r I &/>e Sccmrae . Story"| * the Ea.st... ojrDanva.scus Bv SYLVANUS * COBB. JR. V L____ Copyrighted 1801 by Robert Bonner’s Sons. CHAPTER II. The Terrible Julian. In fear and trembling sat Ulin, awaiting the coming of the terrible robber. Half an hour passed, and she had not been troubled; but during that time she had witnessed transactions which were not calculated to allay her fears. She had seen over fifty of the king’s guards bound and led away, and she saw that a number of the robbers had been placed on guard at the en trance of the rocky passage. They were wild, savage looking men, ap pearing to her fear-wrought vision, like the evil spirits she had heard her old black nurse tell about. At length the sound of feet was heard near at hand, and very shortly U the door of the apartment was opened, f and a black slave entered. It was a woman, and one of those whom the king had left. < ‘‘Good lady,” she said, trembling as she spoke, “the hour of doom has come. I am a slave to a new master, and that master has sent me to tell you that he wishes to see you.” “Who is he?” asked Ulin. “I don’t know, but I think he is Ju lian, the Scourge. His look is terrible.. Upon his brow sits the thundercloud, and in his eye flashes the forked light ning!” “Will he come up here?” “He said so.” “I have no power to prevent him. Tell him I am weak and defenceless, and at his mercy.” The slave bowed and withdrew, and In a little while some one else came. A heavy footfall sounded without, and the door was slowly and carefully opened. But, who is this? What spirit has thus appeared in the palace! A man had entered the chamber alone. He was youthful—not more than three or four-and-twenty—with kindly look, and of noble bearing. He was not larger of frame than common men; but the perfect symmetry of form, the oxact correspondence of all the parts; the delicate rounding of the graceful ~ outline, and the filling up of all " points where sources of strength could t>e deposited, gave token of a power which might lead the careless observer to pronounce him a giant. ^ He gazed upon the beautiful maiden for some moments without speaking, seeming to drink in a new inspiration from her loveliness, as the student of nature does when some new and un expected scene of grandeur bursts upon his vision. “Fair lady,” he said in softest tones, ‘‘permit me to hope that this intrusion may be pardoned. I would not give you pain, and if you have been alarm ed, be assured that you have cause for it no more. Tell me how I may serve you.” He approached her as he spoke, and she, without hardly realizing what she did, arose and gave him her hand. If he had gazed upon her with admira tion, her own feelings had not been en tirely different. Her woman’s in stinct told her that here was a man whom she could trust;, and her wo man's heart beat with an emotion en tnrely new and strange. “Noble sir,” she said, meeting his gaze with the strength of perfect trustfulness, “Heaven has sent you to save me from the dread man who has made his way to this place. If you have the power to do it, you will lead me to bless you forevermore.” “Of what man do you speak?” asked the stranger, still holding her hands. "I speak of him who Is known as the Scourge of Damascus—of the terrible Julian.” The man was silent for a few mo ments, but he did not withdraw his gaze from the maiden’s face. “Sweet lady,” he at length said, speaking very lowly and tenderly, “I am Informed that the king of Damas cus has sent you hither to keep you safely until he can make you his wife.” “He hath done so, sir.” “And yet it seems that he did not provide so wisely, after all. Would you wish to be carried to the king?” “No, no, sir—not to the king. I would be carried to my father.” There could be no mistaking the character of the emotions under which the princess spoke. With all the king's power her hope was not In him. The stranger marked the changes of her countenance; and. while a warmer light shone in his handsome eyes, he resumed— “I cannot say when you shall be re turned to your father; but I can give you my solemn assurance that I can protect you. I will protect you from the hands of those whom you have cause to fear; and, at the same time, I will regard you as a sacred trust, to be respected and purely cherished. And now, lady, have I your confi dence?” He let go her hands, held until now, and when he had taken a seat not far from her, he continued: "Lady Ulin, you have spoken of Ju lian, and I see that you fear him. Did you ever see him?” Ulin shuddered as she answered in the negative. ‘‘Did you ever hear his story?" “No, sir. Albia has told me some thing, but not much.” ‘‘I can tell you the whole, if you would! hear it ” ‘‘I should like to hoar it, fair sir.” r' “Beileve me, lady, when you have heard what I shall tel! you, you will not re^.rd Julian with so much of ab horrence. But ot one thing I give you warning: In telling the story of Ju lian I must speak harsh words against your affianced husband.” “My—affianced—husband?” repeated L'lin, with a troubled pause between her words. ' I mean Horam, King of Damas cus, ’ said the stranger, regarding tire beautiful maiden a3 though he read her every thought. “I am not keeper over the character of Horam. The truth, spoken in a true cause, will not offend me.” ‘‘Then, lady, let me first assure you that Julian is not the monster your fears have painted. He has never done wrong to any, save the powerful of Damascus. Go to the forests and mountains of Lebanon, and you shall find a thousand poor peasants whose families he has befriended. He has taken gold and jewels, and precious stuffs of silk and linen, from the stores of Horam; but he hath not made him self rich therefrom. He and his fol lowers have lived, and beyond this the booty has been bestowed upon the poor and needy. Julian hath also waylaid and broken up caravans; and turned back many expeditions which the king had sent out. He may be just what hath been said—he may be the Scourge of Damascus, but he has no wish to trouble honest men. His aim has, been, vengeance upon the king.” “And why should he seek such ven geance upon the king?" asked Ulin. “I will tell you, lady. But for the king of Damascus Julian might be now one of the most free and happy men living; but as it is, he is a stranger and an outcast upon the face of the earth. He is a wanderer, without a home, and with only such friends as are bound to him in his adventurous and danger ous course. Once many years ago—he had parents and the prospect of life was bright before him; but in an un happy hour the gloom and the dark ness came. Horam, in wicked, jealous wrath, swept away all that was bright and promising from the path of Julian and shut out the star of hope forever. 0, sweet lady, I dare not pain your ear with all that Horam did. Were I to tell you all, you would regard the king as such a monster that your heart would close against him, and your very soul would shrink at the sound of his name. As true as the heavens are above us, so true is it that the heart of Julian is not evil. When he looks back upon the utter desola tion of his young life, and realizes that the king of Damascus malignantly and cruelly brought the curse upon him can you wonder that his soul is fraught with vengeance?” “I never heard this story before,” said Ulin, her voice trembling with deep emotion. “If it is true, as you have told me, I cannot blame Julian so much.” “And yet you fear him, lady?” “I cannot help it. He hath come hither in battle array, and made war against me.” “Nay, nay, sweet lady. You do much mistake his intent. I can tell you why he came hither. He heard from a mes senger whom he met upon the plains of Marthal, that a fair damsel was shut up here—a maiden whom the king in tended to marry. It might have pleas ed him to deprive Horam of a wife; but it pleased him more to release a gentle lady from such enslavement. He knows what the king of Damascus has, ere this, done unto his wives. He has heard that the dark waters of the Phnrpor are but a short span from the royal bed. And hence he came to set free one whom he feared might meet a worse fate than the encounter ing of the Scourge of Damascus. Did he commit a grievous sin in this, lady?” “Indeed, sir, I know not what to say.” “Will you not see Juliain? Do not shudder. I assure you that he will be most gentle in his bearing. But I know he would like to speak with you —he would hear from your own lips that you do not think him a monster; and he would also know your pleas ure.” “When will he come?” “Let it be tomorrow morning, lady. It is near evening now, and your rest shall not be disturbed. You may sleep as safely tonight as ever you slept upon your mother’s bosom, and so shall you be safe while I am near you. You will see Julian in the morning?" "You will come with him?” “If you wish it, lady.” “I do wish it, for I feel that I am acquainted with you; and, further more. I have said that I would trust you.” “It shall be so.” And thus speaking the visitor arose, and moved towards the door. He turn ed, with his hand upon the latch, and added: “I trust that your dreams may be sweet and pleasant. If dark phantoms come to your pillow they shall not be of Julian. There is another whom you have more cause to dread—one who, in .hard and hoary age would feast upon the charms of your loveliness. Par don me. for I go with a blessing breathed upon thee." In a moment more the man was gone, and the door was closed behind him. Ulin gazed vacantly upon the spot where he had stood, until she felt a hand upon her shoulder. She started, and looked up; and it was only Albia. “My dear mistress. Is net this a strange adventure?” “Very strange," replied the princes^ editing her eyes to the floor, and then slowly raising them to that vacant spot. “What do you think of the strange man?” the slave girl pursued, sitting down by her lady’s side. “What do you think of him?” said Ulin. “I think he is very handsome. He is the most noble looking man I ever saw.” Ulin showed by her look that she was grateful for this answer. It pleas ed her, though she may not have known it. “Such a man could not be a bad man,” she said. “Deception cannot dwell in such a face.” “I should think not,” returned Albia, to whom the remarks had been put in the form of questions. “And what do you think of the story he told concerning the robber Julian?” “I think he told us the truth, my lady. As he went on with the tale, I remembered that I had heard it just so before. He told r.s the truth.” “Then the king must be a hard, bad man, Albia?” “I must not answer you lady. The king is to be your husband, and it is not well that you should urge me to speak against him.” “Indeed, girl, I asked you to do no such thing. I did not mean that you should speak against the king.” “Then you should have asked me no question touching his character. I would rather talk of this man who has just left us. I. who am only a poor slave, could love such a man.” Ulin lifted her hand to her heart, and pressed it there as though some new feeling had crept in to worry her, and, as she sat thus, one of her black slaves came in to see if she would like her supper. ‘‘Not now, Calypso,” said the prin-> cess, starting up. ‘‘You may bring me some grapes, and a few dates. But first, tell me what these strange men are doing. How many of them are there here?” “Not more than a score of them are in the palace, my mistress, but there are thousands of them outside of the valley.” Ulin had no disposition to argue the point; so she asked what the robbers were doing. “Albia,” said the princess, after the black slave had gone, “I do not believe that Julian is such a terrible looking man, after all. What do you think?” “I think,” replied Albia, “that peo ple have described him who never saw him, and that their fear-fraught imag inations drew the picture.” “So I think,” returned Ulin. She gazed a few moments upon that old vacant spot, and then added: “I shall see him on the morrow, and I must say that the thought is not frightful. I feel assured that he means me no harm.” “Yet,” ventured Albia, “it is a curi ous whim which should lead him to seek to release you from the hands of the king. But I don’t know as we can wonder at it. Perhaps he thought you were some friendless girl who did not know—” The princess motioned for her com panion to stop. “We will not talk of the king, Al bia: and, touching this Julian, we shall know more when we see him.” (To be continued.) COURTSHIP ENDED. The Marriage of a Couple Stops Gossip In the East. The end of the troubles of Miss Jennie Howell of Scranton, Pa., and Edward B. Dean of Hackensack, N. J., came when they were married.. The courtship of Mr. Dean and Miss Howell was attended by unusual difficulties. The young couple met at Atlantic City last summer and were mutually at tracted. Miss Dean was a woman of 31, and an invalid. Mr. Dean was a widower of 48, and each was well situ ated with regard to worldly goods. Mr. Dean frequently visited Miss How ell in Scranton, and a story was soon circulated that they were engaged. This was violently opposed by Miss Howell’s brother, Franklin Howell, who instituted proceedings to have her declared a lunatic. How these pro ceedings finally collapsed in the face of the testimony of expert physicians from Philadelphia was told in the pa pers a short time ago. In answering the questions of the marriage license docket in court, Mr. Dean had placed on the records mention of the fact that he was divorced from his first wife in Cameron county in December, 1879, and his second wife died on March 17, 1900. Cork Industrial Exhibition. The Cork Industrial exhibition, which is to be held next year, has not only been supported by substantial subscriptions from both Cork and Dub lin, but it has now been given the sup port of the Irish department of agri culture and technical instruction, of which Mr. Horace Plunkett is presi dent. The department, It is an nounced, has allocated a sum of £5,000 for the purpose of the exhibi tion, subject to the general scheme be ing approved by the department. A portion of the sum will be devoted by the department to the organization of an exhibit of products, appliances, and processes relating to industries, which are capable of being introduced into Ireland, or when already established, or being developed. To get people interested in you, you have got to make them think you are interested in them. The highest reach of human science •a the scientific recognition of human ignorance.—William Hamilton. GREATNEEDOFSTUDY IN ORDER TO UNDERSTAND RECIPROCITY QUESTION. Shall We Increase Prosperity by Dimin ishing the Employment of Domestic Labor Through I-nrger Purchases of Foreign Made GoodiT According to a recent interview in the Boston Transcript Senator Cul lom ot Illinois is among the fieah devotees of the policy of tinkering the tariff schedules by means of special trade treaties. He is quoted as being firmly convinced that our foreign mar kets are threatened and that there is danger of an alliance of European countries to resist the inroads of Amer ican trade through the imposition of retaliatory duties upon American ex ports. Thus we see one more timid soul frightened Into fits by the bugbear which certain Interests are so Indus triously exploiting for the purpose of extending their own export trade at the expense of anybody and everybody except themselves. Senator Cullom easily drops into free trade dialect when he says: "If we build a wall around our mar kets the Europeans say we can hardly complain if they follow our example. And that is the situation, It is a sim ple business proposition that as busi ness men, or as a business nation, we should be on the alert. In danger of losing our markets, we must sea what can be done.” Frequent mention of that ‘Chinese wall” by the enemies of protection has made it a very familiar figure of speech. It has also become a very ab surd figure of speech In view cf the fact that we are sending out more ex ports than any other nation on earih, and are taking in of competitive im ports all that we ought to take, and more, too. It is your zealous new convert who can he relied upon to swallow a doctrine without a qualm. The old stagers don’t have so much to say about the "Chinese wall” as they used to. So far as the senior senator from Illinois has gone In his study of the problem of increasing domestic pros perity by decreasing the employment of domestic labor he is of the opinion that: ‘‘Probably much of the difficulty can be met by reciprocity. It is a case of give and take. We get lower duties on certain of our goods going to ether countries, and they are permitted, In return, to send certain goods hera without paying such a high tariff. While this has been our avowed pol icy, we have not lived up to it con sistently. Our State Department has negotiated a number of treaties p.o viding for reciprocal reductions, and then the senate has proceeded to ig nore them. To foreign nations this looks like bad faith. In my opinion it behooves the Senate to take up these treaties and give them serious consid eration. They should be viewed and voted upon from the standpoint of the whole country’s welfare, and not s'm ply from supposed local self-interest. I have been giving the subject some special study this spring and will do my part to press it on the attention of Congress next winter.” Senator Cullom should persevere in his special study of the subject. Spe cial study is precisely what is needed. Close application for the next six months may enable him to ariive at a sound conclusion regarding the very important question. What Industries shall we sacrifice through diminished protection in order that some of the Illinois senator's influential const tu ents may increase their exports of machinery and agricultural imp’e ments? This question wi 1 have to be answered when the reciprocity treaties come up again next winter, and Sen ator Cullom will need all the special study he can spare to the subject If he shall be prepared with a wise and an intelligent solution. FOREIGN CHAMPAQNES. Americana May Them to the Extent of About 815,000,000 a Yeur. Statistics of the Treasury Depart ment show that In tile twelve months ending April 1, 1901, 3,873,420 bottles of champagne were imported into this country. At an average of $3.50 per bottle this would mean an expendi ture of $13,606,970 for imported spark ling wines. Allowing for the lower price of wines bought by the case, the total would still be considerably in excess of $10,000,000. Out of the 20,608,251 bottles of champagne export ed from France in the past twelve months, at least 3,000,000 bottles came to this country. It thus appears that close upon three-fourths of our im ported champagnes come from France and that about one-sixth of the entire French product of champagne finds a market In the United States. Add to this our consumption of French still wines, brandies, liqueurs, etc., and it will be seen that Americans are users of French beverages of the value of fully $12,000,000 a year. This Is a large sum of money to pay for foreign drink products that for the most part are of no better quality than those made in this coun try. The standard brands of Amer ican champagne, for example, are made after the French formula and process, and are in every respect equal to the French champagne, though sell ing for only about half the price. It is probable that not one per cent of American champagne drinkers have ever given a fair trial to the really fine champagnes of the leading Ameri can producers. Therefore it may be said that ignorance as well as preju dice is at the bottom of this folly or spending ten or fifteen million dol i lars a year for foreign wines that are no better than, often not as good as, the wines of American production. If Americans were better Informed as to the real quality and merit of their domestic wines they would drink more of them and less of the imported wines. Keeping at home the $10,000, 000 or more spent every year for French champagnes would be of vast benefit to the growers of grapes and the laborers in vineyards and wine cellars. Alike as a gastronomic and an economic proposition there Is much force in the plea for a larger con sumption of domestic wines. A rlo>iln{ (meat. For the first few months after the election of President McKinley in 1896 on the protection and prosperity plat form we heard frequent Inquiries on the part of the enemy as to why pros perity was lagging so long behind Its advance agent. Facetious suggestions were made In respect to the advis ability of inserting In the newspapers a "lost, strayed or stolen” notice for General Prosperity. Those scintillat ing free-trade witticisms no longer shine forth to dazzle e long suffering public. It hus been many a day since any free-trader cared to assert that prosperity had not come In with pro tection. Now, instead of making face tious inquiries as to the whereabouts of General Prosperity, the free traders devote themselves to claiming that the formerly much praised Gen eral Prosperity is an unattractive gentleman of protruding stomach, who appeals to men's appetites instead of to their hearts and brains. The great majority of the people of the country, however, have found him to be a very pleasing guest and are more than will ing to entertain him for an indefinite period. Four years more are already arranged for, and at the end of that time the invitation will, without doubt, be renewed. THE MAN WHO WORKS. Frec-Trnile »n