Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-17


held. Besides, the bane of the books not yet
entirely exercised. 1t not forty DAYS since
their burning, and it is well known that even the
best of magic spells cannot be sure of having
come evil permanently until forty days passed
The knowledge of all this gave her courage oppose
her whose whim was usually law.
mo- yaronm no!' the slave said crouchng as
near to Rhasneh's feet as she could. You cannot
run any risks, now that you bride to be-
But lovely, sweet Tsatsar-ab-harlem." Rhasneh
pleaded, taking the nurses hands between her own
once Juliet did, Il only want to him wee little
bit of time have never even spoken to hm-not
once. Can't have little bit of a talk with him? I.
Tsatsar- ab-harlem obdurately shook her head
Not before your marriage, she said, with deter
mined mouth.
Rhasneh's anger began to kinde. The idea
of having to her slave instead of command
ing her She felt strong inclination to give her
severe beating; but diplomacy would her bet
ter. Nurse, she cried tears of vexation in her
eyes, II you do not grant me this favor if you do
not help me to see my lover swear by the Prophet
Mantle that you never shall go with when
marry! will never see you again, never!"
Rhasneh hardly knew how hard she was hitting
her nurse with this threat Tsatsar- alb harlem
heart shrine in which the idol was Rhasneh
When in addition, the slave her beloved mistress
begin to cry and tear her hair it than she
could endure.
Yay s do not cry and destroy your pretty
hm-once only! And you must not speak with him
door, and shall rap when it is time for him to 60
"Oh, you good sond-annessee!" Rhasneh threw her
her. entirely forgetting that she had wished to
beat her.
Now" said Rhasneh after the transport of
mutual affection was over, "how shall we manage
Tsatsar- ab-harlem tried to plan, while Rhasneh's
eyes were fixed on her face The slave turned to her
at me like that you will force my life to out of
my skim feel your eyes burning me. Take your
either now and turn your back to me, and sing
The girl obeyed. And as the sweet tones came
from beneath her fingers, her active imagination
saw herself with her lover How surprised and
pleased he would be to see her beautiful! she
thought; for seeing her only instant in the
Sultan's carriage he could not have guessed how
really beautiful she was. Oh yes, of course he had
seen her in the picture frame in Chrysanthys studio;
but then he had thought she paint and the light
had been very bad, and he had stood so far away.
She thrilled at the thought of his approach
She wondered if any of the herones she had read of
IN romances had been as beautiful as she But she
was heroine of romance, too, she reflected. She
regretted somewhat that everything had gone so
smoothly up to now; that no wonderful adventure.
such as would make an exciting story had come out
of her love. Now, if he was to lose her and work
and strive for her for years, undergoing all
of hardships; while she was kept in dungeon-or
rather in tower-and i'll treated, and starved and
threatened with torture and death-all the
while becoming and beautiful
finally they came together, loving each other ten
times much for the separation-though that
would be impossible-well that would be worth
while indeed!
"YaOvonm have found the way" the slave in
terrupted Rhasneh's thoughts. There is some
risk, but we can deceive Fahick, if your lover will
closely follow instructions" Tsatsar- alb arlem's
expressive face alght with enthusiasm as she
proceeded to unfold her plan to her mistress.
And the plan so pleased her nearer that she took
golden chain from her throat and put it around the
neck of her nurse: You very dear one,
Rhasneh said, and the Prophet cannot help reward
ing you. You shall be most beautiful hour, and
be loved most tenderly by great Pasha, when you
die"
The slave, radiant at this prophecy, which she inn
pGcitly believed kissed Rhasneh's feet. Maybe"
she suggested hopefully -"maybe l shall have
child, too Do you think, 1anoun1 that hours are