Gardnerville record. (Gardnerville, Nev.) 1898-1902, 1901-09-13

-.Hist. Iona! There Is body of Turk
ish soldiers coming down the hill es-
corting a closed carriage. Bolt and
\ barricade the front door while run by
the back"
Iona. having done her work. rushed
, after her mistress. She knew the Mac
adonian town thoroughly and led ma
dame by devious and intricate turnings
to battle pursuit. Besides. the twilight
had begun to deepen. and rain was
falling and threatening to fall heavily.
At last they reached the lower town,
and. again pursuing windings seeming
" interminable. they at last passed up
narrow passage to where. underneath
an ancient Roman wall. bright light
issued forth from a large interior
The khan--the yellow khan whis-
pered Iona beneath her breath. Nine.
valofrsky sighed sigh of relief, and
her gait assumed its wonted undulating
grace as she stepped forward toward
| tile open front Of the khan or rude inn.
A number of men In the gsrb OF the
Macedonian mountaineer were sitting
within, carousing ont OF drinking
horns, Jesting and laughing loudly. A
dead silence fell on them all as Sophro-
MIA yalOffsky stepped forward and
stood calmly facing them, a dream of
| beauty so she seemed 10 those stall
wart fellows = while Iona quietly, as
| became the waiting woman, took her
place little to the left of madame.
Where Is Sklavatz?" said madame
with clear. bell-like. penetrating voice.
"Sklavatz. your excellency. He is
within" said one Of the men ''Skla-
ratz. Sklayatz"
Instantly a tall. handsome, splendidly
made Macedonian stepped from the in
terror of the khan and raised his hat
high IN not ungracefui salute.
"At your service. gracious lady" said
he. Pray. what are your commandsr'
Sophronia then drew from the folds
of her dress a small leather letter hold
er from which she took a document,
| which she handed to Sklavatz. He pc
rused II. his interest rising as he read.
linen ut iOlutu III hiu hdiiueu IL pdch,
with an air of great devotion and In
creased Difference.
Can I speak with you alone?" she
asked
Come with me, madame" And he
led her into an interior apartment.
Quickly she told him of the peril which
threatened her from Amantor Pasha
III your excellency let's him know by
how great a parsonage you are hon.
ored'
But he aust not know. II Is imper-
alive he should not" And then In a
low tone she unfolded to him her plans.
She must be saved after having Sc
cured her quarry.
1T shall he done, your excellency,"
said Sklayatz at last. IF IL costs me
my life and that OF all my kinsmen."
When madame and Iona returned to
their residence. the Turks had gone,
and Sophronia at once sat down and
wrote most caressing note TO Aman-
tor Pasha, and this she sent TO the
palace at once, smiling slyly as she
thought how the great eyes of Aman-
tor Pasha would glow as he read the
perfumed page, how lovingly be would
finger his long mustachios.
Two days later Sophronia sat In
closed carriage with dispatch boxes
near her containing documents by
which both the Ottoman and German
governments laid the utmost store.
They were going to Amantor Pasha's
shooting box. which lay near lakelet
In lovely mountain glen. A few
Bashl- -Bazouks were the sole escort
Some cantered In front; a denser body
brought up the rear. Amantor on a
handsome charger caracoled gayly in
sight OF the open window of the car
defile of Jalouf when suddenly a rife
shot rang ont amid the stiffness of the
mountain solitude. and a horseless
steed came Gathering past the carriage.
Amantor Pasha galloped forward to
see what had happened. Before he
bad ridden so yards the mountains
were echoing with the sharp. swift
voileys poured In on all sides. The
Bashi-Bazouks In front We're shot
down TO a man. Those In the rear.
having lost heavily. turned to fly. but
their retreat was cut Off at the mouth
Of the Jslouf defile, and not one es-
capped.
..
Again Sklavatz stood bareheaded in
front OF Sophronia valoffsky, who
smiled on him her sunniest smile as
she sat back In the carriage.
And the pashaf' she asked
HE is dead, madame"
''It is well" said she; "he became in
solent"
Later In the day Sophronla turned to
her trusted servant after few mo
ments' reflection. This Is great
coup. Iona" said she. But this Mace
donian-did you see his look? He loves
me."-Penny Pictorial Magazine.
Don't walt until your friends are
dead to give them nowers.-Atchison
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