Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-12-11
THE SEA HAWK i
Chapter NVI-Continued
BY RAFAEL SABATINI
published by Arrangement With First National Pictures
Inc. Copyrighted by Houghton- Miffln Company
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again soon.
What galleys shalt thou take?"
ITO capture one galley of Spain? My
own galeasse, more; she will be full
equal to such enterprise, and | shall
| be the better able then, to Turk and take
cover-a thing which might well prove i'm
possible with fleet
"Aye-thou art wise in thy daring" Asad
approved him. May Allah prosper thee
upon the voyage"
Have I thy leave to go?"
"a moment yet. There is my son Mar
Yak. He is approaching manhood, and it
is time he entered the service of Allah and
the State. 1t is my desire that he sail
thy lieutenant on this voyage, and that thou
be his preceptor even l was thine of
old"
Now here was something that pleased
Sakr-el-Bahr little it pleased Marzak.
knowing the bitter enmity borne him by
the son of Fenzileh he had every cause to
fear trouble if this project of Asads were
realized.
CAS- I was thine Of old" he answered
with crafty usefulness. "Wilt thou not put
to with tomorrow, Asad? There
is none like thee in all Islam, and what
joy were it not to stand beside thee on the
Prov as Of OLD when we grappled with the
Spaniard" Asad considered him.
"Dost thou, too, urge this?' quoth he.
''Have others urged it?'
The mans sharp wits, rendered still
sharper by his sufferings, were cutting
deeply and swiftly into this matter
They did well, but none could have
urged it more ferventy than l. for none
knows so well as | the JOY of battle against
the infidel under thy command and the
glory of prevailing in thy sight. Come
then, my lord, upon this enterprise and be
! thyself thine own sons preceptor since
It's the highest honor thou canst bestow
upon him"
Thoughtfully Asad stroked his long white
beard. his eagle eyes growing narrow.
Thou TEMPEST me, by AllahH'
Let me do more
NAY, more thou canst not I am old
and worn, and l needed here. Shall
an old lion hunt a young gaelic? Peace,
peace! The sun has set upon my fighting
day, Let the brood of fighters I have
raised up keep that which my arm con-
quered and maintain my name and the
glory of the Faith upon the seas
He leaned upon Sakr-el-Bahrs shoulder
and sighed, his eyes wistfuly dreamy.
ut were fond adventure in good truth.
But no-I am resolved Go thou and take
Marzak with thee, and bring him safely
home again"
Il should not return myself else" was
The answer. But my trust is in the ALI
knowing"
Upon that he departed. assembling pro
found veNation both at the voyage and the
company, ana went 10 Dlu Otnudnl make
ready his great galeasse, eQuippfng it with
carronades. three hundred slaves to row it,
and three hundred fighting men.
Asad-ed-Din returned to that darkened
room in the Kasbah overlooking the court
yard, where FenZleh and Marzak still lin
gered He went to tell them that in compli-
ance with the desires of both, Marzak should
so forth to prove himself upon this eXpedi-
| ton.
But where he had left impa thence he found
| thinly yelled wrath
20 sun that warns u.s. Fenzfleh greeted
! him. and from long experience he knew that
the more endearng her epthets the
more vicious was her mood, "do then my
counsels weigh as naught with thee are
they but the dust upon thy shoes?"
Less said Asad provoked out of his
ha btual Indulgence of her licenses of speech.
THAT is the truth, indeed" she cried,
bowling her head whilst behind her the
handsome face of her son was overcast
cit is" Asad agreed. at dawn, Marzak,
thou settest forth upon the gaeasse of SOl<r-
el-Bahr to take the seas under his tutelage
and to emulate the skill and valor that have
rendered him the stOutest bulwark of Islam.
the very javelin of Allah"
when | take the seas with that dog
descended Nasran," he answered hoarsely,
''he shall be where rightly he beongs-at
the rowers' bench"
How" 1t was below of rage
Upon the word Asad swung to confront
his SON. and his face suddenly infamed, was
cruel and evil in its expression that it ter
rifed that intriguing pair
"By the beard of the Prophet What
words these to me?"
He advanced upon MarZak until Fenzeh
in sudden terror stepped between and faced
him, like a lioness springing to defend her
cub. But the Basha, enraged now by this
want of submission in his son, ged both
against that son and the mother whom he
knew had prompted him. caught her in his
sinewy old hands and flung her furiously
aside, that she stumbled and fell in q
painting heap amid the cushions of her divan
THE Curse of Allah upon thee" he
screamed and Marzak recOiled before him.
| Has this presumptuous hell-cat who bore
thee taught thee to stand before my face, to
tell me what thou wilt and wilt not do? BY
the Koran. Too long have | endured her
evil foreign ways, and now it seems she has
taught thee how to tread them after her
and how to beard thy very father. Tomor-
| row thoull take the sea with Sakr-el- Bahr.
! l have said it. Another word thoult go
aboard his galeasse even as thou saidst
should be the case with him-at the rover s
bench to learn submission under the slave
/ masters whip"
Terrified, Marzak stood numb and silent,
scarcely daring to draw breath. Never in
all his life had he seen his father in a rage
/ so royal. Yet it seemed to inspire no fear
/ in Fenzileh, that congenitaI shrew whose
! tongue not even the threats of rods hooks
could silence.
Il shall pray Allah TO restore sight to thy
soul. o father of Marzak," she painted. Ito
teach thee to discriminate between those
that love thee and the self-seekers that abuse
thy trust
How" he roared at her. Art not yet