the land where lovers
were not The slaves they were there. and
she promised TO meet me at the little
.....I.s. .af. a. s,.lN.a.LtW
"GoIng It fast" said Dick.
Suddenly, A. we sat there. the old
woman rushed Into the arbor. She
whlspe,el a word to my Youthful lady.
love. who wruag her hands "a terror.
"i'l Cor your NE she said. III Allah
spares my lie, I viii meet you at the
gates al midnight. II not, adeu until
We meet IN paradise
IA midnight Gsat upon the stone
heueh again, clad In a coarse oriental
dresr, but with pistol hidden beneath
it ! had resolved TO die rather than to
allow her TO be torn from me.
of waited. The moon rose rosnd and
yellow, 10 the ky. a strange bird ut
tered a ehTil cry. a dog barked ]
heard steps within the garden and shrank
back into the shadow. They were not
the steps Of women.
As listened the gate opened, and
four black slaves, bearing a burden,
emerged therelrom. As the moonlight
fell upon them, saw that they had the
sides Of great sack
"rhey marched away toward the
river As watched them, dreadlng /
know not what, the old woman, with
her hair dlsheysled, rushed on. Of the