Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-08-14


attempt to sink his teeth in the bru.
tai hand. Queer fancies fit through q
mans head in times like this: for tho
Intellectually Of the bite reminded
him Of Hallowe'ens and tho tubs with
the bobbing apples. Ono thing was
certain: he would kill this pagan the
very first opportunity. Rather q
startling metamorphosis In the char
acter Of q man whose life had been
passed in the peacefulest environ.
ments. And to kill him without the
least conjunction. too. To strike .
man who couldn't help himself!
"Hey there!" he yelled. Help for
. white mani" After such treatment
he considered it anything but dishon-
orable to break his parole. And where
was Ryanne? "Help!"
Mahomed swung his arm round
Georges neck. and the third cry be-
gan with a gurgle and ended with q
sigh. Deity. the Arab rebandaged
the prisoners mouth So be It. He
had had his chance for freedom: now
he should drink to the bottom Of the
bitter cup. along with the others. He
had no real enmity against George;
he was simply one Of the pawns in
the game he was playing But now he
saw that there was danger in liberat.
ing him. Tho other! Mahomed ca
ressed his wiry beard. To subject
him to the utmost mental agony; to
break him physically. too: to pay him
back pound for pence: to bruise, to
hurt. to rack him. that was all Ma.
homed desired.
George made no further effort to
free himself. nor apparently to bestir
himself about the future. Somewhere
in the fight. presumably as he fell
against the table, he had received
crushing blow in the small ribs: and
when Mahomed threw him back, he
tainted for tho second time in his life.
He reclined Imply in the corner of
the carriage, the bosom Of his shirt
bullying open: for the thrifty Arabs
had purloinsd tho pearl-studs. the
gold collarbuttons. and the sapphire
cuff-links. And consciousness re-
turned only when they lifted him out
and dropped him inconsiderately into
the thick dust Of the road. He stirred
again at his bonds, but presently lay
still. The pain In his side hurt keen
~. and he wasn't sure that tho rib
was whole. What time had passed
since his entrance to the English Bar
was beyond his reckoning. but he
know that 1t was yet in the dark of
night, as no light whatever penetrated
the cloth over his eyes. That he was
somewhere outside the city he was
assured by the tang Of tho winter
wind. He heard low voices-Arab bic;
and while he possessed q smattering
Of the tongue. his head achcd too
sharply for him to sense = word.
Later. a camel coughed. Camels? And
where were they taking him upon q
camel? Ragdad7 Impossible: there
were too many white men following
the known camel-ways. He Eroaned q
little, but the sound did not reach the
ears Of his captors. To ride camel
under ordinary conditions was q pain
full affair; but to straddle tho ungainly
brute. dressed a. he was. in swal.
low-tail and paper.thin pumps. did not
promote any pleasurable thoughts.
They would In all truth kill him bo-
fore they got through. Hang the rusl
And doubly hang the man who had
sold 1t to him!
His whilom friend. conscience, came
back and gibbered at him. Once he
said: Don't do IT," and now she was
saying quite humanity: II told you
sol" Hadn't she warned him? Hadn't
she swung her red lantern under his
very nose! Well. she hoped be WAS
satisfied. His reply to this brief 3srs-
Iniad was that II ever he got his hands
upon the rug again. he would hang
On till the crack Of doom. and con.
science herself could 90 hang. Mere
psrvsrssness, probably. And whore
WAS 1t. since he was now certain that
Mahomed had Il ootf It was Ry.
anne: Ryanns. smooth and plausible
Of tongue. Not being satisAed with .
thousand pounds. hs had stolen II
again to mulct some other simple,
trustful person. George, usually 90
unsuspicious. was now quite willing
20 believe anything q anybody.
(To be Continued.l
Foolish Question.
n kid who attended tho circus the
other day 10 said to have asked his
father: "say, II one o them Arabs