New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-08-03

| women must be peculiar people, if
that. We have just finished The
Sheik, which is described ON the Jacket
as possessing GALL the intense passion
and tender feeling of the most vivid
love stories, almost brutal in its
revelations" The book is by an
Englishman, called E. NJ. Hull, and his
knowledge of feminine psychology is
profound. 1t is also little disturb
ing, because 1t sounds SO silly. After
all, whether peculiar or not, women
are round about US, almost every
where, and we must make the best of
them. Accordingly, it terrifes us to
learn that If by any chance whatso-
ever wo happen to hit one Of them, and
knock her down, che will become de-
voted to us forever. The man who
knows this will think twice before he
strikes woman under any provoca-
ton whatsoever. He will be inclined
to count ten before letting a blow 20
rather than after. Mr.. Hull's book
deserves the widest possible circula-
tion because Of its persuasive propa-
ganda for forbearance on the part of
men in their dealings with women.
Seemingly. there are no exceptions
to the rules about women laid down
by Mr.. Hull. To state his theory
concisely, the quickest way to reach a
woman's heart 81 right hook to the
jaw. To take specific instance, there
was Miss Diana Mayo. Sac seemed an
exception to the rule. ii ever woman
did. my God, Dlana! Beauty like
yours drives man mad!" said
Arbuthnot, the young British lieu
tenant, IN the moonlight at Biskra.
More than that, che whispered ardent
", his hands closing over the slim
ores lying in her lap" Diana was no
miss to take a hint. But with a
strength that seemed impossible for
their slimness she disengaged them
from his grasp. "Please stop. | am
sorry. We have been good friends
and 1t has never occurred to me that
there could be anything beyond that.
never thought that you might love
me. never thought of you in that
way at all. l don't understand il
When God made me he omitted to give
me heart. l have never loved anv
one in my life"
That was before Miss Diana Mavo
went into the desert and met the She'll,
Ahmed Ben Hassan. The meeting was
unconventional. Ahmed attacked the
caravan and kidnapped Diana, Selling her
from or her horses back at full gallon.
His movement had been so quick she
was unprepared and unable to resist
For moment she was stunned, then
her senses came back to her and she
struggled wildly, but stifed in tho
thick folds of the Arabs robes, against
which her face was crushed. and held
IN grip that seemed to be slowly
suffocating her, her struggles were
futile. The hard, muscular arm round
her hurt her acutely, her ribs seemed
to be almost breaking under it's weight
and strength, it was nearly impossible
to breathe with the close contact of his
body"
But Diana did not love him yet. She
seems to have been less susceptible
than most girls. Even when cher whole
body was one agonized ache from the
brutal hands" she persisted in not car
ing for Ahmed Ben Hassan 1t almost
seemed as il she had taken dislike
to the man. Up to this time she had
not learned to make allowances for him.
1t was much later than this that .She
looked at the marks Of his fingers on
the delicate skin with twist of the
lips, then shut her eyes with little
gasp and hid her bruised arm hastily,
her mouth quivering. But abe did not