The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-05-14

DOMAIN. They were chosen especially FOR
you, and each one il absolutely fresh. They
were tested by lampl ght particularly
Good interrupted the officer, DO not
forget that detest chatterboxes.'
Then, continuing bis questions, be
what in the name Of the Propnet have
you tied a rose tree to your saddle fori'
The rose bush, said Eliberta, assuming
q mysterious air, Els for your friend. Capt,
Mur2d- Bey, from a lady-but you must
Aohmed smiled ooarsely, revealing bis
And these1' he went on, striking the
baskets with his heavy hand 30 that a few
petals huttered TO the earth.
'Those-those are for one Of my friends,
q poor distiller In the mountains, He iS
q faithful servant Of the Sultans, Tor whom
may Allah be praised, and he Is trying 70
prepare his essence now as In othe. Years.
did you see anything OF the rebels on
your way upf'
Not the least sign Of one, my Lieutenant
Since you and your soldiers came the
rabbits. But struck quite shower Of
bullets
who fred thenf'
The Trks. Of course. They were prhc-
Using ! imagine
The offlcer laughed.
Weren't you afraid2'
BAH The length Of otir bfe 70 ,deIeed
before We are bornl However, ! did tremble
once for you, OF for your eggs, AZ least, and
for my donkey also. II had only brought
you fine omelet, what would you hAve
said2'
80. Nothing. But I would have had your
And you would have done well. For
blnAtely, the shooters were too far away
Achmed ceased his catechism.
Its just as we'll for you that they wGee;
They wanted TO make you afraid. Would
you like me to send guard with your
mo, my Lieutenant, though may AlGh
be praised for the great kindness Of his
servant; but 1 do much better 10 60 alone.
The BulgRTians have no powder TO waste
on sparrows or such poor devils as ! am
while. You have no message TO seno
to the Captsin7'
Nothing, except to tell him that onereo
you an escort and you Tefusec-for YOU 90
refuse7'
Yes, IL will be better
Very we'll; go 10 the devil IN your gS ~
way, then. There will only he one leS
fool In the worldl'
The mule driver hastened 10 obey. -,
Once out Of sight Of the camp be graspeoi
the donkey's bride and turned Abruptly
aside from the regular mule track 20 follow
a cross path marked by little piles OF sIones
oarelessly thrown together by the elo .,
Two hours later he reached the nlBu 49,
OF Shipka, behind which the sun was SINK
ing In a mist Of rioh purple haze. III
The peasant branched on along tien
already covered In darkness when nan
suddenly rose from the bushes beside Dun,
a man with powder bhckened hands, Nno
demanded hoarsely:
Have you been successful, FihherS
The mule driver Strengthened his shouI
ders with an air Of intense satisfaction anu
pointed TO the baskets Of rose leayee ~,
There are the bombs, Boris SchoKoH
he said
The night fell upon the mountain tops'
bringing with II furious storm.
In the ravine the three hundred men ~
Murad-Bey, worn out by thirty hour o.
vain and constant search, lay sIeePus
heavily, guarded by their sontines' Wneh
suddenly a loud firing broke the sien.v
followed by ths sound Of horses gaNoput
madly.
At the same moment a hailstorm o.
bombs burst throughout the entrehc.L
mente, reaping a fearful harvest oi oe''"
and disorder
Then fifty men, fifty demons, whose hanui
cast thunderbolts, rushed like whrlSulu
through the lines, destroying every ulk
In their passage and gaining the ROAD "u''"
led from the mountains 30 the plain below,
Boris Schokol, the terrible Macedonian
chief, was free once more!