Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-09-08

Rasht BaZOuks, who recaptuFe
Curtis and Lindbohm each discover that
the other is in love with the Cretan cap
five Kostakes now mpris"ns her in ms
harem in Cauea and tries to persuade her
10 marry him. Curtis learns from ilaIsah'
Turk of the whereabouts OF faha!"'a-
Kostakes after threatening Panayota with
violence collides with English troops march
inc tbrnugh the streets to the custom house
from the ship Hazard. which has come 10
anchor in the harhor. There is an ARRAY
In which the English driven back to the
boats. The captain Of the Hazard deter
mines 10 drop few shells into the town
The Turks burn the houses Of the Cretahs
and torture the people. Panayota escapes.
Lindbohm and Curtis start for tanea.
CHAPTER NXXVI.
Panayota was part of the flight and OF
the panic but she not, even In the
moment of her greatest fear, part Of the
Turks Her one thought as she repeated
the name of the Virgin beneath her yash-
mask and crossed herself with her hands
hidden within the loose black robe was to
get away from the Mahometans. Let the
heavens fall and the earth yawn, so she
escaped from kostakes and his kin. The
eyer-fncreasing stream of humanity ran,
scrambled and, as it grew denser, fought
its way on to the city gate, through Whlch
ii poured into the dusty road beyond. once
outside the city a momentary feeling OF re-
lief possessed the throng. as though they
had arrived at place of safety. 1hey did
not cease to run, but there was a lull IN
the frightened chatter. woman selZeu
Panayota by the arm and addressed TO her
a voluble question in Turkish between her
gasps for breath and hysteric sobs. Inc
Cretan, not understanding word plucked
away her sleeve and struggled toward the
edge of the human stream. The woman, fol-
lowing again seized her by the arm ana re-
peated the question in a voice OF shfll
righteousness. In the midst or Panayola
new terror that of betrayal, sounded the
boom of another gun and the crash OF near
by walls Her tormentor screamed ana
clutched both hands into the back OF tai.
Turk. in whom fear had proven stronger
passion than lust or fanatcism and VINO
was fighting a way to safety through his
weaker neighbors. Panayota, suddenly re-
leased fell clear of the human stream
against the corner of hut that stood by
the roadside. She ran to the end OF the
building and looked back. 1t was absolute
" certain that no one of all that hysteri-
CAL panic-stricken flock of human sheep
saw her. She stepped behind the building
and reeed for a moment against the rough
mud wall, hands upon 1t high up, face be-
tween them. She felt faint, but the Nir-
gin answered her prayers with instant
strength An opening in a hedge of aces
invited her Through this she stepped, and
stopping ran for long distance, keeping
the hedge between her and the heelns
Turks She came at length to a little build
ing long and low, standing by the side or
a cross-road. She pushed the door open ana
gave a cry of joy. The tall stand, with us
circular top, covered with spikes Tor mold
ing candles. the curtained recess at the
further end of the room, the crude earthen
censor in the window-all told her that she
had taken refuge in Christian churcn,
which, strange to say, had neither been
damaged nor defiled. On the wa i beside the
curtain was a tiny shelf, and upon this
stood bit of board about four inches
square. bearing on its hither surface the
dim resemblance Of an oval-faced woman
and chubby, naked child.
"a the dear Panageiai" cried Panayota,
transported with delight Tearing her
Turkish garments from her. she threw them
to the earth with MAJ and spat upon
them. Then she turned to kiss the eikon.
but she did it occurred TO her that
the place was defiled by the clothing which
she had just removed She therefore gath
cred the pile up and peeped from the door.
Seeing no one she hid the clothing In the
hedge and returned TO light one of the yell
low candles which she found upon the
half dozen matches. evidently left by
previous worshiper, were scattered about
among the candles. Panayota had no
money with her not lepton, not para,
SO she took thin gold ring from her finger,
once given her by her father, kissed it and
laid il among the few copper coins on the
stand. Wonderful peace and comfort came
to her. The sanctuary OF the Most High
seemed peryaded by the divine presence.
Save for the flicker of the beeswax candle,
she almost in darkness. 1t was nearly
sunset and the only light of day that en-
tered came through a narrow slit In the
thick wall. She went to the door frequently
and listened. whenever she heard excited
voices and footsteps Of people hurrying
along the road But all the passersby were
Turks. The world seemed full of Turks
Just at dusk three men stopped opposite
the door and fell into dispute. After
wrangling for few moments they came
directly toward the church Panayota ran
to the curtain and then drew back In super
stitious terror. Should she enter the holy
OF HOLES. even to save her life? A hoarse
laugh at the very door decided her. The
men entered. She heard their exclamation
OF surprise at the burning candle, though
she could not understand what they said
She looked about her tmpotent with terror,
her white lips moving mechanically in pray
er. In the end Of the church above her
head was narrow slit TO admit the light.
Even as she stared a swallow fitted IN and
out. Painting with fear she seemed TO feel
herself dragged by rough hands from her
hiding place. as she stood there with closed
scream the scream Of woman in the last
extreme Of fright and horror, did not at
first arouse her. 1t seemed perfectly nat
ural for a woman to be screaming. Then
all al once, the consciousness that she was
saved flashed upon her-saved through an
others mist ortune, but saved. She pulled
the curtain back and peeped out. The stand
bad been kicked over, the candle was out
but the room was empty. Still those dread
ful screams continued, mixed with bestial
chuckling and laughter A Christian girl
was Historically shrieking for mercy. But
the shrteks abruptly ceased. and then broke
forth again at greater distance, as
though some rufian were holding his hand
over the poor girls mouth as she was being
dragged away. Panayots turned sick with
pity and terror-pity for the unknown and
unseen victim. and terror at her own mar
row escape A. long period OF silence en-
sued, at the end OF which Panayota plucked
up courage to pull the door open tribe
and peep out. It was now nearly dark
She heard distant voices, but could see no
one. The church had become to her an
abode OF fear. Mahometans might enter IL
at any moment TO commit sacrilege The
hedge was near by. II she could only reach
that unobserved she could fit along in it's
shadow toward the open country. Then she
could run all night Several times she
nerved herself for tho start. but found her
courage insuifelent. Once, when she had
really pushed the door open wide enough
9he drew back, and again suffered that