Arizona republican., 1914-04-26
tcopyright: 1914: By Harold Mac Grath.l
 CHAPTER VIII.
THE SLAVE MARKET.


 THE MAEKEr.
 TT AVING decided upon the fate of Kathyn the + natives set about recapturfng the wild elephant | | It took the best part Of the morning. When this
 was accomplished the journey to Alaha begun But for the days of peace and quiet the will drness and the ofher esh Kathyn would have suffered greatly. Half the time she was con- peled to walk. There no howdahs, and 1t was difficult feat to sit back of the mahout The rough skin of elephant had the effect upon the calves of her legs that sandpaper would have haG Sometimes she stumbled and fell, and rudely jerked to her fees Only the day before they arrived she relieved in any way she given litter and in this manner she entered the hateful city.
 In giving litter the chief mahout had been n- spired by no expressions of pity simply they desired her to appear fresh and attractive when they carried her into the slave mart
 In ftful dreams all that had happened came back to herthe story her father had told about saving the old kings life and the grm ironica gratitude in making Col Hare his her-as if such things could be. And then her journey Alaha the nightmarsh durbar dur ing which she had been crowned the escape from the ordeas with John Bruce the terrors of the temple ot the sun the flight from there John Bruce. She could still see the fire in his eyes she could still feel the of his gentle yet tireess hand Would she him again?
 On the way to the they passed under the shadow of the grim prison walls of the palace The elephants off here into side street toward the huge square where horses and cattle and elephants bought and sold. The litter in charge of the chief mahout, ceeded to the slave mart Kathlyn glanced at the wall wonderingly Was her father alive? Was he in some bleak cell behind that crumblng masonry: Did he know that she was here? Or he really dead? Ah perhaps better that death should have taken hmbetter that than having his living heart by the tale of his daughters unspeakable mstries
 Even she last lingering look at the prison the prisoner within, his head buried in his thin, wasted hands, beheld her in visicn-but in happy joyous vision busyng about the living of the bungalow
 And far away younger beheld a vision very tenderly he gazed at Kathyns discarded robe and sumed his determined quest Often, standing beyond his evening fires he would .dk tas silence Kathyn where are you:' Even then hs VI xiding fast toward Alaha slave mart a rare thilg in these days, but at the time these being enacted there existed of them here and there the face of the globe. Men buy and sell and women in these times-en- lghtened they saybut they by legal from vile hiding places.
 Aaha had been famous mart in its prime. It had the agents of princes from all India Persia, Beloochstan Afghanisan and southern Russia had been red of their beauties to acorn the of the slothfu Hindu princes.
 The slave mart in the capital of Aaha stood in the of the bazaars great square platform with roof but open all four sides. Here the slaves were exhibited the poor things intended for daance and those who struggle and and die under the over seer's lash.
 Every fortnight day set aside for the business of the Owners and prospective buyers met chewed betel nut smoked their hookahs slipped coffee and tea, and exchanged the sattle of the hour It much an amusement IS business; indeed it the oriental idea of club and much the things discussed Thus Appaji bought beautiful girl at the last barter and Roya found male who good juggler, and only night before they had traded The bazaars what they used be- Dewan Ali had sold his wife Punjab opium merchant Aunut Sngh's daughter had run away with the of bhisti. All white people pig And read the slokas, moral stanzas any more. Yes the English would day. when there would be enough money to warrant it.
 All about there bankers, and fruit sellers, and bangl walas for slave girls should have rings of rupee silver their ankles and wrists), and solemn Brah mns, and who painted red and ochre caste marks on ones forehead and ash covered fakirs with wheed hands, nautch girls girls from the bazaars. perpatetic jewellers kites and red headed yulturesthis being proper place for them,