The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-08-23
ana other Mussulmans nave 49,

me very next night this warning WAS
iullItd. II would be idle my friend n
zen YOU over again all the horrors Of tho
u|p'"re' ", or rather betrayal, of Khartnm
"e "I"Iul soldiers We're like fcnds in.
Cdll'ie' spent with fatigue and slender
i"Ie' le' we could not stand before them
Hordon, poor fellow, was slain. and -
ieIHilaht OF US was driven. frbtino for
ne nc from hut to hut across the citv
naI!y, with empty revolver and broken
SWORD, found myself in the stairway of
rude minaret waiting for the dsotb
"hlch | felt to be certain. had insr
resolved to rush into the thick If tLa Sr-
danese and sell my life as dearly ne No.
SipIe When football on the stairs belov-
arrested me ~"
II was the sound Of naked foot, and
e p''fed, every sense on the alert
mo me haIt light by the minaret door.
wa! l vaguely distinguished dark form
anu Two shining eyes. Was il one of
lHe inahdls IN search Of human prey?
srpped my broken sword tighter and nre-
pared for action.
'Ehendi, whispered voice. is if
yon. protector of the poor?'
he voice was that of Ihrahim son oF
Hassan. My heart gave lean for glad.
ness and | answered him that il was IN
deed myself. ''' III
1t Is good" he exclaimed NV lord
| have come to save YOU. Hasten do,,.,,
and don those ,,or,,.,,t' 'G'eI Go"h
brought You. They belong to tho oIl
hlInd priest who lodged with NV fa+bor
lie died last night, but nobody knows of
II yet. You cam pass rs tLa nI1 r,i,s+
and escape. Make haste, sahjb mol.o
haste"
! saw the chance and seized if Ra-
fore You could have repcgtoj tLo M
verbal Jack Robinson many tinas
had pulled those baa-v ATohanI,,o.l,H
clothes over my soiled and blool stainoi
uniform. A tnrhan took the place Of NV
khaki helmet. and around mn facn T
dtarrd the white hood which rho Su-
dan,se Arabs wear. Then ..-,,ra
could protest, IhuLim coo,,y seized a
handful of mud ard lihera.!v damned nv
face.
= ho sahib is too "hitc.' hc evnlain-
ca. he old blind priest was always
black and dirty So kick oT yonr boofs
SahlN' and let me daub your feet OF
went my boots, and in a minute or two
my legs from the knees down were rs
brown and as dirty as they well might
be-
gu are all right now. eiTendi' said
lbrahim Let US make for the Cairo
gate.
Never shall forget the sight they nrn-
sented in the false light Of the burning
city, with their huge piles of hair. their
ferocious faces and their spears ami
scimiters a-drip with blood. | had given
myself over for lost when Ibrahim. grin
ping my hand, led me onward, calling in
slngsong tones: Room for the blind
priest. Room for AIMED, son of Ali. the
soothSayer. The light of Allah is upon
the blind priest
aklng the hint, plucked up courage
enough to shout the warcry of the mahdi.
Many times we met parties of the NAH
dists, but in the darkness our ruse sue
ceeded beautifully, and we reached the
Cairo gate in safety.
Around the gate, despite the CON
fusion, strong guard had been posted.
In the open space without many scores
of camels were sprawling.
A camel for the mahdi's messengerr
cried lbrahim in his shrill voice. 'Ho,
brothers, camel for the blind sooth-
sayer, AIMED. son Of Ali, who bears the
mahdis defiance across the DESERT
a dozen duSky warriors surrounded
US, and as many awkward camels were
prodded to their feet, One Of these un-
calmly beasts was made to knee. while
lbrahim made great show of helping
the supposed blind priest to a seat upon
Its back.