The searchlight. [volume] (Culbertson, Mont.) 1902-current, 1912-12-13

then the racket began all over again
george never paused mentally to won
der what all this rumpus was about
time enough to make inquiries after
the scrimmage. lntrepidly. as Here.
ward the Wake. MS Busy d'Ambois
as Porthos in the cave OF Loch-Maria,
George fought He wasn't a trained
athlete: he hadn't any science: he
was simply ordinarily tough and &C.
tive and clean-lived; and the injustice
Of an unprovoked assault added to
physical proSess a full measure OF
nervous energy. II was quasi Homer.
ic: a modern young gentleman In eve.
ming dress holding of for several min.
utes five sleek. sinewy. unhampered
Arabs. But the days OF the gods were
no more: asd no quick.witted goddess
cast veil across the eyes Of the
Arabs. No: George had to shift for
himself. Suddenly there came a gen.
eral rush from the center OF the room
into one Of the right-angular corners.
The subsequent snari Of legs and
arms was not unlike that seen upon
the football field. George was the
man with the ball. And then to
George came merciful darkness. The
conjunction, as In astronomy, OF two
planets In the same degree Of the 20
diac-meaning Georges head and the
stucco-wall-gave the Arabs complete
mastery Of the field Of battle.
From the opposite side Of the room
came the voice OF the referee:
Curses OF Allah upon these white
dogs! How they fght!" And Ma.
homed peered down into the corner.
One by one the Arabs got up. each
examining his honorable wounds.
George alone remained unmoved. quiet
and disinterested, under the folds Of
the tattered burnouse.
rs he dead?" demanded MahomeS.
NO. my father. His head hit the
wall"
Hasten. then. Bind his feet and
hands and cover his eyes and mouth.
We have but little time"
There was a long way to 30. and
Mahomed was too wise and cautious
to congratulate himself ut this early
stage. George was thereupon trussed
up like a Christmas fowl ready for
the oven. They wrapped him up In
the burnouse and carried him out TO
the closed carriage In waiting. No
one In the street seemed curious. No
one In the English.Bar deemed II nee.
essary to be. Whatever happened In
this resort had long been written In
the book of fate. Had a white man
to inquire what was going
on. Mahomed would have gravely
that II was a case OF
plague they were hurrying away to
prevent interference by the English
Once George was snug inside the
II was driven on at a run
toward the tombs Of the caliphs. As
the roads were not the levelest. the
vehicle went most Of the way upon
victim. watchful and attentive. His
intention was to take him no far.
her than the outskirts OF the city,
force him to send back TO the hotel
. duly credited messenger for the
rug. after which he would turn George
adrift, with the reasonable assurance
hat the young man would ind some
one to guide him back to the hotel.
After q while he observed that George
had recovered and was grimly fighting
he lmprisoning ropes.
you win need your strength" In |
.erposed Mahomed gently. IF ! take
he cloth from your mouth. will you
promise not to cry QUIT" There was
In Affirmative nod. and Mahomed un-
led the bandaee. Listen. I mean
vou no harm. II you will send to the |
hotel for the Holy Yhiordes. you will |
,e liberated the moment It is put into |
ny hands"
Go to the deuce!" snapped George.
till dizzy. The lighting mood hadn't
by any means. "You |
NOW where II II better than l." So |
his was Mahomed!
"Fool!" cried the other. shaking
George roughly.
Easy there! had the rug, but
{ was stolen this afternoon" He was
'ery weak and tired. And II I had /
I. I shouldn't give II to YOU" with
turbulence: and you may
nut that In your water-pipe and smoke
l."
Mahomed. no longer pacific. struck
George violently upon the mouth. He.
u his part. was unknightly enough to
ttempt to sink his teeth In the bru-
al hand. Queer fancies fiit through a
mans head In times like this: for the
Of the bite reminded
i'm Of Hallowe'ens and the tubs with
be bobbing rpples. One thing was
ertain: he would kill this pagan the
cry nrst opportunity. Rather q
tartling metamorphosis in the char.
cter Of . man whose life had been
assed In the peacefulsst environ.
rents. And to kin him without Ae
sast conjunction. too. To strike q
aan who couldn't help himself
Hey thsrsi" he yelled. Help for
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