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i 10 THE OMAHA DATLY BIDE: STTINDAT, .TOXY 22, 3000. Atfh xlfc THir The Unspeakable Turk. By GEORGE flynnimlx of I'renrilliiK C'liniilera. (Copyright, 1900, by Oeorgn Horton.) John Curtis, uk young American, who rhnncex to bo In Athena nt the outbreak of 'ho Greco-Turkish war, Joins 11 filibustering i xpedltlon to Crete. The little, vewl It wrecked, but Curtis, accompanied by I.lcu I n.int l.lndbohm, n soldier of fortune, and fi native Cretan, Jllchall, reach the Islund i ifily. They nrrlv ut a village and nro red for by the Inhabitants. Curtis has I Jurert his foot on a sea urchin. He ia uried by I'nnnyotu. the priest's dnughter. I i a few days word comes of the advance i tho Turks under Kostnkes toward the wn. The Cretans Rather In the pas, thu l en fighting and the women and girls Roping up beacon fires. Thirty Turks are ! Illed, but Mlvhull Is badly wounded and 1 .uiayota Is captured by Kotakcs, . ruWTV.n'xu. "Hark!" said Curtis, who was witting In C i door of tho parsonage. "What's that?" I dldo't hear anything," replied Mlchall. "I did. I holleve It was a gun, It was t faint throb In the air. There It goes iln. There they go!" ISo mistake was possible this time. "They're coming through," said Mlchall, ' lng upon his elbow. "The Turks will be i ro pretty quick, now, 1 think." "Hello," cried Curtis, "there comes tho f moroh. There ho goes Into that house, t iw ho comes out there ho goes Into an therwhat's tip, I wonder? Hero he c mcs!" Kur Nlkolakl looked In at tho door. His faco wos llabby with fatigue ami his under I Is had dropped perceptibly, enlarging tho Kd pits beneath hln cyr Into semicircles. What Is It? What la It?" asked Cilrtls, ho had not clearly understood tho few 1 rrlod words addrcsacd by tho demarch to I, rhall, They're nearly out of cartridges. Thoy r n't hold tho pass over an hour longer. 1 cy'ro going to trend the. flocks nnd tho men and children down to the sea. The U age owns a lot of caiques there. Then t; -i men will retrcut last, lighting, shooting nit tho time." 'But what are you quarrelling about?" "0, nothing. Nothing at nil." It did not take tho Ambellaklans long to y k Up. Tho moFt treasured belongings we thrown Into blankets, which were roVed Into bnulas or bundles, nnd then KWi y for the ravine and tho sea! A mother dashed by the house with a Tialn under her left nrm and a bundle over ho- right shoulder. Anothor dragged two f r- htonert children along tho stony street, cleaning tight b tiny wrist with each hand. iAn "Wl couple doddered by, tho man with feel :a and palsied band striving to support the oman, who clung to a frame contain lng wo bridal wreaths. From nmld tho fad I orange blossoms smiled tho tin twrl. .(led oyes of n shy mountain girl and a ntont pallkarl man's work lasts bo much tietti':" than man himself and these bridal iwrc: hs aro saved for a llfetlmo In Crete. Tl confusion grew to frenzy. A parrot like chatter nnd screaming of women filled tho i.lr. A florid housowlfo stumbled and whe.ed down tho street, carrying n pair of long handled coffee stew panB. She did not fcuov what they were, hut had seized them throi h force of habit. Anojher horo a chca" chromo, representing skin-clad hunt trs t rusting spenrs Into a number of co lossal polar bears. She fell and Jahhcd her lnee through tho picture, but picked up the framr and ran on with that. Scrips, or bags of pl d nnd brightly-colored wool, of which two or moro nro to bo found In overy'Cretan penfa"l'fl boii3c, wore hanging from the arms and fl'iouldcra of many of the fugitives. Thi demarch camo In ngatn, nccompanlcd by L.ndbohm and a stalwart mountaineer. Tho fiwedo had a gun In his left hand. In tho rrlmo of his powder-blackened face his eyes looked rnnaturally blue. Hut they were no longnr childlike. It was rather the bluo of an angry sea. "I'anayota's taken," ho said to Curtis. "I Know It." "TrTc's nothing to be dono now except to rally tho men nnd rcscuo her." The Bwedo did vnot talk like a man In despair. JIo seemed, on tho contrary, exalted by a rreat resolve. "Wo will get together and fall upon Kos takes llko a thunderbolt. We'll not let him no far. lAnd If ho harms a hair cl her head" Ho doubled hl ponderous list and hook it. Then ho whirled about briskly nnd gazed nt Mlchall, ' "Wo take you somehow," he said. "We'll fco as careful as wo can. They'll kill you If you stay here." "I r.ot go," replied Mlchall. "I have said It to tho domarch. Tako two strong men to carry me. They better bo lighting. Icave a gun with me. When they flild me I kill two, three Turks. Ha! ha! ha! By God, I surprise- theml So I illol" "Come, no more of this d d foolishness," said l.lndbohm. "I tako him on my bacft, nnd tho shepherd hero take you," turning to Curtis. , Hut Curtis had been thinking very fast, nnd tho bright Imago of his beautiful and hlght-splrlted hrstcas In the hands of tho Turks had (Sharpened his wits to an extraor dinary degree. "Ijook here, Lindbohm." he' said, speaking Tcry rapidly, "I'll stay hero nnd look out for Tanayota. Thoy won't kill me, I'm a noncombitant, and tho Turks won't bo 30 opt to abti"" the girl when tWro's a for-.c-lfinor nmong them. Help mo to tho wlno cave. I'll hide there till tho right moment -nnd then I.'ll give myself up." l.lmlbohm saluted, "I would not have asked It," ho said, "but It Is tho bravo thing to da. Ah, tell the SENT FREE TO MEN A Most Kcmnrktihlc Remedy That Quickly Itcsturcs Lost Vljjor to Mcu. A Frco Trial Package Sent by Mull To All Who Write. Free trial package of a most remarkable remedy arelbelng mailed to till wlio.wrlte tiha State Medical Institute, They cured so many men who hud battled for years (gainst the mental nnd physical suffering of lost manhood that tho Instltuto lus de cided to distribute frco trial puckages to all who write. 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Any .gjii V ' : 5 man who writes will ba sent n free sam rl, carefully sealtd in a plain package, so that Its recipient nued have no fear at em fcrrmnxment or publicity, Tleadv t ftutc4 y nru wiujqu dtity. Affo $((k LSh. HORTON. officer you'ro a newspaper correspondent. Thnt's the safest thing." Tho firing had ceased entirely for soveral minutes. Now rapid footsteps were heard, Looking toward the door Curtis saw a Cretan shepherd fling by. Ho was running low to tha ground, carrying his gun horizontally llko n man hunting or being hunted. An other and another passed. "Wo have live minutes now," said Lind bohm, holding out his arms to Mlchall. "Thoy havo given up the pass. Come! Must I tako you or will you como on my back?" "I come," replied Mlchall, "to tho wine cavo." Lindbohm kneeled by tho divan and Ml chall put his aims about bis neck. Tho Swedo arose, wrenching from the Cretan's throat a groan that ended in a low, sharp shriek. "O-h-h-ah-h!" Lindbohm strode from the door, followed by tho demarch and tho shepherd, the last mentioned carrying Curtis. Five or six shots, followed by a numerous nnd persistent fusillade, wcro heard. "Now I think they como through," mat tered Lindbohm, breaking Into n run. Ml chall was breathing In tremulous, faint groans between his set teoth. Then he mer cifully fainted, nnd remained unconscious" until tho Swede, panting with exertion, bounded through tho arbor into tho dim cavi Tho demarch ran. to hU wine barrels, and, pulling an empty on around parallel with the wall, smashed In Its end with butt of a mus kct, using tho weapon as though It .wcro a battering ram, Mlchall was shoved in the bar rel as tenderly as possible and the broken pleccn were laid In hcsldo him. Then 'they pushed tho tun back Into place, with tho open end against the wall. "And you?" raid Lindbohm, turning to Curtis, who was sitting upon tho tablo whore tho shepherd had dropped him. "Sftvo yourselves!" cried tho American, pointing to the door. A shepherd, standing behind tho plantain tree, was aiming ut something abovo him. Ho fired, and, Jerking the empty shell from his smoking piece, reloaded. Threo Cretans darted to the rear of tho cafe, trailing bluo ropes of smoke from tho muzzles of their gun. Tho man behind the tree started after them, but stopped at a crash of musketry and dropped his gun -with a chlugl among, tho rocks. Ills legs broke at the knees as though some one had playfully Jabbed them from behind. As ho Instinctively threw forward his arms to savo himself from falling his elbows collapsed and his hands fell limply nt his wrist, llko penguin's wings. He was dead before his body reached the ground. Lindbohm snatched his musket from tho tablo and ran from the cafe, followed by tho demarch and tho shepherd. Curtis slipped Into a corner bohlnd tho huge oil crock. Tho sound of firing continued, but no ono camo Into the cafo. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, passed by. They scorned hours to tho American. Occasionally ho heard a spilt, sput against ,the outside of tho soft wall. Onco a ftha! like the hissing of a cat. was followed by a humming sound, as a bullet, slightly flattened by the sand, sang In through tho open door. It did not occur to him that these things woro dangerous. "I must sco what they nro doing," ho said. "It's a good fight! It's a good fight!" Ho Bllil around tho smooth, cool crock and lcnncd out from his hiding place. Ho could sen 'nothing but n strip oftho open door and a hugo vine, sturdy ns the trunk of n tree. Ho Jumped back Just In time to savo himself. The cafo w 'S poured full of Turks, bringing Tanayota uiid her fathor. An officer, young, slender and very haud- some, dropped Into a chair and laid his un sheathed sword before him on n table. Tho Roldlcrs fell respectfully back, leaving tho girl and the priest stnndlng facing the officer. ' Ampates slunk In tho background with Pnnnyota'B Cretan knlfo In his hand. It was ho who had led tho way to tho women, by n round-about path. A long conversation ensued, in which Kostakes effendi snoko with insinuating sweetness, smiling continually and occasion ally twirling the ends of his small, dark moustache. His Intentions with reference to Pnnayota wcro honorable, ho said. The priest began In n pleading lono nnd ended with n fiery denunciation. Onco or twice soldier stepped threateningly toward him, but Kostakes waved tho would-be murderer back with a slight gesture or nN most Imperceptible movement of tho head. Panayotn was magnificent. Sho seemed nt no moment to havo any doubt of herself. Sho stood erect, pale, calm, contemptuous, until near tho end of tho Interview when, with an Incredibly quick movement, sho snatched tho sword from tho table nnd, turn ing tho hilt toward her father, throw back her head and closed her eyes. Tho officer with a loud cry sprang to his feet, tipping over tho table, nnd a soldier knocked tho weapon harmlessly into the nir. All- tho Turks in tho room leaped upon Papas- Malecko, who fought llko a cornered cat, wounding one, two, thrco of his assailants. The Turks did not daro shoot for fear of killing their officer nnd tho girl. Curtis camo from his hiding place, crying hoarsely In English: "Panayota! Kor Ood's sake! For God's sake! Panayota!" and then: "Don't shojt! uon t ssw.i You'll kill ranayotn!" Ilut it was no part of Kostakes cffendl'a plan to kill Pnnayota's fathor In her pres ence, as will be seen" hereafter. A Turk, cooler than tho rest, reaching over tho heads of his comradcu, dropped tho butt of a rlflo on tho bravo man's skull nnd ho sank to tup ground, ranaynta ten on ncr Knees besldo him, fumbling In his hair and sob blng, "Pnpa! Papa!'' The heart has a llttlo vocabulary of Its own, which It hns spoken from tho beginning of the world, tho same for nil peoples, un changed In tho confusion of tongues. Curtis was not noticed In tho tumult until he-had forced his way into the officer's very prea once, where ho stood, shaking his first and shouting, still In his own tongue: "This Is a d d shame! Do you hear me? A d d shame! You're a scurvy black guard to treat a girl In that way. If I had you alono about flvp minutes I'd show you what I think of you!" Two or threo soldiers sprang forward and a petty officer half drow his sword, but Kostakes, astonished at hearing a languago which ho did not understand, but which he surmised to bo either German or English, motioned them back. "Qui etes vous, monsieur, et que faltes vous id?" ho asked In the French which ho had learned at the High school at Canoa. "Jo suls Amoricaln, correspondent du du .New York Ago," replied CurtlB. Ah, charmol channel Comment ditos vous en Anglais? Welcome Je suls Kos takes effendi, capltaln de cavalrie, a votro service:- CH.U'TKK XIII. Curtis did not find It bo easy to oxnress his feelings in French to this Bmlllng offlccr with tho straight, largo nose, dazzling white teeth and cordial manner, vbo woro an Inverted re'd flower pot for a hat. French la no language for a Mlf-respectlng man to wear in, anyway, iieildes, one doesn't learn a vocabulary sultahlo to critical occa- slons In Ollendorf, All Curtis could think of was "lache," "sacra bled" and "earam- ba." Tho first did not seem appropriate, tho second lost Its fore by translating Itself In bis mind Into English, nnd he wasu't certain whether tho last was French, Span ish or Italian, bo he asked: "Is this lady a prisoner of war?" And Kostakes answered: 'Monsieur Is as gallant as he Is brave. I glvo you my word of honor that neither tho lady nor her father shall come to any harm. Is that sufficient?" It had to be, so Curtis, being anything but a fool, replied: "A gentleman's word of honor Is alwayn sufficient." "And now," continued Kostakes, "being a non-combatant, you are nt perfect liberty to follow your own wishes, will you remain hero or go with us. We shall be charmed, I assuro you, charmed to have your society." "How long will you stay here?" "About nn hour. Just long enoURh to collect any spoils of war and burn the town.'' Hum tho town?" 'I AM AN AMERICAN CITIZEN. DO NOT LET ME GO, YOU WILL SUFFER 'Certainly, this Is war. and war, even for a nation so highly civilized as Turkey, consists in doing your enemy nn much harm as possible." Curtis glanced uneasily at tho row of bar rels In tho cave. Here was a now dilemma. Should ho glvo up tho brave Cretan and appeal to Kostakes' manliness and chivalry? Ho looked at the Turk shrewdly. Somehow he did not have confidenco in him. Besides. Mlchall could understand French, If ho were conscious he could call out nnd glvo himself up, If he thought It were safe. 'I would stay here," thought Curtis, "and ask him to leavo me tho cafe as a shelter. But there's Panayota, I mustn't desert her." Tho firing had ceased and the looting had begun. Turks darted by the door in the abandoned glee of destruction, or passed moro slowly, dragging bedtlcks, doors, pieces of furniture and other inflammable nrttclcs, which they wero casting upon a great bonfire in the square. A wavo of ribald laughtor, that started somewhere In tho dlstanco and ran nearer and louder, pplashed Into tho open door. A soldier danced in with an cikon of the holy virgin nnd held It up for the guard to spit upon it. Then ho totsed It Into the fire. Tho priest, who was sitting on the floor, sup ported ,by tho kneeling' Panayotn, covered his eyes with his hands nnd shuddered with horror. The trellis for tho demnrch's grape arbor camo dgwn with a crash nnd was wrenched loose from the grip of tho despair ing vines. Tho benches whereon tho gossip shepherds had been wont to sit and sip their coffee boro company In the fire with tho only rocking chair in tho village. In which a very old lady had used to sway to and fro nnd sing lullabies of her forgotten childhood. A FoUllcr seized ono of the tables within tho cafe and tossed It through the open door. Then ho dragged out a long bench, that scraped nnd spluttered on tho floor of hard- beaten earth. Two others braced them selves between tho wall and tho oil crock. An Inspiration flashed through Curtis' mind. "Stop! stop!" ho shouted. "It Is full of oil the lady on tho Iloor. "Malscertalnment," cried Kostakes, and ho sent tho soldiers from tho room. "Tho samo argument will apply to tho wlno barrels," reflected Curtis. "Thoy would have been at them In a minuto moro." "Doeff monsieur elect to stay with us or with tho Greeks?" asked the captain. "Wo must leave here Immediately, before tho Greeks return with reinforcement and seize tho 'ravine." 1 "If I might bo permitted to go with you?' But I am lamo; I have hurt my foot." "I resret greatly to hear It. Not Bcrlotisly, I hope?" "No, I Btcpped on a a thorn:" he did not know the French word for sea urchin. "I will glvo a horse my own, it neces sary. I shall be charmcu, cnarmca. Anu now, perhaps you will oxcuso mo ono mo ment whllf I marshal the force? Perhaps, also, you will look at tho priest's head. I regret thnt our surgeon was killed In the nttack." Rising, he 'uald a few worfla In Greek to Panayota, bending deferentially with his hand on his heart. His ton'03 woro niualc.il nnd earnest nnd Curtis understood him al most porfectly. He spoke high Greek very distinctly." Ho expressed regret for Papas Malecko's hurt, and assured tho girl of his undying love. "You are tho cause, or all this ruin, fair, creature," ho murmured earnestly. ''My lovo for you brought mo here. Have no fearB. You shall be treated llko a queen. Not a hair of your head nor of your father's shall be harmed. All I ask Is tl llttlo love in return." Sho made no reply. Sho did not even look up. Curtis felt a great spasm of rngo contract his hoart and a queer sickness bwoop down upon him. He wanted to kill Kostakes, ho did not know exactly why. Tho man certainly had a right to love tho girl; It Is any raau's inalienable right, es tablished from the beginning of tho world, to lovo any girl: and tho protestations of protection wero exactly what Curtis wanted, but somehow they made him Hick and mad. In tho midst of all this killing; why couldn't ho do n llttlo for himself?- Then Kostakes bcut lower nnd attempted to lift Pnnayota's hands' to his Hps. She threw his arm front" her with horror, nnd, shrinking back, with double fists, looked at him with such an nguo bt op'on-mouthed, staring disgust as no rivise or Bernhardt over dreamed of. Curtis felt qulto friendly toward Kostnkcs, who bowed solemnly, with hand upon heart, and strodo from tho room. Two sentinels took their plactw In3lde tho open door nnd closed It with crossed bayonots. CHArTKIl XIV. Curtis parted the long hair carefully on Papas-Malocko's heod with his fingers and looked for tho wound. "I ought to havo been a doctor," ho said to I'anayoin. She amtled, a llttlo fleeting smile that was sadder than tears. Her hair, that had been wound Into a great col at the back of her head, had slipped partly looso. Even as sho looked up at Curtis the glossy rope writhed llko a living thing and a massive loop dropped down upon her temple. Though her cheeks were palo, her lips were EtlU'red Curtis had never, noticed till now how red and velvety they were. "Is he badly hurt?" she, asked. Papas-Malccko's hair was clotted with blood from tho broken skin, butCurtli mada 1 absolutely sure that the skull ws not frac- tured. i "No," he replied. 'It Is not broken." I "Thank God' Thank God!" cried 1 Panayota. Tho priest put his hand on his daughter's shoulder and shurflcd to his feet, He stng gored a llttlo nnd caught his bead In his hands. "jO, papa! papa!" cried tho girl, throwing her arms about his neck. "Uah! I'm all right. I was a llttl dizzy, that's all." "Nothing broken. Nothing broken," re iterated Curtis. "Tho blood is from the" ho did not know tho -word for skin, so h lifted up a llttlo tent on tho back of his left hand with the finger and thumb of his right. "Nothing, nothing at nil," said the priest. Pacayota turned her eyca toward tho smoky nnd cobwebbed rafters and crossed herself. Tho steol cross in tho door leaped to n parallel of presented muskets, and Kostakes cffcndl reappeared. Twirling his mustache, ho gazed perplexedly at tho group within YOU SEE THAT? FOR IT." VOILA! IF YOU DO tho cafe, but recovered himself In a moment and ndvanccd smiling. "So his rcverenco Is qulto "well ngaln! I am glad to seo It, very glad. I feared that his skull was fractured. A musket butt is no plaything." Tho Turk assisted Curtis to the door nnd into a cavalry saddle on the back of a re spectable looking horse. "It Is tho horso of my sous lieutenant," cxplainod Kostakes, "who really prefers to walk Lieutenant Gadben! monsieur but I havo not tho honor of knowing your name." "Curtis." "M. Curtis, American Journalist." Half an Inch of saber cut disfigured the lieutenant's left tcmplo" Curtis wondered at first glanco how far It extended under tho fiowor-pot bat. The possessor of tho cut was a grizzled man of 50, with a short pointed beard and a mustache, Into tho left sldo of which cigarettes had burned a semi circular hole. Tho Turkish troops wero drawn up In marching order, dirty, dust stalned, faded, some of them shoeless, but tbero was something about every mother's son of them, somothlng In the attitude of tho bodies nnd the obodlent expectancy of tho countenances, that suggested tho sol dier. Curtis was amazed nt tho amount of desolation which had been accomplished In bo short a time. Tho ruffian hand of war had wrecked the peaceful nnd Idyllic town as a discontented child smites a playhouse of blocks. Everything combustible hnd been set on fire, and oven from tho stone houses stnoko was pouring. It is wonderful what a bright and persistent blaze can bo ignited In a seemingly fireproof structure. Doors had been torn from tho hinges, windows smashed In, arbors pulled down. Tho 'fire "In tho squaro filled tho nostrils with tho familiar odor of burning olive oil. SHE Tf IREW HIS AIIM The houses with their denuded window holes reminded Curtis of men whose oyes had been ruthlessly gougod out. Lieutenant Gadben brought the hilt of his sword to his forehead and said something to the captain in Turkish. The latter glanced at his llttlo army and Curtis fal lowed his eye. The men Involuntarily strnlghtened up, stiff as posts. Turning in his saddle Curtis cast a furtive glance at Panayota. Sho was sitting on a mule, looking sadly to earth. Ono white hand rested caressingly on tho wrist of her father,' who stood by, holding to the pommel of ber high pack-eaddlo. She had tied a handkerchief about his wound. He was a manly and appealing, albeit extra ordinary figure ns he Btood there erect, his dark eyes flashing scorn and defiance. His billowy, spade-shaped beard covered his cn tlro breast. He wore no coat and the enormous Cretan breeches aild yellow boots seemed to tako on added proportions for that reason. An ompty cartrldgo belt, passed under his right arm and over his left shoulder, horo strango comradeship with the cron that hung from his neck. His dark brown hair, that any woman might havo envied, fell quttu to his waist nnd rippled In tho breeze. Even as Curtis looked Panayotn gathered It In her hands and hastily twisted It into a knot. Tho cap tain said a few words to the lieutenant, who, turning to the ranks, polnteifto four of the men nearest him with his sword and trans mitted tho order to thorn. Thoy saluted, and, stacking their muskets, ran Into the cafo. Instantly thn hugo oil crock fell across tho door, and, breaking, gave up Its Inoffensive, golden contents, "Monsieur, you will destroy tho cafe!" cried Curtis In alarm. Over went tho bar with a round of" smash ing glass. "It will take but a moment." replied tlie captain, apologetically, Tbo tables and benches wero now going Into the pile In tho ralddlo of the floor. "The rascals should have saved the oil to pour on thtr bonfire," remarked Kostakes judicially. The sound of dull blows oaused th captain to bend and look In at tho door. "Heyl Hey!" he shouted, and gavo an order. "I told them not to spill the wine, but to roll the full barrels closo to the flro," he explained to Curtis. "There is sure to be one or two of them filled with brnndy, and their loud explosion does more execu tion than halt n dozen axes." ' Mlchall's barrel was fourth from this end. "Why the devil wasn't I born with some brains lu my head?" groaned Curtis. In wardly. "Why can't you think of some thing, blockhead?" Ho was seized with an almost uncontrollable desire to butt his skull against tho stone wall of tho cafe. He knew that a happy thought would save poor Mlchall, nnd he realized nlBo that utiduo ex citement on his pnrt would betray every thing. The picture of his friend being dragged from his hiding placo by his broken leg nd thrust through with bayonets leaped before his Imagination with the suddenness of conviction of a revelation by lightning flash. "Monsieur," he Bald, "I beg grace for the cafe. Stop the soldiers ono moment and I wilt explain." Kostakes called to the four vandals and they desisted. "I bug of you," ho said Inquiringly to Curtis, "but pray be brief." "I am tho correspondent of tho New York Age. I am neither Greek nor Turk, I ns Buro you. I w;lsh to write glowing accounts of your heroism and your magnanimity. I havo a sentiment connected with tho cafo. It Is so beautiful. I havo written a littlo poem about It. It begins thus:" "The Assyrian camo down like a wolf on the fold, And his cohorts wcro gleaming with purpl and gold." Curtis beat off the waltz time of the meter with great energy. "It sounds very beautiful. What a pity that, I do not understand English! monster's sentiment shall bo respeoted. Ho shall write for Us paper that Kostakes cffendl Is only a magnanimous soldier, but a patron of letters," The four vandals took their places again In the ranks, Kostakes, waving his sword the atrlcally, gave the order to march, and they were off up the rocky, winding streets, with the little army pattering behind. As they passed the parsonage Curtis noticed that It was In ruins, but the festal wreath of yesterday hung brave and bright above tbo blackened door. CHAI'TEIt XV. The priest strode by his daughter's olde, his hand still lying upon hers. As the cavalcade started ho shuddered, and, look ing nt Panayota, sobbed: "0, my daughter,1 my daughter! Would to God you were in your grave besldo your mother!" Sho put out her white arm and laid it around his neck. "I am my mother's child," she replied, piously. "I shall find deatjh somehow sooner than dishonor." An occasional corpse lay In their rath. Curtis observed with pleasure that wooden (lower pots wero beside two of tho bodies, but a wnve of Indignation nnd pity patsed over him as his horse shied from a corpulent body, bent horribly over a sharp-backed bono of rock. Tho head lolled downward and the pupils of the eyes were rolled up ward out of sight. There were two red pits beneath tho eyes, that made the whites look doubly ghastly. Curtis lifted his hat. "Why do you do that?" asked tho captain. "Because he died like a brave man," re plied tho American, shuddering as ho thought of the Jolly and hospitable demarch, who, like a heroic captain of a sinking ship, had remained at his post of duty until es cape becamo impossible. "I fear you like tho Greeks better than you do the Turks," observed Kostakes. "You do not know us yet. You will llko us bet ter when you have 'been with us a few days." Curtis was determined to be politic. Only thus, he foresaw, could be hopo to be of any help to' Panayota. "Ho stayed behind to fight, when he might havo escaped. Had he been a Turk, I should have taken oil ray hat Just the samo." Thoy wero about to enter the ravine. From their olovatcd position the whole town was visible. Tho American turned FROM 'HER WITH HORROR. In his saddle and cast a glanco backward. Tho smoko from a score of fires tumbled heavenward until, commingling, It formed a somber roof above tho town, supported by trembling nnd bending pillars. There was the distant sen the very spot where tho "Holy Mary" had bcon sunk The little stream, whoso courso they had followed to the Ill-fated town, looked no larger than a silver thread. There was tho square, end ing In tho ledge upon which ho had first Been Panayota with the wnter Jug upon her shoulder. It, had been but a short time ago, a few hours comparatively, and there sho sat now a captivo,, being led awny, In all probability, to a shameful fate. Curtis seemed to have lived ages In the last few days, and yet their whole history flashed through his mind during the brief moment of this parting glance. There was tbo girl, beautiful, desolate, defiant, puro as snow; her hand rested on tho shoulder of her father, In ono of those pitiful, yet sublime feminine caresses that cry "courage" when oven God himself seems to fall. She was a Christian, the father a Christian priest, and this was tho nineteenth century of our blessed Lord, and there, but a few miles away, lay the great battleships of tho Christian powers cf Europe, defending the Integrity of tho Turkish empire! . Curtis gave such a violent stnrt that be nearly fell out qf bis saddle. Great heav ens, was not that tbo cafe on fire? Tbo cafe, where he had left hidden his comrade and friend, Mlchall, the bravo, tho boyish, tbo noble-minded? "Monsieur!" he cried, "the cafe! It Is burning!" "Ob, I think not," replied Kostakes. "But It Is. I can see It plainly; 'you must send people baftk to put it out.'1 Kostakes took a pair of field glasses from tbo hands of an orderly, and, calmly' adjust ing tho, focus, looked down tho hill, while the little army, escorting 'Panayota and her father, marched rapidly past and were swallowed up In the ravine. "You are right," be said, "It Is Indeed the cafo." l 18 YOUR HAIR DEAD? What the Microscope Reveals Regarding Diseased Hair and Its Follicle, In a ml- ccoscoplcal examina tion of 1.000 different samples of tinman hnlr, made in the Cranltanlo Institute, 21 dlfTertnt dlsrutiof lb ftair nd scalp wero discovered, many of thm highly contagious add all fatal to tb lit pi the hair. The tVnultooJo Treatment was format ated for the exact puree, of prevtntlay; and curing these dtecAMt. m an, rnterobo, the dcllcnte ItDlnjr of which tt aoon destroys. In time the a air root Is affocted, become shriveled up and the hair falls out. 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Some of my rascals - ... . i , rr. I. -. . . 1 1 must nave eiuuea my viguunce. mtv bo punltbed." Curtis whirled his horse around, urging it vUth his lists and hla foot, started back toward tlo town, nut tho way waa steep and rough nnd tho animal had not guuo ten pneca era two soldiers sprang toNits head .and seized tho bridle on either aldo. uurtis kicked and struck at them, and, suddenly ovorcomo with a paroxysm of rage, ewore at them, but nil to no avail. Thoy turned tho horso around again and led It back to Kostakes. "Monsieur's sentiment must bo very strong," said the taptuln, smiling sweetly. "Thero'a a wounded rann in that building. A wounded man, I tell you, and he'll burn up alive!" Kostakes shrugged his shoulders. "It cannot bo helped," he replied, "In war, what i a man moro or lees? Ilut we must cot delay. Allons, monsieur." And ho spurred his horso to a brisk walk, wbllo a stout Turk, throwing tho bridle rein of Curtis' animal over bis shoulder, trotted along after, Tbo American looked back. "I'll slip off and run to the cafe," he thought, "footer no foot d n the foot, any. way!" Hut another soldier wnn a loaacu musket was following close behind. In hla despair the thought of hia passportoccurred to him. Ho pulled it from his pocketwltb feverish haste. It waa badly damaged by water, but It held together and tho big seal waa still there. Urging his horso forward he flourished the document In Kostakes' faco and shoutul: "I am an'Amcrlcan citizen. Bo you aeo that? Vollal It you do not let me go you Will suffer for it." Ilut all to no avail, He was hustled along by order of the smiling and affablo Kos takes, and tho last thing his eyes rorted Nine-tenths of nil disease of the hair and scalp are cnnsptl by microbes nurl tnlcro-pitrnslteB. 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