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sounded unreal in the telling Things tina:
we cannot imagine touch no sympathetic
chord in the breast.
Kostakes, with his friend Mehemet and
half dozen of the Bashi Bazouks, did
terrible execution. The captain, as with
drawn sword he drove his victims to bay
In their gardens, or into angles of the wall,
imagined that he was still talking to Pan
yota.
"There'll be no more Christians" he
shouted again and again as he thrust home
with his sword. or as some form writhed
On the bayonet that pinned it to the adobe
wall.
Were going to kill them ALI"
For hours murder, rapine and plumber
ran riot in the streets of Canea. When
the moon came up that night 800 dead
bodies were lying stark and CHASTITY In
the beautiful gardens, in the streets. There
We're cOrpses in all the Christian houses
that were burning, and there was con-
stantly heard the rumble and crash of
falling roofs and walls For weeks after
ward the sweet breath of the sea was
tainted by the sickening odor of burning
flesh. And this is the unspeakable Turk!
CHAPTER XxXIV.
At the first sound of distant firing the
women of Kostakes' harem were not great
ly terrified. Another slaughter Of Chris
tians did not mean danger to them. Thor
oughly ignorant they could not even read),
they believed that all the kings and poten-
tan. who was able to enforce submission
whenever he chose. They had heard from
earliest childhood that some day there
would be grand killing of Christians and
other unbelievers. after which the earth
would be Inhabited by Turks alone. No
doubt the prophecy was even now coming
to pass.
They killing all the Christians" said
Souleima, Peeptng through the gate. "All
the Christians in Canea.'
BAH why should 1 be? It's their own
fault If they are Christians"
Il am sorry for the little children" said
Ayesha with shudder, thinking of her
own little boy, who had died In infancy.
Soulefma looked slyly at Ferende, who
was sitting on the stone steps at the outer
side Of the court her fingers in her ears
The sound of the guns made the ex-favor-
lite nervous, and she wanted to think She
believed that crisis had arrived in her
life The terrible Turk had been the DOGGY
man of her infancy. Surely, he was now
cOnGuering the world. Who would be queen
or the domestic kingdom which Kostakes
would rear. when he should return covered
with blood and glory? Would Panayota re-
main Greek when all her country people
were killed? Alone by herself, the only
Greek in the world?
Ferende laughed scornfully at the thought
The boom of a cannon was heard 1t
sounded very clear and distinct and seemed
to cause slight tremor of the earth where
they stood. They looked at each other with
startled and wondering eyes. The sound
was repeated. Then, in a moment, the
turkish quarter, which had been hushed to
Whispering silence, broke forth into a babel
OF feminine screams, cries of children ana
the noise of many frightened women all
chattering at once.
What is it? Oh what IL fto" shrieken
Ayesha and Souleima in breath They
looked toward Ferende, but she was gone
Again that dreadful BOOM" and now
shrleks are heard in the streets. and the
CT
ielna pun the gate open and look out. They
behold panic. Women clutchine their
offspring however they can, or dragging
them through the street by the arm: old
men doddering with long STATS. and hold.
ing TO the garments Of their flying dausa-
tiers; children darting after their elders.
screaming Mama! mama" Some Of tho
Turkish women. in their terror. had NOT
covered their faces Others fnstinctivei,,
held handkerchiefs, or even bare bands
Delore their mouths as they ran From all
,hat shriil uproar an occasional word or
syllable detached itself. cries of ALLAN
and the Virgin. supp!ications for present
help to any God or saint that happened 10
be uppermost in the mind And every time
h mat re, Ierrinle boom was heard out in the
pay the tumult swelled like wave rising
70 Its crest. Ayesha and Souleima waited
for no explanation, but, adding their voices
10 the general tumult, plunged into the
ward the nearest gate OF the city
Ferende had gone to free Pa,avota
Bounding UP the dark narrow stairs ca
muttered to herself: ~
It's my only chance. I'll be a druaoa ~,
my life else" Gal
She did not stop to reason concerning
kostakes' anger or his possible vengeance
mere would be time enough to devise some
story Inc thing that was certain the si.-
uatlon that she must face, was the Chris
uans are all being killed and even the eirI
upstairs will see that Mahometism is tri-
i Tnlpnant, Mt, If I get rid Of her shall live
faEayota was lying on the bed with her
race In the pillow, shuddering and whisper
Ing to the Virgin. At the first sound of the
guns nature had given way. and she had
fallen fainting to the floor.
recovering consciousness, she had found |
herself too weak to rise, and had crept to |
her couch, where she lay. moaning:
Blessed Virgin, Mother Of God save thy |
people! Save thy peopler'
sometimes there would be few moments |
OF quiet, when she would raise her head |
and listen, hoping against hope that some
thing had happened, and that the dreadful |
sound had ceased forever But no. thew
always commenced again; one report an |
other. and then several following In quick |
succession, or else general crash, and she |
would again bury her head In the pillow, |
moaning:
''oh, my God! There is no help. No
helpr'
Thus Ferende found her. and, shaking |
her by the shoulders, cried:
Quick. Panayota, run, run! They are |
killing all the Christians in the worldv'
Il want to die" cried the Cretan.
They won't kill you-Kostakes' woman
And he may be here at any minute"
Panayota ran into the hall. Hope that is |
alw avs living where it seems most dead, |
thrilled her breast with a sudden ecstasy !
II there was any opportunity Of escaping |
from the filthy Turk and his pollution why, |
then, she did not want to die. Before her |
was the open door of bed room and upon |
the bed lay the black garment and veil in |
which Mahometan women bundle them |
selves when about to walk or ride out |
She bounced upon these and literally scram- !
bled into them. Then she stepped to a |
window and looked down into the street |
1t was nearly deserted, save for the groups |
Of women peeping from windows and half |
opened garden gates. She wondered If she |
would be able to run that gauntlet Of eyes |
without being questioned. discovered At |
that very moment the situation was solved |
foc her. The sound of a cannon was heard |
and the flight from the Turkish quarter |
began When she reached the garden the !
gate was open, and the street was full OF |
frightened women and children, all running |
in one direction. There was another roar
louder and fuller than the spiteful chatter |
of the rifles II was like a giant shouting |
In yard of children, and 1t was followed !
by a general shrek from the rabble of flee |
ing non-combatants. Panayota had heard |
cannon before-they were simply one of the |
voices of warm this case q mere phase OF |