Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1934-12-29

Glen Tarhssmgton Finds HIS
Mission to SAGE Millions Of
Lives Endangered By One
English Shop0irl Captured by
Arabs aRd Bargained for BIZ
Fire Shieks.
IN TWO PARTs-PART ONE
The girl squeaked with a little shake
Of hope and terror:
aGawdl You amt black You're Eng
iishiT
The hawk-faced Hazamut sheIk spat
. leaf OF chewing kat with the contem-
nkuous 1fsdain OF his race and muir
INJURED with concentrated bitterness:
keep your nerve, you little fool. DO
you realize my neck, and yours. too.
aren't worth the snap Of a finger If
these people even begin to suspect ne?"
sIt's al right, she mnttered ~None
Of these brutes understand English
The silence that had held the smoke
dizzy public room Of The Han Of the
rive Hours" while he spoke with her
split asunder as the Shashiraz riff
raft at the back commented excltedly
on her fear.
Her fear in fact had placed him as a
new claimant for the girls charms.
The onlookers were probably betting
on his purchasing power as he had
heard them bet on the prospects Of the
five shieks into whose circle he had
thrust himself with his ivory SNUG
gier's swagger. He had suddenly be-
come the dark horse in the White Wo-
man Buying Stakes, and popular as
such with a gambling race.
Not all round popular. He heard an
angry snarl from among the five
sheiks. It was from his left. That
would be the one who wore the Hail
turban, Sharmakay the mob had call
ed him. A fiery, dangerous fellow with
the face and instincts Of a panther. He
was some one to watch.
His desert glance rested on the
terrified blonde vividness of the girl
while his raging heart cursed her for
being IN this most impossible Of all
Arab cities at exactly the wrong time.
The big, matt black YUM with the
jackal's eyes and the perpetual oily
srnirk who lowered behind the girl al
ways, came ingratiatingly forward His
avid eyes were glowing at the thought
Of how this new competitor would bnost
lp the girls price.
eThis YUM is the misbegotten hog
who brought you here, isn't hep"
Eyes" she burst out. That's MIN,
JemaI HirSir. He's the sneakine son
II a she-dog who did it on me. Lied
% me, he did,
Jemal Hirsir's voice was getting be-
ween rim end hearing He waved him
If with a bored gesture Of pipe-sEeno.
How can discover her attributes
md talk with her Il dunghin cock
5 always Growing Ia my ears?" he de-
handed with passive ferOcity. Silence.
YUM"
IVA siddai You talk with her. yea,
nut what is this strange tongue that
slam cannot understand" raspcd 3
hin old voice beside him.
The HaMamut's slow eyes turned
The speaker was the fat old
hieftain the mob had called Barassa.
trading Arab but an old ruffian very
ch and very crafty.
Il talk, o ancient mass Of ig1or-
nee" he answered with the deserts
omtempt of the Sok, lin her own ton
ne"
"Inglisl" The word seemed to come ,
ON all sides in a serpent's hiss. Study !
u the sheizs with his outward nom !
balance ne knew that all were IN this
1ming war. No five sets Of eyes ever +
iowed so much fanatic suspicion and !
cath at q hated name.
Or, rather, no four pairs Of eyes did. J
be youngest OF the sheiks, the seek
ie with the face Of a baby Buddha, a
I'd not lifted his as he sat rosary in 4
and. he would not. He was the 4
'aldl Islander. very meek, very Loly, :
ny still OF soul, whose pi0us heart 8