THE SEA-HAWK
firlt°r\»tionai* rirtur.. Part Two By Rafael Sabatini.
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(Conflowed From Troterday.)
"Perforce, elee would he be celled
te account. 'T wae eo much dust he
flung Into the face of true Mueiimeen.
Those manumissions prove a linger
ing fondness for the infidel country
whence he springs. Is there room
for that in the heart of a true mem
ber of the Prophet's Immortal House?
Hast ever known me languish for
the Sicilian shore from which in thy
might thou wrested me, or have I
ever besought of thee the life of a
■Ingle Sicilian infidel In ail theee
years that I have lived to serve thee?
Such longings are betrayed. 1 Bay,
by euch a practice, and such long
Ings could have no place In one who
had uprooted infidelity from his heart.
And now this voycage of his beyond
the seas—risking a vessel that he
ceptured from the arch enemy of
Islam, which is not his to risk but
thine in whose name tie captured it;
and together with it lie imperils (he
lives of 200 True Believers. To what
ond? To hear him overseas, per
chance that he may look again upon
the unhallowed land that gave him
birth. So Biskaine reported. And
what if he should founder on the
way?”
"Thou at least wouldst be content,
thou fount of malice," growled Asad.
“Call me harsh names. O sun that
warns me! Am I not thine to use and
abuse at thy sweet pleasure? Pour
salt upon the heart thou woundest;
since It is thy hand I’ll never mur
mur a complaint. But heed me—heed
my words; w since words are of no
account with thee, then heed his
deeds which I am drawing to thy
tardy notice. Hoed them, I say, as
my love bids me even though thou
shouldst give me to he whtpped or
slain for my temerity."
"Woman, thy tongue Is like the
clapper of a hell with the devil swing
ing from the rope. Whst else dost
thou Impute?”
"Vaught else, since thou dost but
mock me. withdrawing thy love from
thy fond slave.”
"The praise to Allah, then,” said
he. “Come, it is the hour of pray
er!”
But he praised Allah too goon.
Womanlike, though she protested
she had done, she had scarce begun
as yet.
"There is thy son, O father of
Marzak.”
"There Is. O mother of Marzak.”
"And a man's son should be the
partner of his soul. Tet Is Marzak
passed over for this foreign upstart;
yet doee this Vagran! of yesterday
New York
•-Day by Day
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By 0. 0. MINTYRK.
New York, May 6.—YYhat heroines
of discarded movie stars? Four who
flaahed across th# screen as head
llnere a few years ago are now host
essea In New York supper clubs. Just
as the prise fighter whose punch lias
failed used to turn to saloonkeeping,
so, apparently, does the ex-movie
queen turn to cabaret hostessing.
It Is a come down, to be sure.
They must face life as it is lived
and not as it appears on the tin
selled Christmas card. Where once
they were protected from sharp con
tacts by producers, they must now
face wine flushed and loose tnngued
roysterers—who have the yoke off for
the night.
As a general thing the movie star
whose glamour has faded has not
had the experience on 1h# legitimate
stage thal would entitle her to char
acter parts or to leading ladyship
with stock corn parries. Without her
director she is indeed out of the pic
ture.
Tt is sn odd occupation—this sup
1 er club hostess job. Promoting big
*er checks Is the chief requisite. They
tlit from table to table, passing small
161k and accepting rather Indelicate
badinage. It requires tact not to of
fend.
While the pay is good It does not
compare with film earnings The
average salary for the hostess is $100
a week with a percentage of the drink
-ale. During the day they must
whip up trade by phoning patrons
and inviting them to drop in.
Also they must arrange "special
■ vents”—moving picture nights, stage
eights and the like. They depend
largely on former acquaintances to
help fill the tables. One of the in
flexible rules of the management is
i hat hostesses shall not drink on
duty.
Waiters attend to that. What
looks to the buying patron as though
it might be a potent concoction is
umething innocuous. The movie in
dustry Is in its infancy—so they say—
n It is not yet time to chronicle:
After the supper club hostesshlp,
u hat?
In a churchyard far up on River
■ide drive is a marble slab on which
' as chiseled many years ago: "Far
from worldly turmoil, he rests.” As
one reads there Is the din of steam
i iveters on a half-score of apartment
houses being erected nearby.
Today T waa lost In New York three
ocks from my home. Let those who
l ave the Idea I am a city slicker fool
around with that one for awhile. 1
vas completely bewildered for 28
minutes. It took two policemen and
newsboy to help me gel my bear- j
logs. It happened like this. I came;
up from Brooklyn bridge on the nub j
v.ay and alighted at Grand Central, j
•tone's throw from my hotel. I fob |
lowed a green line for awhile and j
. lound myself In Times square, then
1 followed a black line and got mixed
up in the labyrinthine depths of the
mystic maze. It became more and
more bewildering. One policeman told
me to go this way, another that. I
finally gave a newsboy a dime to get
me to the street. Each day brings
dded conviction this city la no place
for a Platts burg boy. %
The greatest distance from New
\ ork city hall to a point within the
municipal limits is to Tottenvllle,
Siatcn Island—19 miles In a straight
line.
The most bewildering thing about
New York to me la the difference
between the world that awlrls around
Forty-second street and th# world
ihat bubble# around Brooklyn bridge.
Coming out of the euhway at the
bridge the people eeem different. The
• hops arc different. Even the newa
lo;.s have a different pitch to their
voices There ere thousands of men
er.d women downtown who do not
ret untiWvn in a year’s time. They
work downtown and live In Brnnklyn
«>r Staler Island.
(Copyright, 1114.)
hold the place In thy heart and at thy
aide that should be Marzaks."
"Could Marzak fill that place?’’ lie
asked. "Could that beardless boy
lead men as Sakr el Bahr leads them,
or wield the scimitar against the toes
of Islam and Increase ns Sakr-el
Bahr increases ihe glory of the
Prophet's Holy Law upon the earth’."’
"If Sakrel Bahr does this, lie does
It by thy favor, O my lord. And so
might Marzak, young though he be.
Sakr el Bahr ia hut what thou hast
made him—no more, no less."
"There art thou wrong, indeed, O
mother of error. Sakr-el Bahr Is
what Allah hath made him. He Is
what Allah wills. He shall become
what Allah wills. Hast yet to learn
that Allah has bound the fate of each
man about his neck?”
And then a golden glory suffused
the. deep sapphire of the sky heralding
the sitting of Ihe sun and made an
end of that altercation, conducted by
her with a daring as singular as the
patience that had endured it He
quickened his steps in the direction
of the courtyard. That golden glow
paled as swiftly as it had spread, and
night fell as suddenly as if a cur
tain had been dropped.
In the purple gloom that followed
the white cloisters of the courtyard
glowed with a faintly luminous
pearlines. Park forms of slaves
stirred as Asad entered from the
garden followed by Fenzuleh, her
head now veiled in a thin blue silken
gauze. (She flashed across the quad
rangle and vanished through one of
the archways, even as Ihe distant
voice of a Mueddin broke plaintively
upon the brooding stillness reciting
the Schehad—
"La illaha, ilia Allah! Wa Muharp
mad er Rosool Allah!”
A slave spread r carpet, a second
held a great silver bowl, Into which »
third poured water. The Basha, hav
ing washed, turned Ills face towards
Mecca, and testified to the unity of
Allah, the Compassionate, the Merci
ful. King of the Pay of Judgment,
whilst the cry of the Meuddin went
echoing over the city from minaret to
minaret.
As he rose from his devotions, there
came a quick sound of steps without,
and a sharp summons. Turkish
janissaries of the Basha’s guard, in
visible almost In their flowing black
garments, moved to answer that sum
mnns and challenge those who came
From the dark vaulted entrance of
the courtyard leaped a gleam of Ian
terns containing tiny clay lamps In
which burned a wiek that was
nourished by mutton fat. Asad, wait
ing to learn who came, halted at the
foot of the white glistening steps,
whilst from doors and lattices of the
palace flooded light to suffuse the
courtyard and set the marbles shim
mering. j
A dozen Nubian javelin-men ad
vanced. then ranged themselves aside
whilst Into the light stepped the im
posing, gorgeously robed figure of
Asad's wazeer, Tsamanni. After him
came another figure in mail that
clanked faintly and glimmered as he
moved.
“Peace and the Prophet s blessings
upon thee, O mighty Asad!” was the
wazeer’s greeting.
“And peace upon thee, Tsamanni.”
was the answer. “Art the bearer of
news?”
“Of great and glorious tidings O
exalted one! Sakr-el Bahr Is re
turned.”
“The praise to Him!” exclaimed the
Basha, with uplifted hands; and there
was no mistaking the thrill of his
\olee.
There fell s soft step behind him
and a shadow from the doorway lie
lurned. A graceful stripling in tur
ban and caftan of cloth of gold
salaamed to him from the topmost
step And ss he came upright and
the light of the lanterns fell full upon
his face the astonishingly white fair
ness of It was revealed—a woman s
face It might have been, so softly
rounded was it in its beardlessness.
Asad smiled wryly in bis white
beard, guessing that the boy had been
sent by his ever-watchful mother to
learn who came and what the tidings
that they bore.
'Thou hast heard, Marzak? he said.
"Sakr-el-Bahr is returned.
“Victoriously, I hope,” the lad lied
glibly. ,
“Victorious beyond aught that was
ever known,” replied Tsamanni. “He
sailed at sunset into the harbor, his
company aboard two mighty Frankish
ships, which sre but the lesser part of
the great spoil he brings.”
"Allah is great,” was the Basha’s
glad welcome of tills answer to thorr
Insidious promptings of his Sicilian
wife. "Why does' he not come in
person with hie news?"
"His duty keeps him yet swhlle
aboard, my lord," replied ihe wazei
"But he hath sent his kavia Othmanl
here lo tell Ihe tale of it.”
“Thrice welcome be thou. Othmani.”
He bent his hands together, whereat
slaves placed cushions for him upon
the ground. He sat, and beckoned
Marzak to his side. "And now thy
tale"’
\nd Uthmani -statiding fcrllj relat
ed how they had voyaged to diets nt
England In tin1 ship that Hakr-el Bahr
had captured, through seas that no
corsair yet had ev er crossed, and how
on their return they had engaged a
Dutchman that was their superior in
strength and numbers; how none the
less BakrelBuhr had wrested victory
I'' flip licli! of Allah. Ins protector,
how he had been dealt a wound that
must have slain any but one mtfneu
louslv preserved for the greater glory
of Islam, and of the surpassing
wealth of the booty which at dawn
tomorrow should be laid at Asads
feet for his division of it.
(To he Continued Tomorrow >
Kola- laken In Penitentiary
to Serve Forgery Sentence
Geneva, Neb, May 5.—Emil .1.
kotas of Milligan has been taken to
the penitentiary to serve s sentence
of three to seven years for forgery.
He «»» convicted In district court
of forging his sister in-law's name to
a note for $3,000 shortly before the
failure of the Nebraska State bank
of Milligan, in which Kolas was a
stockholder, lie has been In jail since
his sentence 30 day* ago, pending ap
peal, being nnshle to procure bond for
$7.BOO.
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