The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-05-02
Remember me to our mutual

Remember me to our mutual
friends, Sadi. the dyer. and
Here he mentioned one or tive
others. The name, Jack Stanton
followed.
Amad regarded the note and h,
didn't say a word. There are limita
tions even to camel language. Below
the signature was more writing.
MY regards to dear Light OF
Life. What q charming woman!
Cherish her. Preserve her as she
apple Of your eye. My one regret
IL that l can't take my dear
her on to you. l owe you some
thing and thus pay my debt. Par
don bad writing. l have little
cut. Don't worry. 1t doesn't
amount to anything. l am feel
ing much better. You will be SO
pleased to learn this. The noun
tain air has such tonic properties.
Once more affectionate saluta-
lions. etc.
Postscript No. 2: Note the
marks on the road. What do they
spell for you? Rubber? Ever hear
OF tires? Automobiles"
A flood OF knowledge suddenly IL.
lumined the readers brain. The mys-
tory OF the vanishing lady was ne
longer q mystery. Afar up the noun.
tain now he thought he saw some.
thing iutter-a ragged cloak Of a
distant wayfarer on the road. But ht
saw. also, houses: the fellow was
leaving desolation behind him. Amad
suppressed the temptation to follow
Among these non Moslem people |,
would be hazardous to attempt TO
modest the fellow.
Revenge would be sweet, but he
was old and cautious. The evil one
take that zone of safety for dogs OF
Christians! And Amad prayed in
wardly that in that old. old town OF
his there might be a general massa-
ere Of all foul unbelievers. unfor-
tunately, 1t did not seem as II his
wish would come to pass. The riot
ing and looting OF the night before
had, after all. been of a desultory
and non sanguinary character. No
true prophet of blood had arisen at
the opportune moment, as had been
the case on other occasions. The
diamond merchant, however. yet
savagely hoped for the best-or the
worst-and tearing the message into
hundred bits. he turned back.
Several days later he whom Auad
had discerned afar. stood on a hill,
some distance to tho west, and gazed
down upon a little seaport town. His
look was eager. cxpectant. His quest
was done. or practically had come 10
an end. From this port he could take
q ship for anywhere. He had won
his wager. but he was not thinking
OF that. His quickening gaze rested
on the walls OF tho solid old mission
buildings. not so far away.
Bright spots-oranges in groves
danced around them. stanton has
tened downward and his stride was
once more vigorous. The patriarchal
beard OF the romance reciter had
been discarded. He didn't need 1t any
longer.
One of the first persons he met In
the towns principal winding little
street was Lord Fitzgerald. on foot.
stanton hailed him joyfully.
"Eh? What? Oh."-said his lord
ship. This young American was GER
tainly surprise maker
"She Is ncre?" were his next words.
Eyes" The Englishman nodded to-
ward the mission buildings.
"And welly' eagerly.
Again an Affirmative Stanton
laughed. He experienced a kind OF
feeling What a
lAdNfn INV lbWH StttflSu
after all he little vicissltudes OF the
past, He walked on hardly noting
where he was going.
Have any difficulty getting here"
he asked, after few moments.
NO, Only once or twice your--the
lady wante! tn jump uut"
"fou-did not let hey, / hope"' in
quick alarm.
naturally not" dryly
hut why should she have"' The
young man began, Their stopped, I'm
accustomed to ears, ! suppose, Don't
believe she eve saw one before"
mo doubt that was it," observe ed
Fitzgerald. studying the eager intent
face OF his companion, "Ths case has
quite puzzled tho missionaries" no
added
what case?"
"Her's."
my wife's?"
HUM" said the Englishman.
stanton t,Sned on him. why do
Won nav that Pc