Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1918-03-07


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stare With uaimps~ss~i sssA Es~a thcs
the distance xas sss, Er~aG. lie ccal<
oct quite zoe.
Hut her eyes hegnn to search thu
crowd In his direetion. and then be
knew two things absolutely, He was
sitting where she had orsiered lsmail
to place him: for she pieke<. him out
almost Instantly, and laughed as II
somebody had struck silver bell. And
one Of those bracelets was the one that
he had worn: for she Haunted II nj
him. moving her arm SO that the light
should make the gold glitter.
| Then. perhaps because the GROVE
had begun to whisper. and she wanted
all attention. she raised both arms &c
toss back the golden hair that came
| cascading nearly to her knees. And as
II the crowd knew that symptom well
1t drew its breath in sharply aud grew
very still.
"Muhammad Antm!" she said. anG
she might have been wooing him
'aThat was DEVILS trick"
1t was rather an astounding state.
ment, coming from lovely lips in such
a setting. 1t was rather suggestive OF
drivers whiplash. flicked through the
air for beginning. Muhammad Amin
continued glaripg and did not answer
her, so In her own good time, when she
had tossed her golden hair back once
or twice again, she developed her
meaning.
eve who are free of Khinjan caves
do not send man out to bring recruits
We know better than to bid our mer
tell lies for others at the gate. Nor
seeking proof for our new recruit, Dc
we SEM men 60 cunt a head for nlni--
aot even those of us who have lash
kar that we call our own, mullah Mu-
hammad Amin! Each of US earns his
own way I'M"
The mullah Muhammad Amin began
to stroke his beard, but he made no an
swer.
"And-mullah Muhammad Amin,
thou wandering man Of God-when
that lashkar has foolishly been sent
and has failed, is 1t written in the Kala-
mullah saying we should pretend there
was a head. and that the head was
stolen? A lie Is a lie, Muhammad
Amin! Wandering perhaps is good, If
In search of the way. Is it good to
lose the way. and to lie, thou true fol-
lower Of the PrOphet7'
She smiled, tossing her hair back.
Her eyes challenged, her lips Knocked
him and her chin scOrned. The crowd
breathed hard and watched. The null
lah muttered something in his beard,
and sat down, and the crowd began to
roar applause at her. But she checked
1t with a regal gesture, and glance
Of contempt at the mullah that was
alone worth journey across the
Hills to see.
"Guards" she said quietly. And
the crowds sigh then was like the night
wind In a forest.
"Away with those three Of Muham.
mad Anim's men!''
Twelve Of the arena guards threw
down their shields with n sudden clat.
ter and seized the prisoners, four to
each. The crowd shivered with de.
licious anticipation. The doomed men
neither struggled nor cried, for fatal.
ism Is an anOdyne as well as an explO.
sivc. King set his teeth. Yasmini, with
both hands behind her head, continued
to smile down on them all as sweetly
as the stars shine on battlefield.
She nodded once; and then all was
over In a minute. With a ringing "Ho!"
and a run, the guards lifted their vic.
tins shoulder high and bore them for.
ward. At the river bank they paused
for n second to swing them. Then, with
another 'Ho" they threw them like
dead rubbish into the swift black wa.
ter.
There was only one wild scream that
went echoing and re-echoing to the
roof. There was scarcely n splash,
and no extra ripple at all. No heads
came up again to gasp. No fingers
clutched ut the surface. The fearful
speed Of the river sucked them under
to grind and churn and pound them
through long caverns underground and
hurl them ut last over the great cata.
ract toward the middle of the world.
"Ahh-h-h-h" sighed the crowd In
ecstasy.
us there no other strangely" asked
Yasmini, searching for King again with
her amazing eyes. The skin all down
his back turned there and then into
gooseflesh. And as her eyes met his
she laughed like bell at him. She
knew! She knew who he was. how he
had entered. and how he felt. Not Q
doubt Of It'll