The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1897-02-26

seas, with Vanished plauks, crossed 40
tho top with little browning rails of
gilt carving, very dainty aud very
smart The cradle whcro i laid my
back against whore tho coxswain would
DO seated in an American gig, was
lined with red cushions and white
lamb skins
Thoro wero two boatmen, because
fh0 Sweet Waters whore We wore 20
land, was far up the BoHphorus, and
Il was tolorablY hard work, even for
thom, brawny aud accustomed to row.
ing as they were.
Antonio, my scoundrol Of o guido,
held forth on the white minarots look
ing gho5tliko ia the moonlight and on
tho dark cypress trees throwing their
heavy shaking shadows athwart tho
phoaphorcscent water. Ho babe me
observe how the oaiqueioo (bontman)
iastona his oars by a leather loop to o
peg on the side OF the boat, which had
no rowlocks-a simple plan, that pre-.
vents their ever being lost, unless they
break in some of the whirling and i'm
potuous currents of tho Bosphorus.
Every time i looked tho boatmon
laughed with OH their teeth, and said,
a0irmativoly, "Bono, Johnny" upon
which 1 called out authoritatiyely,
"Chapuk |" (quic',, quickly and Of
which they invariably replied by say
ing, "Yawash, yawash +" meaning,
"No hurry, al in good time"
Antonio, as We progressed, gradu-
ally transferred his conversation from
myself to the boatmen. At that time
I knew very little OF their sweet-sound.
jargon, and naturally feeling uninter-
ested, closed my eyes and sank into
a reverie, to be aroused thereIrom by
ono Of the boatmen using q Turkish
phrase, the meaning Of which was
known TO me, IN tones Of the deepest
disgust. Their fierce and furtive
glances, together with the frequent
use of that one phrase, which might
be translated thus: "Dog Of an inf.
del" confirmed q sudden suspicion
that / was in q serious scrape, 1 was
so seated that, although my face was
not seen by them, 1 could discern their
features and gestures plainly.
"Chapuk" I cried imperiously,
knowing that it Is generally best to
show no white feather. "Yawash,
yawash /" returned the boatmen de.
family.
"No hurry, sare," said Antonio,
lighting his chibouk and putting away
complacently.
How regretted having left the PerG
Hotel at that unseemly hour to see q
parcel of CircassIan ragamufIins, who
we're perhaps not worth seeing How
roundly swore that, if it we're per
mitted me to issue scatheless from thai
scrape, I would never be out again
after dark in Turkey. Past the Maiden'i
Tower, a sort of legendary lighthouse
that stands on a rock at the entrance
of the Golden Horn, opposite Scutari
past long lines of vessels and rows Of
dark red wooden houses with broad
brimmed fiat roofs, and cellar like
boat houses; past plane trees and cy
presses, silent caiques and coffee
houses, and here and there q dread
lump of carrion, bobbing like a foai
in the moonlight, swollen and horrible
we reached at last the Sweet Waite,
meadows, where the caiques wer,
gathered thick as carriages round thu
door of the Theatre Francois.
I had mind to make those tive
villainous boatmen row me back again
because as we we're near one of tn
| Sultan's tinselly Italian palaces
neither they nor the audaoiou
Albanian dare attempt violence jus
then; but, unfortunately, 1 wa
troubled with weakness called pride
which troublesome infrmity ] shoul
advise my readers, if ever they or
placed in similar circumstances, t,
conquer right away. Although / fel
I thereby placed my life in jeopardy
1 could not for the life of me take tn
certain way of escape that offered il
self, and determined to pursue at a.
hazards the object for which l had sc
out.
The two boatmen jumped on land
and drawing the caique almost higI
and dry, so that we should not wet on
feet, stood with ready palms held GU
to receive their pay. gave fey
piasters to each and then an animate
conversation ensued between m
dragoman and them, conducted i
Turkish, and in which the constan
repetition of the phrase before trans
lated again occurred.
"Dey will wait, sare," said tn
Albanian, at its conclusion.
"All right" l returned, affectin
more GOODNESS than I felt, for I had n
arms with me bigger than a penknife
and I had seen them produce, durin
the palaver, bright, uglY-lookln
j knives from their voluminous sleeves
"Chapuk want to get back soon.
, Antonio uttered q valedictioI t
his--as Isupposed them -accomplices
and we entered q defle whose quick,