Omaha daily bee., 1916-06-26

sleek, supernatural steeos whose nooi9 stliN
sparks Of Ere. But that was the Orient OF thou
sand Years ago. and il its magic has gone with the
fame Of the men its tales celebrated there still re-
mains the Orient through which Enver bey rooe
on horse shod with pure gold, as he went INTO
Tripoli during the last war between Italy ana tne
Turks. IL
A sifted French authoress, writing under the
name Of Miriam Harry" tells OF meeting the
Turkish commander one night at one OF the mill
tary outposts in southern Tunis. IN the new
York Herald, translated from the Paris Temps,
she reeounts his mysterious appearance az the
by rubbing the magic lamp and then, his silent
departure. when he fitted as nysteriously away.
A. we read: Around Us there were only
sand dunes, some wandering native camps, and
some scouts with blue eapes watching the tran
leading to Tripoli, and in the court yard q Ine
station two mitraileuses and two-score soldiers
sent from Gabes.
"The day had been picturesque. and excit-
ing ohe. A Jew had been arrested TOR sellins @
6eld glasses and Italian maps; Greek had been
charged with selling contraband goods, and
Bedouin sheik had been sentenced for stirring up
his tribe to cross our frontier and rally under the
has Of Enver Bey
"The evening was gloomy and oppressive.
The SIMEON was blowing so hereely that i
stretched a burning yellow cloud between earth
and sky. Every time the cook opened the, door
4 yeliowish whirlwind entered with him. there
was sand in our plates and sand at the bottom OF
our glasses. Even the amiable saiety OF the o.
hceYs was beginning to calm down when a olue
scout came in, important and discreet, and WINS @
pered something to the lieutenant. commander.
He went out We heard few words and then
the officer came back, bringing with him guest
covered with sand and wrapped up like woman;
But when he had removed his white burnoose and
his yeils we understood from his uniform and MS
strapped boots that he was Turkish ,f ofneer.
HE was small, thin, but well built and ap-
oeared TO us very young, with short mustache
whtened BY the sand and his cheeks glowing as
if they were powdered with gold from the dust
OF the simeon. He excused himself for his ap,,
pearance and for circumstances which prevented
giving his name to Us. He spoke French well.
noticed the fneness Of his hands, and from the
energetic way they broke bread or placed his
glass on the table felt that, in spite OF his age
and the absence Of gold lace, he was a leader,
"He lightly chatted about Paris, the boule-
Yards and the theaters, with the air Of being a
man Of the world in this out-of-the-way hole. in
the desert. But, one ef the lieutenants having
spoken to me in Arabic, he became suddenly
grave.
IA little; was born in Palestine, in Jeru-
"sAt Jerusalemr he cried. That is also a
holy city for US, the city OF the Friend OF God,
that Is to say, Of Abraham. You have seen the
tomb Of Abraham! And our mosque OF Omar!
lnen m1odme, you arc AiIlOsL HauJiat SHo H@'S
| the right to wear the green turban
"And when told him had travelled as a
| child in Arabia with my father and lived among
| the Bedouin tribes, and that as poor young girl
| in Pasis always had dreamed Of returning to
Arabia as prophecies living on the charity OF
| Allah, he grew excited and cried:
"tAh, Arabia, cradle Of Islam! And the
| Arabian race, enduring as the rockl II you knew
| what could be done with I'll II It were all to-
gether, no nation in Europe, however powerful in
warlike material, could conquer bit Of the land
where the grain. has sprouted under the oene'
"Astonished at this outbreak Of fanaticism
| the officers looked at each other. He noticed II
and became silent, but soon began to speak again
Of his love for France and his admiration OF the
"An alliance with France would be the saliva.
tion Of Turkey, he declared, and, raising his glass
drank to the French army.
"The lieutenant-commander wanted him te
pass the night.
"'No. no; impossibler he said. I must 60
Ny caravan ought to be refreshed by this time,
4 and he wrapped himself in his mantle.
THE simeon having relaxed. we accom-
panied him to the outskirts OF our post, wher'
4 horsemen veiled like him, awaited him. HI
thanked the officers warmly for their hospitality
bade goodby to US, leaped on his horse, and gal
loped OF on the trail to Tripoli to rejon his con
voy Of -four, which he said was sheltered in !
ravine. Turning an instant, he waved his han'
and cried to me in Arabic:
Meeting you is happy omen, Q daughte
Of Syriar
The gold did not enter the story until h
had gone and the writer, left behind, had gon
to the roof to sit awhile under the great tropica
stars She goes on to tell the strange, unearthl,
effect Of the vastness Of the desert and its still
ness under the April moon, and the loneliness o
broad landscape. .
Returning to the post. in our guest-ehambe
a with my companion, we could not sleep. an,
ascended to the roof The April moon shone OF
dusky landscape where nothing moved excep
on the erests Of the dunes some little eddies Q
sand. Suddenly we saw away off on the Tripol
itan trail long convoy which had the appear
ance Of ghostly caravan. At its head rec
ognized the mysterious horseman. then his com
panions, and then an interminable line OF mule.
marching one behind the other at an awkwar
gait while sparks seemed to fly from their shoes
That is queer said my companion On
would say they were marching on pebbles, an
yet there 10 only sand on that trail
"'Yes,' replied, II is very strange. II mus
be glow worms that the mules have crushed an
which stick to their shoes
"'But there are no glowworms In the desert
"sThen the dunes are phosphorescent, lik
the sea. Perhaps the simeon has made them SC
for one would say that the animals are walking
on gold. unless that young officer is mahdi VIII
makes stars appear under his feet
"But the caravan had disappeared
1T was long time afterward that W
learned that our fugitive guest was none othe
than Enver Bey and that he was returning fror
trip to Berlin, where he had obtained from tn
was the ally Of ltaly--a million in gold and en-
couragement to resist in Tripoli. To bring thi
gold, which was contraband Of war, into funi.
! Enver had conceived the idea Of shoeing wit