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THE ROCK ISLAXD ARGUS. SATURDAY, JANUARY 14, 1911.
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,R''i;"i:'''".fer ''JS' all night He looked
U If.fir' V - 'S&.L sight! He crept
' -V rVC. boldly down, writing
U l'9?AVfl -ntil tbe boat Ebou:d
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By LILLA ZEN'IB.
ID LARBI was angry. As he paced the tiled
court of his lovely garden, his eyes fleshed
Cre. In his hand he bcM a flip of paper
a TTPSsaw rrom ice rains, cr uovernor or
i the town, saying that Omar, his yojaset son, was
locked outside the city walls.
"The fourth time this week!" exclaimed Sid
Lrbi. "Never did I know snch u boy!"
And in truth, Sid Larbi bad good ca'ise to be
angry. Here was Omar, the petted eco of the richest
merchant In Mosdor, with everything to make fcirn
happy, from silken robs and gniUen iirf-sleis clown
to the loveliest siiver-Br:d-tboy dapper l.e heart of
a &11 Moorish boy (ou'.d -ni.,h for. An I from '.s
blauk slaves to :o his bidding whenever l.e clipped
hii; tiny brown hands, to the swiftest pory on the
Yet he was not content. For Omar -was of a
roving disposition. It wa.-i his hc):t to ri?e v.ith tho
dawn, mount his little pony, .riip cm through tho
Bab yebah, the great Gate of the Lio:ic, ar.d Fped
tip the beach like th9 wind. I'ast tl.t- white Saint
House of Si.li Mogadool, his beloved "Ptaxl of the
Desert"; skirting the ruined palace of a bygone
sultan, and then away up the bed o? the Wad Dia
bat. Here be wc.ild lie arror.g the rc?y o'ermdor.
Eunning himself ail clay lonr. wate".:h: the turtles
3azily flopping off the bot rcrks into thf? cool river.
But invariably he got Into rui.u hie. One somo
wild mea from the Atias HiT..; stolr bis ret clcnkey.
'Another tuie be rank up io bis l-n -. In a. treacher
ous quicksand, and nearly lost his life. Tl.rcc beau
tiful dagera had already di.-'apptartd in tho waters
of the W;id Diabat; ai.l as for costly slippers, tho
number of these Ouiar lo.t in a year vvo'nd stock
a, small store!
r And so row for tbe fourth fine Sid 7.rbi sent
Fatb, his trusted slave, io the Uovern-T v. . iiver
coins that the gte mig'st be -rcr.fcd f " t!ie by.
In half an hour Futh returned v.nli tlu- V. . tru.tz-t.
Thereupon Omar fbpped quietly a v: ay, l.ul b.- L:rd a
clump of ross-bushes, end watched tte c:"bve.xents
t his angry father through the leaver-. F.'.:t ins'id
"Of repenting bis naughtiness, tbe biii. eyes only
jrrew bi ignter, and the i -ot d spirii iii'-re unbend
ing and cletlruit.
Why could ho riot do as he iJ-.-a ? O .'hy ir.nst
Jie be forever doomed to return ir mi Irs beloved
oleanders and turtles before the s m w:-.t c!o"n,
just because tbe old ga's closed tre:;? ile liate'i
having to utay in. lie wasn't afT...l f the v-;M
tribesmen, or the negroes from tb.- oos ot'cry.
And beside, be wanted to e-i e t:e t,re :t vorld o -t-side
and beyond tbe gaits o? t:ie it y t!.-.; clo.-c.l
and shut h!:n In at r.isnt, jut vhen be ;
to be out in he giorio-i.-- inoonlifcht.
There were Hafl, rjc'diti i, l.)ar-e!-l5tid:
where the ber. U' r. l r:.g come from
few miles of f a -li cMier j'.:st ttp tl.e ee:
had not seen eve'i one ef t'iee!
B:t every Tuesday thre can.e to
"vapors" or great "fire-s'ilps." x.a Or:.
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and -sail awty
Air, ; e 1.. J vaia-d to
fro l dor to tv.e g-c
go in or..
world. And now bis r-'-.? was iua:.- ep. Tc
row was Tuesday, rnl i!:e go-.d s!.!: Xveer.a
due. ?oraehow he wou; 1 get. tlo:::'i lior. A:: J
rev-t iv,.;i! l.e easy.
v, a s
llarly rrxt r io-r!nr; C:r.ar eli
to t r
the 11 roofed l.o::?e rr.-l 1j
to fu. T'.-e
. A!r.-ic!y the
ntly. in Murvi.ior Tr.;.'
btrges wr busy ur.ie. je her oarjo.
a bttle turkey ef hi.: rrs, oarred
The ley b.ii
Lis doiitoy to ti e n-.er;l.Rrtj 1.'r er.
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cf alte.er.us and rc?e leave eo-vn to Vaier-' crt.
Qui; I; as a f-h I.? i;e,l c-.;t to i'-- eizer b?.
7anr. lirre b hir jt a ici.:;:''! t nn '-.; over at.
the leather ?"." h-.' t "lT.-"ed feverr.! e::: .co'cr-f J
irorocco b:; & fid eun 'ns: ilien be rr.n ' 7 to the
hafs tt r-r't :, vere f :-:! 1'ti'e b r.-- "ierd lirass
"-I"-" s: '. bf i; were oddcC to his s: T.-.ee Le
v.-culi : -i t' e pSiecser.--, ef v.-ton. tl.ere were al-v.-.iys
Or: t.i t':e vfat-T-Por: natr-. be :-Krred a filver
cr'i :r.-i- ,i r':..t-.iai'tf bariJ, nr. ! in tea in rj be
v. .v? '.v.; a r..;'.-1 e-:t at f ?-, cl':"? ep a r. . '. .:." 1 u -eer
c-: t ? tv:cr.u's siie. Fi-r t:.cre r.re ro djlra
In f :r. r.
:c e- i7i coard trace a
rre.-t ret of 0"r:r.
!-.. er. b's cup ar.d tickling It!!.', his lea.U-r-:
rsiuV.oas. liv.i tbe Fa'.l b-.-ys grow cx
r L 's : -. .!- e,"- ;er. Ic was so expensive,
t'.iit i rs cv" 1 afford to b:y;.so at l:.st
er 1- - -citr-
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Ttei to i.r.rt v. itit ;t icr a s ::t er c:c
e f!e w:..;e er: Ur?r. were. A r.:t;e w:;i;o
T".i live knickcrbcckers and Jnket
::. ! p were c:vc fc tl:ccr:ir jr.
v.-r ! "j darrci'. t".-rtd tbe cv
t c -1 rr.erril
At four O'clock the Zweena eteamed out of Moga
dor Harbor headed for Safl, the next port, which was
only a few mV.es distant. At seven next momics
the barjres "were aain busy. With tbe first splash.
tLe oars alongside, Omar crawled out from under
ipper deck where be bad slept
cautiously round. . Not a soul
to the ladder and then went
on the lat step, towerer.
be ready to go back.
thins to seo a small Arab run-
great Hre-shlps when they put Into
port, so no one questioned the boy as he left. Once
ashore. Omar held his burnoose, or woolen cloak,
round him and walked boldly through the gate, and
Into the great square of the city. Here be was soon
lost in the crowds.
By and by, full of delight and suppressed merri
ment, a little "Christian" boy with, short hair, dark
eyes, and very sunburned skin was seen to emerge
from bthlnd a great pillar In the gate. Ho was
dressed in blue.
Of course It was Omar. Never in his life had he
been so thoroughly happy as now. At last ho was
really and truly free! He swaggered about the city,
happy in everything he saw and did. He bought
"THEY SNATCHED HIM UP ONTO A HORSE, AND RODE OFF INITO ?(THE WIND.
candy and cakes with spicy seeds In, and prickly
pears ard pomegranates full of melting sweetness.
It give birr, c'elightful thrills of horror to watch the
cn-ike-charirier play v.-iih the wriggling shining rep
tiks !'ro:.i the desert. Yonder was the sanJ-diviner
v. :ib bis li. tie pHe of fine red sand. p.oking a long
brov-n f.nrer into the glistening stuff, and telling
f.ii-itici-s by tbe queer littic dents he made.
In tha afternoon Omar went out of the South
Cute of tbe-city and wandered about in a wild coun
try of oitinder tukkets and errab palm. He would
try. je ihoujjh;, rrd find a little stream somevLere.
lie loved Utile brooks v.ith fishes and turtles in.
I3i:t about five miles out bo saw a cloud of dust in
the distance which grew nearer and nearer. Ho
bored it. niiflit be brl-,ani? the country was full of
the wiid, lawless creatures and he would join iberu
ni-ci grow up rerha;-.3 like tho groat Rstiui in tbe
north, the nest splendid brigand he bad ever heard
cf, a-'rt bis own pet hero.
Are brrrp.nr's it was, sure enough! Fierce fel
l. ws ir. flowing ro' es with long guns and spears,
ii.'.t iLe Uvil Eye had surely been cast upon little
Cai.r; fjr they g-illr.ned headlong up to tte brook,
b.-held hut appeared to be a Christian boy, snatch
ed h'm t'p onto a horro. cud rede off with him like
t' e w nd to a care in the clhiaat mount.
f. -i'.r cries rrd f:;'?13 0:nar kr?cw they
v" a Chrirt.'an
:.1 voiJi try to get a b:g ran?c:n
i:u:n ti-s Tij ir-s or ojui: ; . x.e iu::i.'u lu uir.i-
i . i t . i . ..... . j . v:..
E.-If wl.on be tto:j?ht cf bow angry they would be
nditi: be was only an Arab tfter all!
W'rn tLey put him dcf.a once more, he jerked
hss :i'il-3 crp off bis held. On top was tbe Isng cur
ly ;o. k that is left growing ci all little Moslem
1. y' ; ifs for Mohaumeu to p':l! them into heaven
y vh ' i tl ey die. It tumbled over Omar's ear. The
r. en s.area and stared until their eyes nearly pop
ped o; t. Not a Christian after all: No huge ran
E:)3i from a rich foreign Governnt! Only an
Arab, not worth a doren Hassani dollsrs!
I'ut wasn't he though? That remained to be seen.
The three brigand leaders went into a small tent
r!" cl at tbe side of ite cave and began to talk In
Ir-w tones, leaving Omar all alone. Ana by this time
tr.e little oLcn was really very hungry. He wished
t!: y d let h:rn go, so te could return to tbe city
1 buy Sena milk and a little honey, and some
of i-ore nice brown laes te bad sem in the
Vrerd market. True, he bad some long sticks of can
dy wrapped up in tbe bundle containing his silken
rrs and bracelets, but the brigands had taken
that from him.
By and by the three men came out of the tent and
y:t at tbe opening of Omar's cave a small dish of
rorri lge. Thick, horrid stuff U was, such as only
clave- T-.Z.& the poorest of the poor eat in Morocco.
Orrar tad to eat It tbcugi, for be was awfully hun
gry. He tee-an to think riming away and ceeinj
the world had, after all, Ecrious drawbacks he hid
never dreamed of!
That night, instead of tha toft little mattress of
h!s home, stuffed with perfumed rose-leaves, Omar
slept on the bare earth. Early next morning the
three outlaws came to him. took him by the band,
and led him out of the cave. He was. full of pains
and aches. They asked him (his name and who he
was. But Omar resolutely shook his head. If be
told, he knew they would send word to his father
that they held him a prisoner, and ask for a big
ransom; so that Sid Larbi would have to send a
great sum of money to get him back. Everybody In
Mcgador, too, would know that he ran away from
home and would laugh at his -crestfallen return. He
still hoped these brigands might let him free. He
began to fancy brigands were . greatly overrated !
A huge ugly camel with a? harem , tent propped
on lta hack came slowly round' the. side of the cave.
At a word the awkward animal i knelt, and Omar,
was placed inside the tent. V
His beautiful clothes had been 'taken away. In
cluding his Jolly little Christian suit. His earrings
and bracelets of gold and silver were gone, too. And
in place of all this he wore only a coarse, ragged
shirt, or outer garment.
Omar didnf know how long he traveled. It seem-
ed years and years' since' he had' seen the light of
day, shut up In hisfdark' tent; - though in reality it
was only two days. ' Toward sunset-on the last day
the leader of the brigands whom i Omar began to
hate by now pushed two heavy- iron bracelets
through the tent and'claaped and Rocked them on .
Omar's wrists. . ' j i
Brave as tbe hey -was, even he'searly screamed
when he saw these horrible-irons,', for he knew only
slaves wore them whilst being taken to , the mar
ket for sale.
Just es it gTew dark they came to a white city.
Omar didn't know what city it -was. They clat
tered through a great gate and wuud along dark,
narrow, empty streets. At length tbey entered a
large open square, when Omar was (taken off the
camel and huddled into a tiny thatched pen in
dark corner. Again a dish of thick- dark porridge '
was brought to him. This time he; ate it greedily,,
however, for it was tbe first food, he had tasted
Early next morning he was again led forth,
wrapped In a burnoose from head to foot, and veiled
as tbe women of tbe East are veiled, so that he
could not see where he was going. Then came I
halt, and Omar found himself in another dark pen
with many more unhappy children.
When the sun had gone down Omar's face was
uncovered. An ugly black man now seized him
roughly by the hand and pulled him forth Into the
dusk. Here he was to wait until his turn came to
be taken round for inspection by the buyers.
Tbe poor little fellow was by this time almost
completely exhausted. For the bravest and plucki
est little boy alive would surely grow faint at the
prospect of being sold as a slave. And that is what
Omar had come to. He looked wearily round him.
He was in a huge square iaclosure with many little
pens round the sides. In these the slaves were hud
dled. A narrow aisle ran down the center with an
arched roof. Here the beautifully dressed merchants
eat, some come to buy, and others to sell.
But the queerest thing was that the place looked
strangely familiar to Omar! Where was be? He
stood staring round. The square was beginning to
fill with buyers and sellers and onlookers. Twelve
dilals. or auctioneers, were already standing In a
row asking Allah's blessings cn buyers and sellers
But the man at the end on the right? Omar
knew that man! Often he had seen his ugly face in
the slave market at home In Mcgador. What was
this place, anyway? He turned to the calid next to
him and asked, and he could scarce believe his ears
when the answer came listlessly: "ifogador." Omar
stood as one dazed.
Behind him, squatting on th ground, looking
sadly around, was a ha:4sc:e and Beautifully
dressed man. By his bide sat a little girl who spoke
to Lim e&dly.
"Do you think. Father dear, we shall be able to
buy a little boy who will be as sweet and good
as Omar was? He used to take me to see his tur
tles, father. I miss my Omar so!"
"Trust in Allah, Fatima," her father replied. "VTa
"Yonder Is a nice little boy. Father." the child
went on. "See! Just there, with his back to us.
Only he's very ragged and thin and poor-lookini?.
And he has no slippers. Perhaps if he had pretty
things like Omar he'd be all right. Father."
Omar heard the little girl, and started as though
lashed with a whip. It was his little sister! He nev
er realized nntil now how she must have missed him,
and how great was the pain he must have given to
his father, Sid Larbi. What a bad toy he had been!
He turned slowly round with a beating heart,
and gazed straight into the eyes of Sid T-arbi! His
SM; ; A' y --- !
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' : ..;t' ",'"v,WAiT, Kitty ; here s 'so3p nnd water, t.- ; U;-',f;,y-J
r''WAiTj Kitty here -s soap and water,
. ',!ntM hiust -wash Votxr face:
r For the. r:zy you do -it v!th yotir pv-3 r,
v Is simply a- disgrace " ' 1 -v"
But Kitty did n't unit! J-. ; ' .
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father did not recognize fitm ml first Tit was so
changed by bis rags. But something In the little
fellow's pose told him the truth. For Omar's little
body was more erect now than In his prosdest mo
ments in the old days. Never a sob came In bis
"Omar! It's Omar!!" gasped Pld Larbi. and
rushed forward with open arras. Bat his little son
only gave him his hand In a tirht clasp, like the
little man he still was. It really railed for a su
preme effort to restrain his tears, for the big tired
eyes were dangerously near to brimming over.
"I'm all right. Father." the little fellow said. "It's
rot such fun seeing the world, after a!I. I like my
turtles and oleanders best; and the brigands weren't
kind, like Fatima and you. Let's go bonis now
and see Mother. I don't think I'll ever go roamlns
Then after breakfast Tom and I
Tut on our wraps and leggings high.
No one could stay irdore. you know.
With such a sled and such a snow!
And Fri3ky barked so furiously
To go along with Tom and me.
That we put on his cloak of blue.
All woolly warm, and took him, tOCl
n you've a sled,
new, and painted red
treet is white with tuOT
a sled can go?
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