Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-03-25

stand me better, though she has been
taught for six years by Christians.
She is good girl. She says that in
all that time she has never onze for
gotten to say the Fatiheh three times
q day, and to say eel hamdu illah' to
herself after she has eatenl She
would understand. / know she would.
But you. never."
The exquisite little aeuiline fea-
lures wore a look of unutterable con-
tempt.
IF were you" said Logotheti.
smiling, Il would not tell her what
you are going to do"
You seeI" cried Baraka, almost an
grily. you do not understand. A
servant Shall ! tell my heart to my
handmade. and my secret thoughts to
a hired man? l tell you, because you
are a friend. though you have no I'M
Outstanding of us. My father feeds
many focks, and has many bondmen
and bondwomeH, whom he beats when
1t pleases him, and can put to death
II he likes. He also knows the minis
of rubies, as his father did before
him, and when he desires gold he
takes one to Tashkent, or even 20
Samarkand, a long journey, and sells
II to the Russians. He is a great
man. II he would bring camel bag
full of precious stones to Europe he
could be one of the greatest men in
the world. And you think that my
fathers daughter would open her
heart to one of her servants? I said
well that you do not understand"
Logotheti looked quietly at the slim
young thing in a ready-made blue
serge frock, who said such things as a
Lady Clara We're de We're would
scarcely dare to say above her breath
in these democratic days; and he
watched the noble little features, and
the small white hands, that had come
down to her through generations of
chieftains, since the days when the
primeval shepherds of the world
counted the stars in the plains of
KAT
He himself, with his long Greek de-
scent, was an aristocrat to the mar
row, and smiled at the claims of men
who traced their families back to the
Crusaders. With the help of a legend
or two and half a myth, he could al
most make himself far descendant OF
the Tyndaridae. But what was that
compared with the pedigree of the lit
tie thing in blue serge frock? Her
race went back to a time before
Hesiod, before Homer, to a date that
might be found in the annals of Egypt,
but nowhere else in all the dim tradi-
tons of human history.
NO" he said, after a long pause.
81 begin to understand. You had not
told me that your father was a great
man, and that his sires before him
had Joined hand to hand, from the
hand of Adam himself"
This polite speech, delivered in his
best Tartar, though with sundry Turk
ish Examinations and accents. some
what Modified Baraka, and she pushed
her little head backwards and up
wards against the top of the deck
chair, as if she was drawing herself
up with pride. Also, not being used
to European skirts, she stuck out one
tiny foot a little further across the
other, as she stretched herself, and
she indiscreetly showed a pale-yellow
silk ankle, round which she could
have easily made her thumb meet her
SeCOnu uuBeT. LOSOIuell SlduCeu dI H.
You will never understand" she
said, but her tone had relented. and
she made a concession. IF you will
take me to him, and if he will not be
my husband, I will let Spiro kill him"
That might be better" Logotheti
answered with extreme gravity, for he
was quite sure that Spiro would never
kill anybody. IF you will take an
oath which | shall dictate, and swear
to let Spiro do it, l will take you to
the man you seek"
What must be. must be-" Baraka
said in a tone of resignation. When
he is dead, Spiro can also kill me and
take the rubies and the money"
That would be a pity" observed
the Greek, thoughtfully.
why a pity? 1t will be my por-
ton. I will not kill myself because
then should go to hell-fire, but Spiro
can do it very well. Why should I |