Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1915-06-04

breath he drew. Tie asked in Arabic:
Where am II"
TN the hut of victory" said Fatou
Ami.
Pitchoune overheard the voice and
came to Saoron's side. His master
murmured:
Where are we, my friend?"
The dog leapej on his bed and licked
his face. Fatou Ami, with a whisk of
straw, swept the flies from him A
great weakness spread its wings above
him and he fell asleep.
Days are all alike to those who lie
il mortal sickness. The hours are in
tensely colorless and they slip and slip
and slip into painful wakefulness, into
fever, into drowsiness finally, and then
into weakness.
The Capitaine de Sabron, although
he had no family to speak of, did pos
sess, unknown to the Marquise DIES
clignac, an old aunt In the provinces,
and a handful Of heartless cousins who
were Indifferent to him. Nevertheless
he chung to life and in the hut of Fatou
Ami fought for existence. Every time
that he was conscious he struggled
anew to hold to the thread of life.
Whenever he grasped the thread he
vanquished, and whenever he lost 1t.
he went down, down.
Fatou Ami cherished him. He was
a soldier who had fallen in the battle
against her sons and grandsons. He
was a man and a strong one, and she
~despised women. He was her prey
and he was her reward and she cared
for him; as she did so. she became
maternal.
His eyes which, when he was con-
scious, thanked her; his thin hands
that moved on the rough blue rob
thrown wei him, the devotion of the
dog-found a responsive chord in the
great-grandmother's heart. Once he
smiled at one of the naked, big-bellied
Observation-Disclosures. Benz a
san, three years old, came up to SALE
ron with his fingers in his mouth
and chartered like a bird. This proved
to Fatou Ami that Sabron had not
the Evil Eye. No one bat the children
were admitted to the hut, but the sun
and the flies and the cries of the vii
lage came in without permission, and
now and then, when the winds arose,
he could hear the stirring of the palm
trees.
Sabron was reduced to skin and
bone. His nourishment was INSULT
! Gent, and the absence of all decent
care was slowly taking him to death.
1t viii never be known why he did not
die.
Pitchoune took to making long ex-
cursions. He would be absent for days.
and in his clouded mind Sabron
thought the dog was accommodating for
him over the vast pink sea without
there-whieh, if one could sail across
as in a ship. one would sail to France,
through the walls of mellow old Taras-
con, to the chateau of good King Rene;
one would sail as the moon sails, n
through an open window n might
hear the sound of a woman's voice
singing. The song, ever Elusive and
irritating in its persistency, tantalized
his sick ears.
SAFFRON did not know that he would
have found the chateau shut had he
sailed there in the moon. 1t IA as
well that he did not know, for his wan
deriRg thought would. not have known
where to follow, and there was repose
in thinking of the Chateau d'Esclig-
nae.
1t grew terribly hot. Fatou Ami. by
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had woven. The great-great-grand'
children on the floor in the mud fought
together. They quarreled oyer bits OF
colored glass. Sabron's breath came
painting. Without, he heard the cries
of the warriors, the lance-bearers-he
heard the cries of Fatou Anni's sons
who were going out to battle. The
French soldiers were in a distant part
of the Sahara and Fatou Anni's grand
children were going out to pillage an6
destroy. The old woman by his side
cried out and beat her breast. Nov
and then she looked at him curiously
as if she saw death on his pale face
had gone, he was the only man left ir
the village, as even boys of sixtee1
had joined the raid. She wiped hil
forehead and gave him a potion tina
had been pierced with arrows 1t wal
all she could do for a captive.
Toward shutdown, for the first tim'
Sabron felt a little better, and afte
twenty-four hours absence, Pitchoun,
whined at the hut door, but would no
1 come in. Fatou Ami called on Allah
left her patient and went out to SCI
{ what was the matter with the dog. A
the door, in the shade of a palm, stoot
two Bedouins.
: (TO BE CONTINUED)