The Cairo bulletin., 1904-05-25

i: x The Bulletm' s Daily Story. ~;

Observation-Disclosures:

nm Win MS back against the door
An hour later something possessed him
10 wonder if the prisoner was dead
With his pistol in one hand lie drew
back the blanket with the other. The
khan was gone. irons and wi, aGd
Balaya was under the blanket
cor course promised what Quarter
main asked and told him that if ii real
~ came to anything serious | could do
good deal more; so he went off
comforted and / was asleep in a see
ond
Hours later that didn't seem min
utes i started up wide awake and
clutehing my pistol. | knew that some
one out of order was ia the tent 1t
was the first gray light Of morning
aud rs soon as nay eyes were used to il
discovered a figure, wrapped in a
woman'S sarai, outlined on the other
side. One Of The officers had given up
his bed 10 me for the night and ii was
/ probably some camp follower accuS-
! toned 10 coming there at that hour.
4 Angry over another disturbance
I threw my head down on the pillow,
muttering that | was the wrong man.
But the woman replied,
at is the sahib whom | seek Bio
/ vance give him rest
"'She will without your help | re
4 torted. but the voice went right on;
1t IS tile saAib who made khaheer
Khan prisoner He is gone again. The
! trail of the serpent has crossed his
| track, \ hare leaped upon the right
An ass brayed at the starting, He Is
safe Her voice was nothing if not
musical aud oriental courtesy is always
soothing. | was dropping off TO sleep
again when through the fog | caught
the words, i went With him, Sahio,
until he sent me back to YOU Then
| was up again instantly.
"'Sent you back to mt to kill me, did
he, because he couldn't do It himself?
Wen. why didn't you make a try While
l was asleep: Did wake up too quick
for YOU? 1t isn't the easiest thing III
the world to do while I'm awake Get
out of those shadows. Pun tile Hap
and stand in tie light where | can
have Il look at you. We might meet
again
"She did just that, and as the light
fell over her-my word, she was Il
beauty, For a moment | sat and
stared. ! never saw hnndsomeg vo-
man In my life. She held the curtain
back with a bare arm as perfect as
ever sculptor modelled and in the same
soft music said: 1t was you. sahlb, and
not the khan who spoke those words;
but if it would save the life of one
love to XIII you would not wait Kha-
beer khan's bidding | would do it
now, while you are awake and armed.
I'd do 1t with these empty hands And
with all respect to my proyerbial pow
crs of self preservation honestly be-
lieye she could and would Heavens,
how her eyes flashed and hcr teeth
clicked ANA glistened, Then she went
on, like summer breeze: These are
the words Of khabecr Khan. lie said;
The sahib Is both brave and kind. Go
to him He Will hear you and help
you to save Raaya if he cam
"Balaya" | muttered. The fellow
who tool, the khau's place last niShtT
And | saw tears glisten like diamonds
on her cheeks as SHE replied. 'lIc is the
light Of my eyes tie breath Of my
body, the father Of my children
Eyes yes; but he's a traitor / In
terrupted, for tue thing was getting too
sentimental for me. What would your
khan say was right for a man who
cheated him as Balaya has cheated
u.s.
"She answered instantly: Death
But sahlb, am not the khan; neither
am | Balaya. They do not speak 1t
is ! who plead for him. Balaya expects
TO die. He told the English officer what
he was and asked to be sent away.
He might have killed the officer or fled
with the khan. He did his duty TO a
relative, then waited 10 die for it as d
British soldier. Il is who am plead
ing for his life
Il knew that had not one spare o.
Influence with the colonel. / did not
Think she would have. bat l ads i3ed
her to go TO him. She replied: 4 went
to his bed. sahib. as | caue to yours.
and looked into his face, but thare was
nothing there for me-
"'And after that you want me 70
try | exclaimed. My word, he'd only
laugh at me-
Her reply was peculiar. but there
was a certain wisdom In it that WAS
profound. She said: lie viii answer.
Let MIN die" But 20 to him. sahib.
Let him once be truly told that Bslaya
is not traitor deserving death. Give
him the opportunity to show mercy.
lie will not show it, but then. when
the time arrives that the sun Of my
heaven must be touched by clouds that
shall darken it, the voice of a womau
will speak to him. He will hear ard
VIII heed it, lie will bow his forehead
in the dust to me and the fountain Of
my life shall not be unjgstly quenched.'
"If ! were an artist my life would
not be cndurable till | accomplished
the impossible and portrayed th;t wa
man as | saw her then. her head thrown
back AMI her long hair like Il living
thing caressing her bare shoulders and
throbblng throat Her fingers tight /