Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-05-31

-.4 them down they might still break
 through the door and slay Salah-ed-dln hefore they themselves were slain but
 for awhile the brethren stopped their
 rush with point and bucklel'. Wound- ,no two of them sorelN. and when at
 length they closed ill upon them the oa4es were burst and Hassan and the onter guard were at hand.
 minute later and, but little hurt. codwin and Wulf were leaning on 4heir swords, and the fedais. some of them dead or wounded and some of them captive lay before them on the marble floor. Moreover, the door had
 been opened. and through it came the sultan in his night gear.
 .Wbat has chanced?' he asked, look
 Ing at them doubtfully.
 "Only this, lord" answered Goodwin.
 @rbese men came to kill you, and we held them off till help arrived"
 "Kill me. My own guard kill me!'
 "Thev are not your guard. They are
 fedajs disguised as your guard and sent
 by Al-je-bal as he promised
 Now Salah- ed-din turned pale for hs
 who feared nothing else was all his
 life afraid of the assassins.
 "Strip the armor from those men" went on Goodwin, 'and l think that you will find truth in my words. or. if not. question such of them as still live"
 They obeyed and there upon the breast of one of them, burnt into his skin. was the symbol of the blood red dagger. Now Saladin saw and beck pned the brethren aside.
 "How knew you of this:" he asked searching them with his piercing eyes.
 .Masouda, the lady Rosamunds wait ing woman, warned us that you, lord. and we were to be murdered tonight by eight men, so we made ready
 "Why, then did you not tell me?' "Because," answered Wulf. we were i not sure that the news was true and l did not wish to bring false tidings and be made foolish: because. also. my brother and 1 thought that We could 1 hold our own awhile against eight of Sinans rats disguised as soldiers of Saiadin.'
 "Iou have done it well. though yours was mad counsel answered the sul- tan Then he gave his hand first to ore and next to the other and said sim ply:
 "Sir Knights, Salah-ed-din owes his life to you. Should it ever come about that you owe your lives to Salah-ed-din he will remember this,
 Thus this business ended. On the morrow those Of the fedais who remain ed alive were pat to death: also many others in tie " were seized and killed oa su,it.esasl. so that 1or awhile l there was 10 u.age fear from the ass;,S- sins.
 Now. from that eiay forward >a}ad.H held tie hfo;llrez in great fg.2944sl'in aad pressed -il95s upon them and o4- l fefetl them ..sH3ls, 4at they refused them ail, saying that tlley needed 'at one thin. q .:.!t! &nd lge knew what 1t was-an answer at which his laets sank Che mos9ljA2 he sent for them, and | exec fer tlo presence of Prince Has. l san, the mos lav0g.tc of his entir9. and I g famous hila.3t.s, or ffHest of l...s r@- neei9n. received then ai51e. T, !c a.s.t briefly, d s.1ss Goawin. -'.E u,.l3CIsst,,Ild that I45 ItC Q. \ tie Princess ot B3aibac is belaEo. NE you. Go3a Subscribe 5hc Ko250: s- E give hor to y9a n marriage, 1ar jlle also she may bs. lc.l to the true r .tl4. whom l have eva!a nat b force 6.Elie to, and l e..sin a .s.astt val l,ol anu l..- adise q b;a.ye soul. He imauH hcre will instruct sar ia fha t.z2th Thus he sr9.se. '2+ Go3wia GniJ stared at han with eTes set wide M wondcrmoNt and >1-e: I: "Sire ] thank Xau, hu l c1nnos chanSe ny f@ish u win 9 4s9s-l,ll2. \ however dearly may love heH. "so thou&ht." said Sdlutiu. with q sigh. "tAou&.! in1ecJ t k sad th&+ \ superstition aAould thus bind aa ir4"~ and good q man. Now. Sir tlu.1. il k your turn. What say yea to ny o4f7ts. Will you take the princess ana her Go minions with my love thrown i3l as H marriage p0rtion?2
 Wulf thought a moment. Then he aaawered with ele of his groat l,l,ee.G"r' ,-f;
 Ayr. etrn. but on my own terms. u e. s! Ii look these tlillf that A.y s4.-,,- e would lack blessings. Nor, inuus.-. ,-Gitld Kosamund wish to wed a servant of ycur prophet, who if it pleased him might take other wives" " Saladin leaned his head upon his hand and looked at them with disap- pointed eyes, yet not unkindly. ..Now have one more thing to say to you. That Frank, Prince Arnat of Karak, whom you call Reginald de Chatillon-accurse1 be his name!'- and he spat upon the ground-"has once more broken the peace between me and the king of Jerusalem, slaugh- tering my merchants and stealing my goods. I will suffer this shame no more, and very shortly l unfurl my standards, which shall not be folded up again until they float upon the mosque of Omar and from every tow CT top in Palestine. Your people are doomed. I, Yusuf Salah-ed-din," and