The daily Alaskan., 1912-04-23

the pink unj silver thing in her lap and fixed her eyes on the molten silver track that lcd across the Mcditerra- mean to the rising moon.
 This k the only secret ever kept from James" she said, not looking at her surprised hu usbaad. "When We were in Cairo he wa~ busy hunting for scarabs to carry home 10 souvenir loving friends. was seeking gauge ScarfS to take to the girls at home. The dealer in sCarfS had sold me several beauties. and woven in each one was some romantic story that the willy old fellow invented as he went along.
 One of the SCarfs had belonged 10 that daughter of Pharaoh who found young Moses among tho huIrusheS; another of apple green and seed pearls had been the gift of Antony to Cleo patrl: a thi,d ono of black and gold and crimson had jealousy and murder for is setting
 "N.han hc brought out th.s dream Of rink and silver | WIS SECpljcal at his air uf exaggerated concern in handling fr. at his respectful tone wh"n Sr"ak m- of it. uI the almost rn1r in his voice
 'Madamc this Is the wedding scarf gs :nc Princess Ancm. he murmUrcd, looking over his shoulder at thc dark interior of his little shop. she had s lover. FuGar by namc. a handsome. worthless scamp. Of whom her respect rd father strongly di>apUrovcd There wUS another lover, prince of royal blood. who sought the hand of the Princess Ancm. and it Was he who brought to her this royalty beautiful scarf.
 Tt much enhances tho beauty of all who wear it tenfo}d, but the Princess Ancm would have none of its magic, for she was beautiful herself beyond compare. SO she flung the princes gift back in bis face. and and tradition says that the scarf turned to a lovely woman who became the princes bride As for tho foolish Princess Nncm'- the scl,or Of ScarfS turned his veDeU. agc head and inclined a listening ear toward the rear ot his shop looked and thought could make out a dim. sEadowy wilderness. like rhe form of young girl clad in flowing role.
 "'NS for thc foolish Princess ANcm, | prompted
 "'Shr married the handsome FCdGr and vas happy forever artcrward" cried a sweet. moy&nG ,"le from the roar. and then tho wh',r shadow van .~nrd. leaving mo to stare heDicssIy at tGa seller uf SCarfS.
 'Sl, iS a heartIcsS jade ho mutt"T. cd bitterly, tuning the scarf in his brown fingers.
 "Is that the Princess Ancm" asked UIuntIy.
 He shook his head. Nay, that is my graccleSs daughter Leila. Shc was promised this scarf for her marriage if she chose wisely; but, alas, she IS breaking my heart and bringing my gray hairs to the graves edge" He la~-ot the bargaining instinct that uSu- ally ovcrpowerS all other sentiment in the Egyptian bazaarS and beat his head against the low stone table
 "'I am very sorry I murmurcd. Are von quite sure your daughter has not chosen wisely? Does she love:
 Aye. she loves the wrong man, even as did the Princess Anem, who was never a greater coQuctte than my Saucy Leila. Leila believes she is in love with Fcdar, the water carrier, when my ueiGhbor here. HaShour, tho silk merchant, is impatiently waiting 10 carry her of as his bride.
 - pccDcj into the next bazaar and was rewarded with a glimpse of the desirable IIaShour. aU cuormoESN lat