Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1905-07-27
your pack?"

driver felt in one OF his baskets and
produced a small box, which he hand.
ed to the guard.
For the brave Lieut.. Achmed," he
said.
Just then the officer himself came
around the corner, wearing a long
curved sword which dragged on the
ground. He was man Of tall stature
with heavy, cruel face, true type OF
a Turkish eXecutioner.
Have you brought me the eggs@
he demanded, sharply
Yes, my lieutenant" replied the
Macedonian. They were chosen es'
pecially for you, and each one is alb
Soluteiy fresh. They were tested by
lampligAt particularly"
Good" interrupted the officer. DO
not forget that l detest ehatterboxes.'
Then, continuing his questions, he
added:
What in the name of the prophet
have you tied a rose tree to your sad
die fOr?"
THE rose BUSH" said Filberta, as
Stunning a mysterious air, is for your
friend, Capt. Murad-Bey, from lady
but you must not betray herr"
Achmed smiled coarseiy, revealing
his sharp teeth.
And these?" he went on, striking
the baskets with, his heavy hand SO
that a few petals futtered 10 the
earth.
"Those-those are for one Of my
friends, poor distiller In the noun.
tains. He is a faithful servant of the
sultans, for whom may Allah be
praised, and he is trying to prepare
his essence now as in other years"
Did you see anything Of the rebels
on your way up?"
Not the least sign Of one, my lieu
tenant Since you and your soldiers
came the bandits have run to cover
like so many rabbits But l struck
quite a shower of bullets"
who fired them?"
THE Turks, of course. They were
practising, l imagine"
The officer laughed.
Weren't yau afraia?"
Bah! The length of our life Is de-
creed ben.Io we are born! However, /
did tremble once for you, or for your
eggs at least, and for nay donkey Also
If | had only brought you a fne ONE
let. what would you have said?"
Nothing. But woulG have had
your ears cut Off"
And you would have done we'll
Fortunately, the shooters were too far
away"
Achmed ceased his catechism.
tits just as we'll for you that they
were. They wanted TO make you
afraid Would you like me to send
guard with you??"
mo, my lieutenant, though may
Allah be praised for the great kind
ness OF his servant; but l do much
better to go alone. The Bulgarians
have no powder-to waste on sparrows
or such poor devils as l am-while
-. You have no message to send to
the captain?"
Nothing, except to tell him that l
offered you an escort and you refused
for you do refuse?"
Eyes, it will be better"
every well; go to the devil in your
own way, then. There will only be one
Less fool in the world"
The mule driver fastened to obey.
Once out of sight of the camp he
Rrasped the donkey's bride and turned
abruptly aside from the regular mule
track to follow a cross path marked
by little piles Of stones carelessly
thrown together by the side. Two
hours later lie reached the nigh crests
of Shipka, behind which the sun was
sinking in a mist Of rich purple haze.
The peasant branched off along a
trail already covered In darkness,
when a man suddenly rose from the
bushes beside him, man with pow
der blackened hands, who demanded
hoarsely:,
Have you been successful, Fill
berta?"
The mule driver Strengthened his
shoulders with an air of intense salts
faction and pointed to the baskets OF
rose leaves.
There are the bombs. Boris Scho-
kohl" ne said.
The night fell upon the mountain
tops, bringing with it furious storm.
In the ravine the 300 men Of Murad-
Bey, worn out by 80 hours of vain and
constant search, lay sleeping reavily,
guarded by their sentinels, when sud-
denly a loud firing broke the silence,
followed by the sound Of horses gal
Topping madly. -
At the same moment hailstorm of
bombs burst throughout the entrenoh-
ments, reaping a fearful harvest OF
death and disorder.
Then 80 men, so demons, whose
hands east thunderbolts, rushed like a
whirlwind through the lines, destroy
ing everything in their passage and
gaining the road which led from the
mountains to the plain below.
Boris Schokol, the terrible Macedo-
MAN chief, was free once mOre!-
From the Hungarian, in N. Y. Sun.
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