Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-12-02
MUTE DRIVER
OF RILO-DAGH.


winds from the gardens and distilleries
Of Rilo- Daeh, valley almost as famous
for its roses as the wales of kezanik ana
Iran.
In other years at the same season,
the steep, perfumed slopes of the Turk
ish Balkans were the scene of extraor-
binary animation. Along the numberless
paths, winding in every direction. came
donkeys laden with baskets of flowers
and looking a. II adorned for fete Of
roses. But today all the countryside was
quiet and deserted
Ten thousand Turks occupied the
Barenta from Rio -Daoh as far rs the
Shipka passes on the Bulgarian frontier,
and this time it seemed as if they could
not fail to capture the famous bandit
chief Boris SchoIol, who, with his Mace
DOMAIN followers, Lad been completely
surrounded and cut Off in his mountain
retreat.
1t could he only a question of hours at
the most. And in order that not one of
the band should escape in disguise the
Turkish soldiers had orders to arrest all
travellers, whoever they might be and
iourncying for whatever reason.
4 man must, indeed, care little for his
life who would run The gamut of cross.
firing from the acEtircls in ambush 1T
"a. IA ru.rer of She ravinc. Nevertheless
there was one traveller brave enough. for
a mule driver had Just appeared on the
path which leads 80 the Gabrov farm.
Situated half way up the mountainsije.
lie WAS Il peasant Of simple. peaceful
apprarancc dressed in rags ard win
Ea!v feet and Il rose stuck in the crown
u, ii, altered hat.
Thirty steps before him trottcd lit
tie Silyery gray mule. carrying ,Wo
baskets full to overlooking of fading
roses. and fastened To the saddle was an
enormous towering rose bush. whose
soft leaves rustled caressiu2ly
The driver. whose white hair was in
striking contrast with his youthful. al
most childish face. strobe along with an
easy step. glancing about indiileTpntly at
the desolate countryside Once on twice
at the sight of the charred ruins of what
had formerly been 4 prosperous farm,
pile OF smoking timbers from which arose
the dreadful odor of burned flesh the old
man turned away his head and dark
shadow crossed his bright face.
Still walking at a discreet distance
from his donkey. the peasant had Just
reached the summit of steep hill, when
a bullet whistlcd by his ear
The music has struck up for the
dance" he murmred to himself quite
undisturbed. The Turks are going to
have a good time now!"
But he trembled an instant and turned
slightly pale as the rosebud which was
fastened to the saddle stirred as if by
sudden wind. 4 shower of petals fell to
the ground while a rose evenly severed
from its stem was carried twenty feet
The clumsy fools!' growled the
driver. but his checks were white.
\ score of singing pellets Kissed by
him ard the dust sprang up in little
spurts about his feet.
Il like that better" he remarked,
thouehtfulIy, again repeating his eng
matte phrase. THE clumsy fools! What
an onclet it would make"
The Macedonian FASTENED to descend
the hin on the other side A few scat
tered shots passed above his head. and
the echoes caught and repeated the re-
port
The donkey halted, frightened. His
,v"S Gus N"Netcu oaeN ana lofth ana
~. deheate legs shook violently.
lie drlFer ran TO nm, embracing INN
and patting his sleek neck
Come, come, Filiberta, my little white
lamb. be quiet; there is nothing to make
YOU afraid now. The worst part Is over.
A little more and wt win be among
friends the soldiers Of Lieut. Achmed.
! hey are honest people,
IN TACT, after TINS tEe hin2 ceased,
Int the traveller was n"i'e tha less OBJ
served and toi,'Vti. from time to time
head with rsd iez emerged from It's
'1'ih2 place, :'"Ned quickly ana dISap-
praIed
The Bashi- Bazo'dl@ knew The mule
el1Ner with the rose decNed hat Tor
POOR dew, Il grover ri roses and s"mc-
thing Of poet IN ur'",7s"lahIH o'len-
'3I character VIA no other love net M
Tower s4fCl were iHt Enp~I llIo-