The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-07-17
"a WOMAN SAVED.


weii, you must know tndics, that ! was
al Iarnaka IN le--. One day went out
of tho town 10 sketch. With me there was
a young EDglishman Eam ed Sir John Tyr
rel, very amiable, "a goodacllow and good
liver, one Of those men precious In travel
ing .bccause they think Of dinner, never
forget the provisions anc arc always In
good humor. Besides,ah ahe was travelling
withmt an object and knew nothing Of
geology or botany, sciences which are very
| Irritating In trayelingcompanion.
Ihsd seated myself In the shadow OF
ruin.a bout 200 feet from the son, which In
4 this SPOT was ovcrhung by perpendiculsr
| rocks. was very busvssketcbing the ro-
,nains Of an antique Asarcophagus, while
A Sir, John, stretched 0uton the grass, smok-
4 ing scsne delicious tobacco from IArnaka,
rAdionled my unfortunate passion for tho
beaux arts Beside us "a Turkish drago-
1 manwyhom we had taken into our scrvics
Was making us some coffee. He WAS the
hest IL aker of coffee and the greatest COW
l and of all the Turks ever knew.
| AL at once Sir John cried toyfully:
"Jore are some men coming down the
| msmntains bringing snsryl We will buy
| sonesof 1t and make. sherbet with
| orange"
raised my eyes and saVv coming toward
I us tn, Ass upon which great bundle was
! loaded. crosswise. Two slaves held It up
! on eitlnr side. In front AN ass driver led
\ the Ass and behind a venerable Turk with
white heard closed the, march, mounted
\ ,on quito "a handsome herse. The whole
\ processiC advanced slowiy and with much
gravity.
Our Turk, while blowing on his fire,
\ cast gla nee aside at the burden of the ass
7 and said to us, with a singular smile,
! '"rhat ia not snow. ~ Then he busted him
\ phlegm.
Y "Wmt sis It, thcn?" demanded Tyrrcl.
ais it something to eat?"
"For fishes" replied the Turk.
At this moment the man on horseback,
| e1arting off at a gallop toward the sea,
| PASSED quite near us, not without throw
ing us ,0f those looks ofSutter contempt
that the Mussulman Is always ready to be-
stow upon Christians. He nrged his horse
&C far as hhe perpendicular rocks of which
Iepoke andsstopped short At the sheerest
place. He gazed at the sea land appeared
TO be seanhiyg for the best place from
which to fling himself.
We examined more attentiyely the bur
den the ass CARVED, and we were struck by
the strange form Of the sack.
All the stories of wives drowned by jeal-
Gus husbands instantly recurrod to us. We
communicated oar thoughts to each other.
"Ask those rascals," said Sir John to
our Turk, "if that Is not "A woman they
are carrying So"
The Turk opened his great eyes aghast,
but not his mouth. 1t was evident he
found our question entirely too indiscreet.
At this moment, the sack being close to
us, we saw it stir distinctly, and we even
heard kind Of grsaning or gruntipg come
/ from It,
Tyre, though sover of good cheer, is
very cbivalrous. He jumped up like a
madmar, ran to the,ass driver and asked
him in English, he was so beside himself
with rage, what 1t was he was driving
thus and what he proposed to do with his
scnck. lie ass driver,was unable to Hply,
shut the sack was violently agitated, and a
svoman' S cries were heard, upon which the
two slaves commenced to thump on She
slck withethe leathern, straps which they
used to- drive the ass. Tyrrel was beside
himself. With vigorous and scientific
blow of the fist he felled the ass driver 10
ube earth and seized one of the slaves by
the throat, whereupon che sack pushed
violently in she struggle, fell heavily to the
ground.
L hastened6o approach. The other slave
setto work to gather stones the ass driver
picked himself up. In spite of my aversion
to mixing myself in the affairs Of others,
it was impossible for me not to go to the
aid Of my companion. Having caught up
stake which served to hold my parasol
when / was drawing, I brandished II
menao'ngly Mt the slaves and the ass driver
with the most martial air IL was possible
for me to assume All went well, when
that Aend Of a Turk on horseback, having
finished contemplating the sea and having
turned az the noise we made, started like
ON arrow and was upon us before we could
think He had In his hand Villainous
kind of u oDutlass.
"A yatsg ghans" said Chataufart, who
loved local colorinR.
"a yataghanl" resumed Darcy, with u
smile of appreciation.
He passed close to Bne and gave me cut
over the head with this yataghan which
made me soc 86 tapcrs (stars rs my friend
tho Marquis do Roseville SO elegantly ex.
presses it). Ireturnod it, however, by deal.
ing him a good blow over tho back with
the stake, and then whirled around on
tho ass driver, slaves, horse and Turk, be-
coming myself much moro furious than
my friend Sir John Tyrrcl. The affair
without doubt wonld have gone hard with
us. Our dragoman observed strict neu-
trality, and we could not defend ourselves
very long with stick against three foot
men, ono cavalrymsn and yataghan
Fortunately Sir John remembered a pair
of pistols that we had brought with us
He seized them, threw one To mo and kept
| tbp othor which ho dirccted ir,,na,liatolv
against the cavalier who had given us so
much trouble. The sight of these arms and
the click of the trigger produced "a magical
effect upop our enemies. They took To
flight ignSminiously, leaving us masters