Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1913-05-14

| Hui ieuly 10 MS nedd-DOy. The boy
without hesitation obeyed him. He
! ran TO the racing camel. applied a
Kick. flung on the saddle-bags, stuffed
dates and dried fish and two water
bottles into them. and waited. Ma
homed walked over to the animal and
| mounted
Stop" The white man ieveled his
rifle. Get down from there!"
Mahomed. as If he had not heard.
Kicked the camel with his heels. The
| beast lurched TO It's feet resentfully.
Mahomed picked up the guidingrope
which served as bride. and struck
the camel across the neck.
Click! went the hammer OF the rife.
and Mahomed was at that moment
very near death. He gave no heed.
NO. no." cried Fortune. pushing up
the barrel Let him 20. He was
kind to me. after his fashion"
Mahomed smiled. He had expected
this. and that was why he had gone
| about the business unconcernedly.
What do you say?" demanded the
stranger OF Ryanne.
Ryanne. having no love whatever
for Mahomed. shrugged.
"Humph! And you?" TO George
"Oh. let him CO."
All right. Two TO one or with
you. then" to Mahomed But walt!
What about these beGgars OF yours?
what are you going to do with them?"
They have been paid. They can
go back"
The moment the camel felt the sand
under his pads, he struck his gait
eastward. And when the mists and
shadows crept in behind him and his
rider. that was the last any OF them
ever saw OF Mahomed Ell Gebel. keeper
of the Holy Yhiordes in the Pasha's
palace at Bagdad
Now, then" said the leader OF the
strange caravan, my name is Ack-
ermann, and mine Is a carpet-caravan,
in from khuzistan. bound for Smyrna.
How may l help you?"
Take us as far as Damascus" an
swered Ryanne.' We can get on from
there well enough"
What's your Nance" directly.
"Ryanne"
And yours
Fortune Chcdsoye"
"NeXt?"
Jones"
The humorous bruskncss put kind
or spirit into them all. and they an
swered smilingly.
'Ryanne and Jones are familiar
enough. but Chedsoye is a new one
Here. you" whiriing suddenly upon
the boys who were pressing about.
He volleyed some Arabic at them. and
they dropped back We'll. I've henrd
some strange yarns myself in my
time. but this one beats them all.
ShanShaied from Carrot Humph, II
some one had told me this. anywhere
olse but here, I'd have called him a
liar. And you. Mr.. Ryanne, went into
Bagdad aloue and got away with that
Yhiordes! 1t must have been the
devils own OF Job"
ut was" replied Ryanne laconicalIy.
He did not know this man Acker-
mann: he had never heard " him:
but he recognized a born leader OF
men when he saw him Gray-haired.
lean. bearded. sharp Of word. quick
Of action. rude: he saw in this carpet
hunter the same indomitable qualities
OF tho ivory-scekcr. You did not
stop at Bagdad7" he asked. after the
swift inventory.
NO. came direct always do"
grimly. Better turn I'm and sleep:
wen be on the way at dawn. sharp"
Sleep. Byanne laughed
sleep" echoed George.
Fortune shook her head
oil
wear away" said Ackermann But
you've got 70 sleep I'm boss now.
and you won't find me an easy one"
with a humorous glance AZ the girl
We are all very happy TO be bossed
b. you" she said
Twenty days" Ackermauu mused
You're a plucky young woman No
hystertcs?"
Not even n sigh OF discoutcnt." put
In George "If it hadn't been FOR her
pluck, we'd have gone 10 pieces jus,
from worry. Are YOU Henry Acker.
mann. Of the Oriental Company in
Smyrna?"
Yes: Why"
I'm George p a Jones. u Morti.
Nor 3 Jones. Now York. I've heard
Of you, and cod bless you for this
nights work."
Mortimer & Jones' You don't snyl
Well. II this doesn't beat the Dutcbl
Why, n you're Robert p. Jones bov
III sell you every car pet IN tho pack AZ
cost" He laughed and II was laugh.
ter good to hear, dry and harsh though
II was. Your dad was a fine gentle
! man, and one OF the best Judges OF
his time You couldn't fool him a
knot. He wrote me when you came
into this world d sin gnd tribuIauon.
Didn't they call you Pe/cival Algernon.
or something like that"
lhey did! And George laughed,