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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
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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-
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"But you aro not sending anybody back
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"Monsieur could hardly ak me to do that
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Curtis whirled his horse around, urging
it vUth his lists and hla foot, started back
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and rough nnd tho animal had not guuo ten
pneca era two soldiers sprang toNits head
.and seized tho bridle on either aldo. uurtis
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at them, but nil to no avail. Thoy turned
tho horso around again and led It back to
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"Monsieur's sentiment must bo very
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"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
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