The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-08-28
4 VISIT FROM THE HAREM.

Turkish Women Prove to be Hard to
Entertain-Prides of an English
Woman Vino Received a Pacha S
Wives-A Call Abruptly Ended.
| The evening i arrived in CONSTANT
nople lnv cousins had a party. Bessie
| introduced q certain Pacha to me, and
| found him most agreeable-in fact, a
modern among moderns-and advanced,
! event His topics were literary and
mildly scientific l am told that some
| people 'rrar1'' these subjects from the
reviews for use in society; but If he had
only "crammed' he had done
the work remarkably well, for his
knowledge seemed to be all his own no
veneer, but solid possession. With
NE he spoke in French, with Bessie in
an amusing Galic-English dialect.
For both of us he found adroit compl-
ments. He referred to me as profess
sor," my cousin having told him |
taught in college. To her he ex-
pressed an ardent desire that his wives
q heard of them with a shock, consid-
ering that the Pacha had been talking
with me for an hour-shall | say
like a Christian'D -that his wives
should visit her refined and delightful
home.
He spoke of home as an interior
a fair example of his Frenchified Eng
fish. n
THE visit should take place, madame,
whenever you say you will be visible"
he said.
Bessie's face clouded. She consulted
her set of tablets, murmuring: Near
ly always invisible; engaged each after
noon, receptions (but mixed, like this
evening" whenever at home
Thinking to be helpful l said: Gould
| show the house? Your curios Bes-
sic? Take the ladies' up to the Belve"
dere? You know I have no engage
ments yet" And l certainly was GU
rious to make the acquaintance of the
denizens of a harem.
Bessie glanced quickly in warning,
but too late. The die was already
cast, for the Pacha was in the act of
saying that the ladies will come the
very next afternoon at o'clock
what have you let yourself in for!"
laughed Bessie and her husband, when
we We're alone a few minutes later.
you'll be bored to extinction, as the
Pacha says"
Nothing will induce me to share
your mseries," said Bessie; but I'll do
what l can for your guests Therell
be coffee for them (nice, thick stuff,
with the grounds left IND and noun
tain of sweets and pipes, or cigarettes,
if you all prefer q loathe tobacco in
all it's forms), and their path will be
kept clear of men,"
l was not daunted.
Turkish handles are difficult to en-
terrain, I'm told" said my host. II
don't mind making bet that you won't |
try it twice
Next day, as I waited alone, I peeped |
from the balcony now and then, until |
at last a great coach came rumbling |
into the courtyard. This carriage hung |
(and swung) upon springs, and all |
it's blue silk blinds were closely drawn.
Two stalwart Nubians were upon the
box seat The coach drew up, and the
footman lifted out first a little bundle
with a crimson fez on top. 1t shook it.
self free on the perron, and proved to
be a brown faced, monkeylihe, dried !
up boy. Later learned he was twelve,
But he looked only a withered seven.
The next bundle to be placed upon the
ground was five times as large. The
outline was decidedly queer, and might
be described as eXtinguisher shape,
very wide toward the end, and mount
ed on two feet and a half of white cot
ton stockings, above odd, half French
looking. silver buckled shoes. The out
side of the extinguisher was made of
black silk The third bundle was
anger edition of that already described.
It stood upon pillar like white stock
ngs and splay feet shod in elastic sided
BOOTS complete out of shape. Next
descended a Circassian girl, who turned
1ut to be the interpreter. She wore a