Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-08-25

met, you shall have your house full Of
Christian girls tomorrow.
I've offered to make her the head OF
my harem, to-to-dO everything, in fact.
but still she is obstinate Oh. | am through
with Kindness now. This is fine state of
society when it is possible for Christian
slut to deEp!se a Turkish gentleman and
officer to boot
Under ordinary circumstances some of
Mehemets Christian neighbors would have
heard kostakes' raving from afar, and
! would have stolen near. AT the present
moment, however. the entire population Of
the square surging down to the waters
edge watching an English ship that
rapidly and no!selessly sliding into the har-
| Dor. Evidently it had been expected, and
| its mission on this occasion was supposedly
favorable To the Christians, for they were
noisily jubtlant and addressed many face
| tious but insulting remarks to their Ma
hometan neighbors. The latter remained
silent and gaZed at the approaching vessel
with scowlng brows.
Here it comes!' cried Hassan from the
door, as the masts and tunnels of the Haz-
ard suddenly dr!fted into the background
above the heads of the throng Mehemet
grabbed kostakes by the arm and dragged
him to the door.
See there he cried forgetting all re-
Islam, my brother-they have come to en-
slave US. Those English are Christians,
ana they hate us But your time has
come, dogs, your time has Gomez" And he
shoook his fist toward the ship.
But in the name of Allah" -expostuIated
Hassan. These English are our best CHS
toners Only yesterday | sold a piece of
Rhodes embroidery to an English lieutenant
FOR four times Its value. And we cant fight
the English; they take the most terrible
revenge. Look at .
Bah. Look at nothing! Look at our
most glorious sultan, the light Of the world
| ana the defender Of the faith. Has he not
been keeping all Europe at bay for the
last ten years? There is no God but God,
and Mahomet IS his prophet
we must not Interfere with fbo L,poIi,l
alarm
"A "A Christian is Christian-all dogs
they have come to install the new Christian
| ofhcials and to collect the tax The money
| OF the faithful goes into Christian hands.
| deputy collector. How do YOU like thatr'
Curse his virgln!' growled Kostakes.
again resortng to Greek. But he won't
spise me-
! r, Now you're talking sensbly," interposed
| Hassan, admiringly There's arway ana
time to do all things. of course But to
| oppose the English by force-it's the yeriest
! madness" e '0iAeS'
me metallic burr of the chain, paving ont
rapidly az the Hazards anchor plunged.
| came to their ears with startling distjnct
ness. Mehemet groaned
| Our slavery dates from this noome,+ -,
/ less we nip this tyranny in the bud un,ess
we strike a terrible blow They will he
| go? - Jul houses next and taking our
| CHRISTIAN wives away from us"
| Not into mine while have 2Oo RASH IA,
! the Christiansr' NufS SO
Have they not given them the privilege
| on trading in the town; have they not De.
| med TO Mahometans the right to 20 ont
| ana WISH their farms and gardanso you
| Will see what their next move will be
| Inc sharp, clear tones Of an English Of
| ficer could be heard, and the rattIe Of oars
as they were unshipped and boated by the
| ere" OF man-of-wars boat. The crowd at
| the Wharf surged back, with groans and
| cheers BUT the wharf was not destined IN
| be the chief center of attraction. The
| scrahhei urone Oh bagpipe sounded family
| N the distance and grew rapidly more dis
| unct, a waving thread of sound that la
| the measured tread of many feet marching
| 10 qhickstep. out of the silence and nearer
| Eearef. Inc three Mahometans fixed their
| eyes Ipoh the opening of street that de-
| boncied not rar away into the square. The
| bagpipe turned the corner and ITS de6ant
wall came straight to their ears The
| uroLg at the wharf turned and looked
| then turned back again, like the distracted
| sPeetat0r at modern circus. where the
prodlganty or attractions prevents the on
5oyment Of any. But they were not long In
| doubt as to the principal attraction. for the
| street e)ected from Its mouth at that md
ment the most devi:-may-care, picturesoue
ops.reEeso1s, ROBUST business-like COM
| earth-a Scr tch begpiper. Tamas Macmii
Ian hung ecross the square, looking neither
| to right nor left His hair was red, and
his face famed in the tropic SUM- Every
Tune lhat ne punsd his cheeks full his head
| shook with the effort, and the streamers Of
his Scotch cap leaped on the breeze. He
WAS tall gaunt. awkward Scot, whose
projecting kneecaps played IN front Of the
sinewy knees like round shields. On he
Jared with chest thrust out and face thrust