Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-07-28

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but could not catch him. Had it been any,
body else they would have shot him down.
| But l had ordered them not to injure him
under any circumstances. This 1 did for
| is you who :.
Murderer screamed Panayota, leaning
toward him with a look of pale hate, the
| while she fixed him with a long, accusing
finger ''Murderer-oh, don't deny it! Cow
| ard! Liar! You come to me red with my
| fathers blood and talk to me of love. Apos-
tate! Renegade! Where is my father, en-!
You perjured Greek, where is my father?
Stepping down from the door, maJestlc
| as a goddess she advanced toward KOS
| takes with arm extended.
| He shrank slightly from her and looked
uneasily to right and left, to avoid her eye.
But, my dear Panayota, you shouldn't
give way to your temper like that. You
wrong me, really you do. l assure you,
| your good father has escaped.
She dropped her arm heavily to her side.
YES she replied, solemnly, escaped
from world of murderers and mars, gone
where there is no more killing and burning,
| where there no Turks and no renegades
| gone. kostakes effendi, where you must
meet him again, with the brand OF cam
| upon your brow"
Turning she walked back to the house,
| but stopped in the door and SAID:
DO you know how those are punished IN
hell who renounce the religion Of Christ
and become Turks? And what torture
awaits you. renegade and murderer Oh
| Christian priest? Kill, kill! Give up your
| lie TO DEEDS OF blood Never VI ioi
giveness! There is no forgiveness for such
| as you. Your place in hell is already
chosen. They are even now preparing me
torments for you. Oh God, ana she
raised her hands as one praying, may thIs
mans deeds find him out in this world ana
| in the next. May he be haunted night and
| day for the rest of his life May ne ole d
violent and shameful death, and his mem
| DRY be held in disgust. May his soul go to
| the place of torment and be tortured Tor.
! ever. For he has renowned the Son OF
God and has slain his hoy mn mln1 honss and
Curtis heard her sobbng in the darkness,
Papa, papa
Kostakes filled the cup which hung from
| the pillar of the fountain by a chain ana
| took a long drink. He was trembling so
| that the tin vessel ratified against ms teeth.
Mon Dieu"' he exclaimed, observing
| Curtis. Did you ever see anything so IN
| reasonable as woman? Here is her
| father run away, and she accuses me OF
| killing him. and consgns me to eternal
| torment. Really, she has made me quite
nervous. If I We're not innocent | should
| really fear her curses And ne TOOK an
| other drink of the cool water.
Curtis thought of the dull. crushing blow
| and the groan that he had heard. and ne
| involuntarily moved little away from the
handsome and affable Kostakes, who had
sat down by him on the rim OF the fo pas inv
| way?" he made bold to ask. You surely
would not force her to join your-your
harem. against her CONSENT"
Monsieur he said, as poet. He will
understand and sympathize with me:
love Panayota. 1 would make her my sole
wife in honorable marriage. l desire no
other woman but her. Bah! What are
other women compared to her? Is she not
magnificent? l could not help loving her
even just now, when she was curslng me.
1t is true that l am part Greek by extrac-
ton. and that l was baptized into the
Greek Church. and that | have become a
Turk. But what Is religion compared with
love? Panayota is all the heaven l want.
| am willing to turn Greek again and have
| a Christian wedding. if she would take
me-"
Aren't you conducting your courtship
in rather a violent manner" asked the
American. 'In my country your conduct
would be thought, to say the Least, irregu-
lar"
Have you in English the proverb All
things are fair in love and war? "
Certainly"
well, you see. this is both love and
war. ] have possession of Panayota. and l
mean to treat her SO well that she shall
love me. Not hair of her head shall be
touched until she marries me of her own
free Will
But your wives?' asked Curtis. How
many have you of them?'
The captain shrugged his shoulders
Three he replied. Dummy, silly crea-
lures. Mahometan has not much dtti-
Guilty in getting rid of his wives"
Curtis arose.
IF you will help me to the house." he
said. Il will try to get a little sleep"
kostakes sprang TO his feet.
Lean on my shoulder" he said. 80, so.
How is the Leg .~.
Bad, very bau. I'm really worried about
1t. DO bear down on you too heavily?"
Go be continued)