The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1920-03-30

been taken as prisoner to the village
where Elizabeth had been dragged
the name of which he could not now
remember, told Hugo that trlghtIul
tale of what had come TO her just as
sne had sobbed it out to him, in the
stolen moments when they met.
She had been seized in the next
Kurdish raid after Hagop's departure
nv a rough handed man, who sold hef
to his chief for eleven Turkish gold
! ronnds and two silver meJllyehs
1about $57.) She was taken into the
tbe women's apartment, and given the
Moslem name of Zeykia. Then night
came. and with it the first great tragedy
of her life. =.
There was no escape for any Ar
mepians who came that way. GER
! tain Arab merchant who visited the
chief from time to time talked to her
about flight, only to deceive her IN
brutal way, leaving another grim Sc
cret in her soul.
But at last strange news came.
British troops had captured Aleppo.
The Turks were leaving this part OF
the country! Elizabeth learned all
/ this from the talk of the men FOLK
| This was the story that Elizabeth
had told Toros, and that he had re-
heated to Hagop, her brother.
We set out in an American truck
Two young American officers, one OIL
them with a six-shooter at his beh'
took turns driving the car. BY the
/ courtesy of a British captain In charge
of the Aleppo Arab police, we were
given as escort his own gendarnte.
Without this policeman we could not
insist on entering any house IN the
search.
For thirteen miles we were on a
macadamized highway, and made good
time Then the carriage tracks fol-
lowed on earth road. Finally Toros
felt sure we must bear to the left
so we struck off on broad caravan
path This led to the village OF Hesln
1t was then IL o. CLOCK, and the sun
was waxing hot. We knew that we
! were going in the general direction
of Akhterin, but we had no idea
whether we were going toward the
village ruled over by the three bro
theirs whe were Kurds where Eliza
beth had last been seen.
Just then we came up with two
Arab donkey drivers, plodding along
behind their animals. l asked about
fine villages south of Akhterin.
ooh, there are any number of them!
the Moslem replied. (Which one are
you looking for?'
.sTheye is one in which three bro
theirs share the chieftanship, | re
piled.
"You are thinking of Bohaz, an
hour this side of Akhterin, aren t
you2n he asked.
eyes, l ventura
The sun was straight overhead when
we approached the beehive houses OF
Akhterin. Toros began to recognize
the landscapes, and became animated
We sped by one village, and on the
next ridge l looked at Toros.
THAT'S it. That s it" he exclalm-
ed 81 remember the look OF the
place. | was here two days before l
escaped. "
We left the car, and struck in TO-
ward group of Kurds sitting idly
in the shade of a wall
.'Greetings to you," I said. WHO
will show us the threshold of Shelkh
Abdul-Quadir's house, if this is IN
deed the village of Bohaz?'
two tanned plowmen led the
way through the devious little streets
into the courtyard and guest room OF
the "Servant of the Powerful. The
chief was a man of sixty, with
grizzled beard, in heavy homespun
cloak He was puzzled by our sudden
entry. After single word OF salu'
tation. / accosted him.
''Sheikh Abdul-Quadir, know Of
surety that 1 and my officers and this
policeman of the Arab forces come
to notify you of the proclamation of
Emir Faisal, Prince of the Arabs, and
of the special orders of the British
general that all Armenian girls kept
since the days of deportation are to
be set free. We have come now to
take Zevkia Bring her now to this