The Washington times., 1904-10-16

L Oh tue Aal-At lAhElE4Alo NiiF
/ creed and war CRY, There Is no God
but God. and AIahomet is his prophet,
/ The holy war. the holy war; The Mahdi
/ is the Messiah
With no more fear in his heart now,
so long as ne kept in constant move
meut. the prince was swept through
the city with the frantic hordes. his
soul torn with the awful sights that
/ greeted him on every hand.
He saw the garrison in flames. the
merchant quarters looted, tens of thou
sands Of AfosIems dashing through the
streets toward the city gates with bran
dishing spears and some spoil of the
onslaught under their arms.
Here and there, lying I'm contorted
shapes. poor BaTdon stumbled over the
bodies of men whom he had known in
their imprisonmeut-braye heroes who
had died IN defense of their homes, their
wives and children, whom the stricken
man was now obliged to see driven of
to uamelsss captivity under the cruel
blows of the kurbash.
Many q time he was on the point Of
throwing of his disguise and plungiug
into the battle to the rescue of the limo
cents, and so fan martyr to the cause
OF Christian humanity. But seeing that
l. would be utterly impossible to gain
thereby even little good for others
while still sacrificing his own life. the
/ fUuIty of such course stayed him.
There was nothing TO do but TO keep in
perpetual perambulation until the fury
OF the AIosIem mob should expend itself
90 the utmost, and the Mahdi might
grant 20 all prisoners "a temporary am
uesty.
No longer able to bear the awful
sights of suffering and savagery within
the walls of the doomed city. Bardoff.
his brain ou FIRE. picked up a bundle
which had been dropped by some Iooter.
and started toward the city gates, shout
ing, Make way, make way. To the
Mahdi. TO the Mahdi,"
little time later he had managed TO
pass from this scene of carnage. run
ming on tin he had found q secluded
spot, sinking there by the river. that
was thick with the bodies of the mar
tyrs. strewn with wreckage and fire.
brands.
Exhausted and heart-siezened the
man whom fortune had wen a tempo
rary respite. painting still and wrenChed
in every fiber. sat there and gazed over
the broad valley. now alive with the
surging, shrieking millions.
In the center OF this wilderness of
savagery and triumph, Khartoum stood
/ like a living torch, lighting mp an the
: world with blood red flames at this
darkest hour before the dawn. Onward
from his high eminence afar came the
victorious Mahdi. his wa lighted by a
hundred thousand torches. and accom-
panied by a choral refrain of worship
Ia his triumph that sounded like . tidal
wave afar-
AS he passed along. udings were con-
stantly brought him OF the progress OF
the triumph, the extent OF the Loot the
number OF the prisoners. and the praises
Of the valor of his dervishes. Tha Nah
dis path TO Omdurman was through
masses of uIunder thrown there ln mad
confusion, long lines OF women and chill
dren chained together. waHing bitterly.
drawn Up for review by the masters
highway.
Then ia the first gray Of dawn. with
the mad poetry Of war at midnight Civ
ing way TO the bald realism OF day. the
monarch Of all the mid-Afric world
turned his face toward the east. and
with his sacred furwa spread before
him. lifted up hts hands In thankfuIness
and praise, leading the solemn Moslem
PRAYER.
BardOn crept from. his hiding place.
making his way closer, where he might
get first glimpse Of this barbarlc SOW
ereigu prophet ard Messiah From his
tA~A.t t..fA-aA III vantage alLAL-Hla quite aLl-
seen. the prince watched the tall figure
surrounded by the worshiplng masses.
He saw Observation-Disclosures type OF the
Dongola tribe light brown and CLEAN
Ing face. with a bosom barred iu the att
utude or Invocation, a black beard
cleaning teeth. powerful arms. end
voice soft and sW Get.
Calm and stately. uumoved by any
earthly passion. believing himself i'm
deed the prophets mediator with all the
world the Aahdi stood there. mighty
personality. like one given power and
prerogative by divine viii
Though speubound by the barbaric
splendor of the scene, Bsrdon stole
away in the midst Of the Mahdrs low
voiced prayer hearing from afar the
closing benediction when the false pro-
phet spread his hands over his PROSTATE
people, calling over and over. God be
with you, God be with your
with a shudder the lone man tnen
beheld the renewal Of the barbarities as
the savage hordes rushed back into the
city 90 resume their search for hidden
treasure.
As the sun was just reddeuing the
hltpps OF the Bahaida steDDes. the
prince betook himself back into the
gloom Of the city. and amid the wreck
age Of his own deserted consulate. gath
cred together what food he could find
hiding some OF IL away iu the rined
tombs Of the mission church. making a
Parce. Of the res, and starting ON a
shouting chase as before up the banks
of the Blue Nile TIL ne should find
secure refuge IA some of the tomb cav
erus which abound there.
Into one OF these at last the thankful
man crept. sinking down exhausted.
feeling that for the time he was secure
against apprehension.
Throwing himself back upon the
rocky couch, utterly worn out. Prince
Bardon fell into a light sIumbsr. from
which he was awakened By the sound
OF voices
Opening his eyes and peeriag between
the broken rocks, Bardhon saw that the
mouth Of the cavern was darkened by
Two ngures- They were Arabs. ana
bore litter, upon which there was sp-
parently stretched a dead body. covered
with dervish gibbeh
stand guard at the door" command
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