Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-11-18

riage portion. which you have taken.
Now you must be my husband That
Il ALL Few words"
ut is your right" Logotheti an.
swered. But he will not marry you. I"
Then he shall die" replied Baraka,
as quietly as II she were saying shat
he should go for walk.
If you kill him, the laws of that
country may take your life." objected
the Greek.
THAT will be my portion" the girl
answered, with profound indifference.
You only have one hfe," Logotheti
observed. 1T is yours to throw away.
But the man you seek is not in that
country. Van Torp has telegraphed
me that he is much nearer. Neverthe-
less, If you mean to kill him, will
not take you to him, as intended
to do"
Baraka's face had changed, though
she had been determined not to be.
tray surprise at anything he said; she
turned to him, and fixed her eyes on
his, and he saw her lashes culver.
You will tell me where he is" she
said anxiously. eff you will not take
me I will go alone with Spiro. have
been in many countries with no other
help. can go there also, where he
is. You will tell me-"
mot il you mean to murder him."
said Logotheu, and she saw that he
was IN earnest.
But If he will not be my husband,
what can do, If do not kill him ?''
She asked the question in evident
good faith.
IT I were you, should make him
share the rubies and the money with
you, and then I would leave him ia
himself"
But you do not understand" Ba-
raka protested. He is young, he ia
beautiful, he is rich. He will take
some other woman for his wife, if l
leave him. You see, he must die,
there is no other way. If he will not
marry me, IL is his portion. Why dc
you talk? Have I not come across
the world from the Altai, by samark.
and and Tiflis, as far as England, II
find him and marry him? Is 1t moth.
ing that I have done, Tartar girl
alone. with no friend but q bag of
precious stones that any strong thief
might have taken from me? Is the
danger nothing? The travel nothing?
Is 1t nothing that have gone about
like a shameless one, with my face
uncovered, dressed in mans clothes
That I have cut my hair. my beautiful
black hair. is that as nothing, too!
That have been in an English prison
That have been called a thief? ]
have suffered all these things to find
him, and If come to him at last, and
he will not be my husband, shall he
live and take another woman? You
are great man, 1t ID true. But you
do not understand. You are only q
Frank, after all! That little maid YOU
have brought for me would under
stand me better, though she has beer
taught for six years by Christians
She is Q good girl. She says that in
all that time she has never once for
gotten to say the Fatiheh three times
a day. and to say 'el hamdu illah' t.
herself after she has eaten! Sh<
would understand. know she would
But you. never!"
The exquisite little aquiline fea
lures wore look of unutterable con
tempt.
eff were you," said Logotheti
smiling. II would not tell her wha,
you are going to do"
"You see!" cried Baraka, almost an
gritty. you do not understand. A
servant! Shall tell my heart to M,
handmade, and my secret thoughts tt
a hired man? tell you. because 70,
are a friend, though you have no un
derstanding of US. Ny father feed
many focks, and has many bondme,
and bondwomen, whom he beats whe,
1t pleases him, and can put to dealt
If he likes. He also knows the min.
of rubies, as his father did before
him, and when he desires gold hi
takes one to Tashkent, or even tt
SeNAAAe-A 1Ae-oS' q AOdS JOoIuSy, ana sell!
1t to the Russians. He is a grea
man. If he would bring camel ba.
full of precious stones to Europe h,
could be one of the greatest men 1,
the world. And you think that m,
fathers daughter would open he]
heart to one of her servants? SAIL
we'll that you do not understand"
Logotheti looked quietly at the slim
young thing in ready-made blue
serge frock, who said such things as 8
Lady Clara We're de We're woulf
scarcely dare to say above her breath
in these democratic days; and h.
watched the noble little features. ant
the small white hands, that had come
down to her through generations O
chieftains. since the days when tn,
primeval shepherds of the worlf
counted the stars in the plains a
KAT.
| He himself, with his long Greek de
scent was an aristocrat to the mar
row, and smiled at the claims of me,
who traced their families back to the
Crusaders. With the help OF a legenf
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