El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-02-09
The EIoPement
A short story.

TITS name was KemaIedin and he
was rich and noble like a grand
- vizier. Every morning he went
TO the bazaar where he sold costly rugs
and curtains. But on his way he
stopped to worship at the mosque.
Since the death of his wife. Nefisse,
who was sleeping peacefully under
cypress tree. at Scutari. he was a Wild
over. but ne still possessed a costly
treasure at his house, a pearl among
pearls. his daughter, Made. Those
who had caught a glimpse of her. said
that there was not a girl like her i'll
Eyoub and Stambul
Kamaledin adored his daughter and
fulfilled all her wishes, but it goes
without saying that he guarded her
most carefully. In his manificient
house near the AdrianOple Gate he
passed his happiest hours together with
her. Nadje's laugh was like the chirp-
ing OF swallows.
One morning old Kamaledin took
Nadje abroad. and as they turned the
corner Of the street, they caught sight
Of the blue eXpanse OF the MarmOra
sea far below them.
DO you see the islands )" Kamaledin
asked You may remove your veil,
there is nobody here to see you"
Nadje dropped her yasmak and
looked at the sea with her face IN
covered The sea breezes played with
her hair and put color into her cheeks
and her eyes beamed- She stood three
steps from him, and KemaIedin thought
he had never seen her look so beauti-
full. He thought her fit to be the wife
OF a Murad or a SOliman. and then sud
denly. while they were enjoying the
lovely view in silence. somebody
passed close to Nadie and looked at
her with sensuous light in his dark
He stared at YOU" said the father
anSrily. who was he2"
"Oh. please do not be angry. sirr
cried Made.
She pretended she had never seen
him before but she remembered very
well having seen this dark face sew
eral times before when she had visited
the bazaar.
where has he seen you2 He smiled
at YOU. Who is he2 Answer mer'
exclaimed her father.
She swore she did not know the
mans name. But lying was difficult
TO her She knew very well that his
name was Diemal and that he was a
merchant dealing in silks and perfumes
from Bagdad and Syria Indeed she
had seen him many times before and
was to see him again for on that very
evening he came to her where she
walked alone in her garden and made
violent love to her. He wanted to
carry he off and marry her and dress
her like the wife Of an emir or khan
or Persia and he said he would buy
her a palace at Candili on the BOs-
phOrOus and that they would sail to-
gether on the beautiful sea every night
in a swift caiQUe. And his voice was
so tender and the evening so beautiful
that she consented
ASK my father tomorrow" she said
Then she ran away.
The next dav at the twelfth hour
Djemal went TO the rich Kemaledin's
pushed aside the yellow silk curtains
and entered with the expression OF a
softah who enters the temple or the
When Kemaledin saw him he sud
renly recognized him and his face grew
red with fury. In a laundering voice
ne roared:
Are YOU not the scoundrel who
stared al US the other day.
Yes, sir. and because I have laid
eyes on your daughter I now ask her
in maria ge."
He said this with his face turned
toward Mecca as If calling Allah 20
witness But Kelamedin's fury in
creased and his eyes shot fire.
Ny Nadje the wife OF son OF
dOg-my Nadjet"
He rOared 50 loud that people came
running from all parts of the bazaar
TO learn about the impudence Of young
D1emaL They had no love for him
Chefket Chaine. MuStar and Fussein.
who were outside had fought with him
and been beaten. They raised their
voices in horror at his audacity.
Then Diemal snat on the ground in
front Of kemalediu and with his fists
cut a path for himself through the
crowd. Out Of the bazaar he ran al
the way to Edirne-KaDpu where KEN
aledius house was He told the SER
wants that he was the friend Of the
rich Kemaledin and had come to see
his daughter. Nadje came out
Your father Is willing" he whis-
pered- But he did not take her to the
bazaar and when she wanted to turn
IN that direction he caught hold Of her
hand and talked to her so tenderIy !
and so swiftly that she grew all con-
FUSED All she remembered was that
they went down to the sea at StambuI
and that there was a crowd.
He hid her. They passed the dav
drinking coffee in a house in a corner {
or the little street Oufun- TOharchi I
board boat and sailed down the I
silvery stream She was trembling
with fear He sang TO her until she /
fell asleep.
Years passed Djemal had become !
the richest merchant in Asia Minor. I
gowns and many Albanians to wait on
her. Then fate turned against them
Made was taken down with a strange !
fever The Turkish doctors did not I
know what was ailing her. She seemed Z
to waste away while Djemal had made /
a fortune only to lose everything His
sales dwindled down to almost NOTHING
and people said he would soon be SELL
ing Stin less. I
Allah has perhaps written IN his
books that some day Djemal win bsvo
to sit and beg al the entrance -os the
mosque to support his wife.