Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1913-09-19


to Twenty-third street, stared up at $3.50
the lofty height OF the Metropolitan tower and
laughed
II you had been close enough you perhaps
would have noted that 1t was a queer mirthless
little laugh. Then the Rev. Mr. Hanks went over
close to the stone rise of the great building and
patted it. He had to. 1t was that build
ing that had saved his life three months before
as he sat in tent in the middle of the Arabian
desert with thirty murderous Arabs squatting on
the ground around him and monotonously whet
ting the long knives with which they would cut
him into small pieces Could you blame him for
a feeling of friendness for that cold ruthless
granite which he caressed?
Missionary Hank tells it thus Il had been
working among them for three years-the desert
Arabs" he began I'D learned their language
and their customs, and / practically one of
them, riding and pitching my tent and working
with them like brother. And they were broth
ers worthy of the name those Wild free men
to whom honor is the first consideration. New
York could take many lesson from them In
morals and in respect toward women
"One night we pitched camp after hot days
ride, and as darkness fell we were suddenly
aroused by courier from another Of our camps
with the news that the Aneza, warlike and muir
derous tribe had attacked and carried off several
women and children.
That was a signal for all our abe-bodied men
to ride TO the other camp and try to recover the
kidnapped women and children In five minutes
the beat of the hoofs of the ponies had died out
In the dark, and the only man left in our
camp.
Il crawled into my tent and went to sleep. 1t
must have been near midnight when | Was aTak-
ened by the sound OF hoofs. / imagined our own
men returning and paid attention until the
flap of the tent laid back and Ave strange
Arabs entered. Each held long knife and be-
fore could roll off my blanket these knives
were forming a circle within an inch OF nv
throat lay still.
Silently more and more men entered the tent
all with the long desert knives. knew then
they were the Aneza. They had learned of the
departure of our men, and had slipped into the
camp to steal in their absence
For time not word came from the Inns of
this ferocious desert band of marauders bent
upon pillage and murder. Stealthily they crept
about the tent examining our luggage They
broke open my chest and tumbled out upon the
blanketed ground the few treasured books DOS.
sessed, the trinkets had saved as mementoes of
my Journeys through the wild regions few
gifts that served to remind me of pleasant memo.
rles among the tribes in which had passed
months of pleasurable labor
The gaudy trinkets of American manufacture
they bounced upon Ike children turned loose in
toy shop. They were quick to appropriate ex.
ira blankets, boots and couple of saddles But
all the while l could have no doubt from their
men, and doubted not their actions when my
nationality and my mission should be discovered
One huge black fellow seemed to be the
leader. Then, for the first time in the fare Of
loren ne carried, they seemed to notice that my
shh was white In an instant the discovery
created the greatest excitement. Several unged
forward with their knives. as though to cut It
short right there but the chief waved them hack
srt 1or all the attention they bestowed upon me-
me search over, they gathered around moro
closely Meantime 1t is needless to saw was
frightened knew the feroeity OF these wild
All this time but little attention had been paid
% my presence l might be a native of the des
aeaons lnae tney were hunting for gold. They
were convinced the party was well snnnlied y,,,f
money and proposed to have it They were de-.
less. my WIN