The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-10-18

a wonderful secret, why do you come to a stranger to ,extol it?l You are either fool or fakir. Ma koi! I know not which"
 Pardon. I am neither. pass your ooor. see you are a stranger, a for eisner, yes You smoke your pipe and LOOK the grand signieur, yes. But the god Mammon ees a good friend of VOLTS: you take monet every time it comes your way. It Is English, yes. Now. I say to myself; This man is a stranger; he wnn no tell secrets in a strange land; he looks for money. he ees in for all he can get yes 1t ees English. l will tell him my secret. He Will buy the mules and we will travel together. and when we find the treasure. ne ouys my part and takes the treasure away. You are rich; you can do that. but no one of my own country can hut the very rich and mighty And they would seize 1t, yes. and Ishrnet woui6 nave nothing" And striking a comic at- titude of deep woe, my little friend with the wonderful secret and the wooden stump made dramatic pause.
 fou put up wonderful story" I said at last. How far is this mountain from here?'
 -Four days ride, senor. if we travel at night when 1t Is cool It is near the an- ciet Of the city of Accnipoli, built in an oasis where the Queen Cleopatra dwelt in the seasons of the hot suns."
 At the mention of the City of Accn,nol, l was Tn nutter. It was a place which I desired to visit above all others. and the result was that before the rise of the sun the next morning We had entered the oreary confines of the desert. fully equipped for long Journey. We traveled mostly at nights. and on the morning of the fourth day we came in sight of the solitary mountain in the Bakarah Pla- teau. forest of palms spreading ont its cool shadows at its base and the lon1 crumoled ruins of the ancient city, cheer less and desolate. meeting our eyes.
 We lost no time in beginning our search along the rugged sides of the little moun. tain Tor the mouth of the cavern, which the chart marked out as being the paa. sage that would lead us to the secret vaults hewn out of the solid granite heart of the mountain. But it was not until nigh noon. after long two hours weary search. that Ishmet. the faEir, set up the hue and cry far below me that he had discovered the secret passage way. A great powder had been placed over it. but there was an opening left to one side of the rock large enough to enable a mans body to pass through. And thrust iiS lantern through the crevice, l peered below and to my utter surprise, beheld not more than ten feet below a night of steps hewn out of the living rock.
 The fakir was jubilant, and offering to lead the way he let himself down the hole and dropped. followed, and moment later hoarse moan broke on our ears. It was the sound of the wind passing down the cavern Then with our lanterns thrust out before us we followed the passage at a steep in cline. We kept us this steady pace for some distance until we were suddenly stopped by wall of granite rising per pendicularly in front of us. From all ap- pearances it looked as if we had come to the end of our journey But my com panion again set up the hue and cry that our goal was above us. Look! he gasped. Look, man, by Allah, the vaults