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Synopsis of Preceding Chapters.
(Copyright, 1900, by George Horton.)
John Curtis, & joung American, who chanoes
to be In Athens at the outbreak of the Greco
Turkish war. Joins a filibustering expedition
to Crete, The little vessel Is wrecked, but
Curtis, accompanied by Lieutenant Llndbohm,
a soldier of fortune, and a native Cretan,
reach the Island safely. They arrive at a
village and are cared for by the Inhabitants.
Curtis has Injured his foot on a sea urchin.
CHAPTER m. (Continued.)
"He bids you -welcome In the name of
all Ambellaki! He has ordered you a
glass of mastlcha. Ah! here it comos
now. Tou are to stay In the priest's
house, -who will say a prayer over your
foot as soon as he gets you home."
The group was by this time surrounded
by the entire population of the town, or
as much of it as was not out in the
vineyards, or on the hills with the sheep
and the goats. Curtis rose on one leg.
"Behold the human stork," he ex
claimed in English, because he did not
know the Greek for "stork."
"What does he say?" asked the de
march. Mlchali explained the Joke at
length. "He compares himself to a
stork, because a stork usually stands on
one leg. He, being lame, and unable to
stand on both legs, rests his entire weight
on one, like a stork."
"But he does not at all resemble a
stork," objected several voices.
"They say you do not resemble a
stork," explained the interpreter.
"Oh, thanks! But I was Joking. Don't
you Cretans understand a Joke?"
"He says he is Joking, and he fears
we do not understand a Joke."
"It is a Joke, my children." cried the
deznarch, "an American Joke, and it is
the part of hospitality and politeness to
laugh," whereupon he smote the table
with his mighty palm and burst into a
roar of Olympian laughter. The con
stituency looked on in silent amazement.
"Laugh, you donkeys!" cried the de
march. "Laugh, I command you. Ara
we uncivilized like the Truks?" AnJ
he strode threateningly toward the
group, which broke in all directions ana
darted for cover. They laughed, how
ever, long and conscientiously at first,
and, ere tbey nad ceased, a genuine ring
crept into their mirth. The priest and
the demarch assisted Curtis to his tem
porary residence. On the way stock
headed boys looked out at him from
over ruined walls of adobe and cobble
stones, and, pointing their fingers, cried,
"There goes the stork!" and girls peeped
from behind doors, or pushed their bloom
ing faces through screens of trelllsed
vine, and giggled, "How are you, Mr.
Stork?"
Curtis' name was seldom asked In the
mountains of Crete. He was known and
is to this day, as Kurios Pelargos Mr.
Stork. As soon as opportunity presented
he made a new head in his notebook ana
entered the following observation:
"Character of the modern Cretans. 2.
Extraordinary sense of humor."
CHAPTER IV.
The house of Papas-ilalecko Nicolaldes
consisted of three rooms, two down
stairs and one above. Curtis was glv-
en a seat upon an antique couch with a
wooden frame, upon whose high back was
carved the date, 1BS5. Papas-Melecko's
father-in-law had received it In that year
as part of his wife's dowry, and had
given it in turn to his own daughter. It
was a highly prized possession.
A trunk studded with brass-headed
nails, several low wooaen stools and a
bureau completed the furniture of the
apartment.
The priest brought a stool for Curtis'
foot, and lifted the wounded member
tenderly thereon. The windows and doom
were darkened by the wondering popula
tion. Two or three leading citizens pushed
through into the room and commenced
talking In chorus. All gesticulated wild
ly. Llndbohm, knelt down by the foot
and begged to move tHe stocking.
"I know something of medicine," he
Bald. "Do I hurt you?"
"Go on," replied Curtis; "that" s a mere
detail."
Llndbohm poked the puffy sole here and
there until his patient gave a Jump, as
when the dentist finds a nerve,
"There it is," cried Curtis. "There's
something in it!"
Further examination discovered the
head of black sliver, whph, after sev
eral attempts with a penknife blade and
his thumbnail, the lieutenant succeeded
in extracting. The curiosity of the
throng that now packed the room almost
to suffocation found expression in a
storm of volubility. The sliver was passed
from hand to hand. Curtis thought he
detected again and again the syllables,
"many, many." He forgot they were
speaking Greek.
"Do they say there are others?" he
asked.
"No," replied Mlchali; "they say kai
mene,' which means poor fellow!"
"Oh, tell 'em it's nothing. Just a sliver
in my foot. I'll be all right In an hour."
"On the contrary, I regret to say that
you a sore foot may have during two or
three weeks. It is a spine of the achi
noos." "Oh, the sea hedgehog. Is It poison
ous?"
"Not exactly poisonous, but It will make
much irritation. You should have spoken
of him Immediately, then it would not
have been so bad. Did it not hurt very
bad?"
"Why it hurt some, of course, but I
thought I had scratched my foot upon a
stone. I wasn't going to delay the game
for a little scratch.'
"Well, by Jupiter!" cried Llndbohm,
"you Americans have plenty of graveL"
"Plenty of what?"
"Plenty of graveL Isn't that what
you say? I heard that expression once."
"Perhaps you mean sand?"
"Maybo it is. "At any rate, you'e cot
it"
At this moment a tremendous hubbub
arose. The demarch lunged through the
crowd, and throwing his constituents to
right and left, made way for the entry
of an old woman, who stabbed the ground
at every step with a long, quivering staff.
She was bent like the new moon, and
her wrinkled skin was the color of a mild
cigar. In her left hand she held a whisp
of dried herbs. The cries of relief and
Joy which her presence evoked reminded
Curtis of the arrival of a tardy fire en
gine. "Who's this?" he asked.
"She is the wise woman," replied MI
chalL "She will put something on the
foot that will cure aim very quick."
Her orders delivered in a shrill-voice,
resulted In the immediate production of
warm water., a towel and a basin. The
old woman made the sign of the cross
- th foot. She then washed it. ap
nspeakableliirk
f2 ZZzte Zfie Gro-TZMsi vr
plied the leaves and bound them on with
rags.
"That does feel nice," said Curtis.
"How much ought I to offer her?"
"Money?" asked Mlchali.
"Yes, of course."
"Nothing, nothing. She would be
what you call him? She would suffer in
her feelings. You are the guest of the
village. Bid me to thank her for you."
"Sure. Tell her she's a regular old
brick. Tell her my own mother couldn't
have done it better."
"Ah, that. yes. I do not know what
Is that brick, but the mother will
make her very glad."
Micball evidently k&ew what to say, for
she patted Curtis' head affectionately.
and tears ran down her cheeks.
"She says she had "'three boys, all big,
strong fellows like you, and the Turks
have killed them all," explained, Ml
chali. "Yes," replied Curtis, "I understand
the most of that myself. She speaks
very plain.
The demarch now made a brief speech,
which resulted in clearing the house.
As the Ambellakians retired, a merry
voice shouted:
"Perastika, JCurle Pelarge!" (May you
recover soon, Mr. Stork) and all took up
the refrain, shouting the syllables over
and over, amid great laughter. To Ml
chall's unbounded delight, Curtis cried
"Eucharisto!" CThanks.)
"That was splendid," said Mlchali,
when all had left except himself, Llnd
bohm, the demarch and Papas-Malecko,
"How did you understand what they
have said?"
"I studied modern Greek in college
and used to practice on the Greeks m
Boston. But I don't understand hardly
anything. I'm disgusted with myself.
I said 'Eucharisto' because it was the
only word I could think of."
"Oh. you are too modest. You an
swered exactly right. They said, May
you get well soon, Mr. Stork,' and you
answered, Thank you, thank you.' "
Curtis took from his pocket a book,
badly damaged by the bath which it had
received when he had Jumped for his lire
from the Ill-fated Holy Mary, but still
serviceable.
"This is a new method. Just out," he
explained, holding it up to view. "Oh, I
shall be talking In a day or two I lose
confidence when there are so many peo
pie together. They all gabble at once,
and I can't understand a. word."
The demarch and the priest examined
with great reverence the copy of Ran
gave's excellent method.
Their ideas of books were chiefly as
sociated with the Holy Scriptures and
the, "Lives of the Saints." The Mayor
crossed himself devoutly but the priest
refrained. He had heard that there
were profane books.
Evening was now at hand and a girl
came in. bringing two lighted candles
In tall brass candlesticks. She was the
maiden whom the shipwrecked stran
gers had first seen standing on the edge
of the precipice, with the water Jug on
her shoulder. Her height was rather
greater than that of the ordinary
woman, her figure wis both slender and
athletic. There was something antique
and statuesque in her attitude now, as
she advanced, holding the two tall can
dlesticks. Papas-Malecko introduced
her as his daughter and Mlchali ""ex
plained. She smiled sweetly and replied
with charming graclousness of manner
that the strangers were welcome. There
was no simpering or coyness. She de
meaned herself with the modest cour
age of innate nobility and innocence.
The false standards of so-called civiliza
tion were unknown to her. She was a
daughter of the democracy of the moun
tains. In her theory of the world all
women were virtuous, and all men, ex
cept Turks, were gentlemen and heroes.
When Curtis heard her speak Greek, he
redoubled his resolve to perfect himself
in the language without delay. He even
framed a sentence with which to ad
dress her, but a certain shyness, the
fear of exciting laughter in those beau
tiful eyes through some mistake In ac
cent or grammar, deterred him.
Llndbohm, as soon as he comprehend
ed that he was. being presented to the
mistress of the house, brought his heels
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MICHAXI EVIDEXTLY KNEW WHAT TO SAY, FOR SHE PATTED CURTIS
HEAD AFFECTIONATELY. '
together, and. bowing low, lifted her
hand to his lipn. It was a knightly and
courtler-like act, that clothed him in
dignity despite the shrunken and salt
lncruated Prince Albert and the gro
tesque remnants of shoes. Panayota
flushed like a peony and looked -inquiringly
at Michall.
"It is the custom among the gentle
men in his country,"" replied the young
patriot, who had read of similar scenes
in foreign romances. "He salutes you
as though you were a queen."
"It is a beautiful custom," said the
demarch. "But in not the American
also a gentleman?" for Curtis, rising
with difficulty on one leg, had shaken
Panayota cordially by the hand.
"O, the Americans are great demo
crats," replied Mlchali. "This is a royal
salute, you know, and they know noth
ing about such things."
The beautiful young girl brought In a
tablecloth and spread it on the floor.
The demarch stepped to the door, and.
calling a young boy from the street,
said something to him in a low tone.
A noisy but good-natured discussion
immediately arose between the Mayor
on the one hand and Panas-M&lecko
and his daughter on the other. The
priest, darting from the door, called the
boy back; the Mayor, Kur Nlkolakl,
seizing Llndbohm's cane, threatened the
boy with it and pushed the -priest back
into the house.
Panayota. protested laughingly, calling
upon the virgin and crossing herself.
"What's the row, anyway? asked
Curtis, to hla great disgust, not being
able to catch enough words from the
rapidly spoken sentences to be quite
sure of their meaning Panayota's
enunciation was more clear-cut and dis
tinct than that of the others, and from
what she said he concluded that the
Mayor was ordering food from his cafe,
a proceeding which the priest and his
daughter good-naturedly resented, as a
reflection on their own hospitality.
"Seems like a quarrel between church
and state," observed Curtis.
Mlchali explained the remark, easily
understood in Greek, and the Mayor,
shouting great thunder claps of laugh
ter, patted Curtis on the back and cried,
"Bravo! bravo!"
Panayota placed on the cloth, a huge
loaf of brown bread, a plate of black
oUves and a Jug of water. The Spha
klotes do not take kindly to wine. But
the feast was not yet comp ete; a young
man entered, bearing a large bowl of
brown earthenware, filled with "some
thing that emitted a cloud of fragrant
steam; and a plate containing ar large
chunk of white balva. These he de
posited upon the tablecloth, and Pana
yota, with a graceful wave of the hand,
and a dazzling smile that flashed from
her white teeth and beamed in her
great brown eyes, cried Oreeste." The
demarch sat down upon the floor, cross
ing his legs under him. The priest laid
his hand upon Llndbohm's shoulder, and
pointed to the spread. The Swede sat
down as awkwardly and as many Jolnt
ediy as a camel. The floor seemed far
away to him, and when he had finally
reached it, do what he could with his
legs, his knees persisted In rising on a
level with his ears. Curtis slid his lame
foot along "until he was sitting on the
floor with his bock against the sofa. The
Cretans made the sign of the cross,
which corresponds with our blessing,
and Panayota, who was standing meek
ly by as serving maid, distributed four
forks among the five diners. There not
being enough to go around, the demarch
unsheathed a long knife whose silver
mounted handle ended broadly, with
two flaring ears, not unlike the butt of
an Arab's gun. Cutting the bread, with
this, he Impaled a bounteous portion
and offered It to Curtis, who took it from
the point, saying, "Eucharisto polo, Ku
rle Demarche" (Many thanks, Mr. May
or.) Bravo, bravo!" cried Micha'i, "you're
getting on. At this rate you will speak
Greek by tomorrow better than I do!"
"This is truly wonderful," observed
the priest, and asked Curtis, slowly and
distinctly, "How many years have you
bsen in Greece?"
"He says" began Mlchali.
"Hold on, old man, I understand
him." interrupted Curtis, and he replied,
slowly but correctly in Greek:
"I have been hero only two weeks."
"This is a miracle," roared the de
march. "We shall make a Cretan of
you; but let us begin eating." and spear
ing a piece of bread with his knife he
dipped It into the soup.
"You must do as I do.!, eald Mlchali,
dipping his own chunk and eating it
from his fork. "This Is lenten soup
black-eyed beans cooked with oil. Over
this was the contest betwen church and
state. The Mayor's cook makns fa
mous lenten soup and Kur Nlkolakl
wished to send for some, b it Papas-Malecko
desired the dinner himself to fur
nish. "Kalo (good)T' asked tho Mayor, hold
ing a huge chunk of dripping bread sus
pended midair over the bowl.
"He asks you is it good?" explained
Mlchali to Llndbohm.
"Kalo? kalo?" repeated Kur Nlkola
kl. "Kalo," replied Llndbohm.
A medium of general communication
was now established. Papas-Malecko and
Kur Nlkolakl with nearly every bite
smiled upon Curtis and Llndbohm and
asked "Kalo?" and they both replied,
"Kalo, kalo."
After dinner the demarch departed, tak
ing Mlchali with him and 'Panayota
made up the bed on the floor for Curtis
and Llndbohm. She brought In a mat
tress from outdoors, which somewhat mys
tified Curtis until be remembered that
the stone stairway to the upper regions
W88 built on the outside of the house.
She laid a sheet on the mattress and
a quilt with a Bheet sewed to it In such
a manner that the end was doubled over
and bore the letters, beautifully embroid
ered, for Panayota Nicolaldes.
CHAPTER V.
Curtis was confined to his room four
days with the foot, which time he de
voted assiduously to the method. As mod
ern Greek is now taught in our leading
colleges, ne already knew the grammar
fairly well. He could decline the nouns
and conjugate the verbs, of course, and
possessed a fair general vocabularly. What
he falledrln was the names of the practi
cal objects of ordinary use, and in pro
nunciation. The average French scholar,
who knows tho words for virtue, love
and cabbage, but wfc could sot cpeak
of a stump, a lamp-chloney or a dande
lion to save bis lift, will comprehend
hla difficulty.
On the fifth day he wa able, with the
aid of & rustic crutch, to get down to the
demarch's cafe. Mlchali assisted him as
he hobbled down the stony street, his
lame foot clumsily bundled Jn rags and
swinging In the air. lindhobonm strode on
ahead, instinctively making sword-like
passe3 with the rattan cane. The latter'a
appearance had been much dignified by the
assumption of a swashbuckling- pair of
yellow boots. He had been repeatedly
offered a Cretan, fez, but ha clung with
Inexplicable affection to the shapeless and
uneasy straw, still tethered to his but
tonhole. "Behold!" cried Michall, as they reached
a turn in the street whence pie view was
unobstructed over the'tops of the house.
"Yonder is the ravino where we came "up.,
and there Is the sea. You will hardly
find a village in all Greece from which
the sea la not visible.
The village, on this framrant and dewy
Spring morning, was peaceful and Idyllic.
Curtis drew a long breath into his lungs,
and, closing his eyes, imagined himself
In ancient Arcadia. On the balconies of
the neatly whitewashed houses pots of
basil and begonia had been set out; and
formed green patches against the white.
Here and there an almond tree in full
bloom dispensed wide sweetness, or shook
its snowy petals to the breeze. 'The site
of the town was so uneven that it seemed
possible to step from the threshold of
some of the dwellings on to the red
tiled roofs of others'. There was water
everywhere. 8ometlxnea it ran through
wooden troughs and sometimes it darted
down clear byways worn In the blue rock.
They walked beside a wall, on which was
an aqueduct, and they heard tho water
gurgling above their heads.
The demarch was standing In the door
of his cafe. A single grape vine, spreading
out on a frame, supported by two posts
and the wall, made a panoply above his
head. The leaves were new, and were
as pale green as young frogs. Kurios
Nlkolakl was an imposing figure, and
doubtless felt his position In the com
munity, combining as he did in one per
son the important functions of Mayor,
grocer, saloon keeper and banker. He
stood now, with his hairy hands crossed
over his seml-sphcrlcal stomach, watching
the advent of his guests and smiling be
nignly. As" Curtis glanced at the tall
ellow boots, the voluminous breeches,
the double-breasted vest wjth woolen balls
for buttons, the hakish fez, he thought
for the first time slqce landing in Crete
of his camera. Tht haJ gone down
with the Holy Maryi, The demarch was
clean-shaven, with the. exception of his
gray mustache, and .his, shirtsleeves were
fresh from the iron. His cheeks were
florid with good living and he would have
been a comely man save for the fact
that his lower lids "had fallen a little,
disclosing a red andf raw looking spot
under each eye. "
"Welcome! welcomeV' he cried, as the
party arrived. "How.'fs Mr. Stork? And
the Lleutonant? And Kur Michall? And
where Is the Church this 'morning? Why
did you not bring 'him along, that he
might take a drink of cognac with the
State?"
"I am very well' .replied Curtis in
Greek. "We did nofc bring the Church,
because we did not see ,hlm."
Curtis had made great progress In Pana
yota's language during his brief stay, as
he had lost no opportunity of practice.
He had found the -girl very willing to
talk with him and npt a little interested
in his efforts to acquire fluency In her
native tongue. He had also made this
discovery, which pleased him greatly, that
the Greek of these 3turdy mountaineers
was easier for him than that of Athens,
as It possessed a more archaic flavor.
"Marvelous! Marvelous!" shouted the
demarch. "Your progress Is wonderful. I
observe It every day.'-
"Ah, this is comfortbalo,' said Curtis,
sitting on a bench with his back against
the plane tree. "Are all tho Cretan
villages as pretty as this?"
"Some are much more beautiful," cried
Mlchali. "That Is, those which the Turks
have not destroyed. But this village Is
not so easy for them, to reach. You sea
how hard It Is from the sea to come. And
behold, we have all around us a circle of
mountains."
"An enemy couldn't get In at all,"
said Llndbohm, casting an experienced
eye about. He was striding nervously to
and fro, fencing with an imaginary oppo
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nent.
"Yes, one way. There Is, what you call
It a cut In the hill"'
"A ravine," suggested Curtis.
"Yes, I t'ink so. A ravine, very deep
and very crooked. "But the shepherds
watch him all the time."
The conversation did not progress rap
idly, because Greek politeness demanded
that Michall translate every word for the
demarch, whose own remarks, moreover,
It was necessary to turn m:o English.
"Would you like to see the Inside of
my store?" asked the latter, a lull In the
conversation making; blm reel that he
must do something for the entertainment
of his guests. Michall had again de
scribed the shipwreck, , tne English had
been denounced as barbarians, worse than
the Turks, and the demarch had told a
story of a famous battle in which 30 Cre
tans slew 200 Mahometans, on which occa
sion he himself had led the victorious
party. There seemed to be nothing elso
to talk about.
"I have somo very fine pictures Inside,'
said the mayor. "Come Lieutenant, Kur
StorkMichall."
"But the pictures?', sajd Curtis, when
they had entered, hoping that his host
possessed a collection of Byzantine, or
perhaps Venetian works of art. Mr. Nlk
olakl glanced about the room and waved
his hand majestically.,
"They are hanging on the walls," he
replied.
Borrowing Llndbohm's cane, he made
the circuit of the room, pointing to the
wretched prints that were hung high
up, close to the ceiling
"This," he explained, "is Marco Bot
saris, a famous Greek patriot of the war
of Independence. Have, you ever heard
of him?" '
"Heard of him!" cried Curtis.
"And this is All Pasha," continued the
Mayor, "with his heao m the lap of his
favorite wife. He llvd at Janlna. He
was finally killed, as he deserved to be.
He terrified Albania, Epirus and a part
of Macedonia, but -the Suliotes he could
not terrify. Their women preferred to
die rather than submit to Turks." Kur
Nlkolakl was reciting, arter the manner
of a lecturer, one of, those glorious inci
dents in modern Greek history which
all Greeks know by heart.
"Why do you go to Bull for an example
of heroism?" cried Mlchali, springing to
his feet, his eyes blazing with excite
ment. "He will tell you of the deeds of
the brave Sullote women, and how they
blew themselves up' with their own
powder, or have danced, singing, over
the edge of one cliff, to save their honor.
Why shall he not tell rather of the Con
vent of Arkadie?" '
"Ah, certainly, certainly, tell them of
Arkadie," cried the demarch, catching the
name.
"It was Mustapha, Pasha," continued
Michall. speaking rapldlyi despite his un
famlllarlty with English. His fists were
clenched, and he Jerked out the words
by nervously smiting, the air, as though
beating on an Invisible table.
"He had come with-very many Turks
to Rethymo. He kills, he burns. The
women, many of thcrrf pregnant, and the
small children, they 'cannot climb over
the hills and sleep on the rocks. They
take asylum In the Monastery of Arkadie,
on south side Mount Ida. The old men
go, too. Mustapha he puts cannon on
mountains all around &nd fires down from
above. By and by, he i)ea.ts down the
walls, and his army iusn Into 'the court.
He say 'Yield. The women, the old men,
the friars, they say "No, we die!' and
they shoofrom theWiridows. O, they
kill verv many Turks. . .Then Mustapha
bring In his cannon'and he commence
shoot at walls of building. Pretty soon
he will make a holeV Fr. Gabriel, the
Hegoumenos, he sea this: Ho shout
through the roar of the cannon: ShaIl
we 'die, my children, or shall we yield?
They say all together, We shall die.' "
Llndbohm was striding up and down be
fore the speaker. The demarch still held
the rattan cane, but the Lieutenant was
making home thrusts with his closed fist.
"Fr. Gabriel he stretch out his arms.
They all fall on their knees, the women,
the children, the old men. The He
goumenos blesses them; he say, 'Father,
into thy hands I commit these souls!'
Then ho goes down, cellar. They know
where he gone. The women hug their
babies tight and begin to sing the hymn
of liberty, and the men. Join in. They
are all looking to the sky and chant
ing1 and Michall sang:
From th bonsa of the Greeks Bpsprlnclns,
Who died that we might b free,
And the strength of thy strong- youth brlnxlng
Hall, Liberty! Hall to thee!
"Every moment a bullet comes through
and kills somebody, but they know noth
ing how except the song, 'Hall Liberty
Then the wall falls and In rush the Turks
and begin to kill, when 'boom' the powder
magazine roars like one gun, and all are
dead Greeks, Turks, all dead. Ah! all
dead together 200 Turks!"
But the demarch, not understanding all
this, was unable to enter fully into the
enthusiasm of the others. He was anx
ious to continue with his picture gallery.
"This," he said, "is the Lordus Bee
ron, who, being descended from the an
cient Greeks, cama over to this country to
fight for his native land."
Curtis, despite his enthusiasm for By
ron, did not rise. He had seen that wood
cut before in Athens. It represented the
youthful poet wearing a brass cavalry
helmet with a sublime plume. This is the
Byron honored among the uneducated
classes in Greece, who know him as sol
dier and not as poet. With nodding plume
and warlike eye he frowns terribly down
from tho dingy walls of a thousand khans
and wayside Inns. In this apotheosis he
no longer holds high converse with Shel
ley and Tom Moore, he hobnobs with Yp
sllantl, Bozzorls and Admiral Mlauoulls.
"This," continued Kur Nlkolakl, "is the
most beautiful woman In the world. I
have never found any one who knew her
name, but all agree that she Is a Greek
probably a Sphaklote."
Llndbohm and Michall gazed earnestly
at the cheap engraving, but no name was
visible. Curtis arose, and, placing his
hand on the Mayor's shoulder, hopped
across the room.
"An American actress, by Jove!" he ex
claimed. "She's a beauty. Indeed, but
she's an American, old man." And in
Greek to the Mayor: "She's an American
ah I can't think of the word for 'act
or.' Michall tell him her picture is to be
found in every nook and cranny of the
civilized globe. I can't say 'nook and
'cranny in Greek."
CHAPTER VI.
"Hello," cried Llndbohm, "what's the
hubbub?"
It was the morning of the 2d of May.
Curtis and his two friends were sitting
in the Mayor's Cafe, partaking of muddy
black coffee, served in tiny cdps.
Noisy voices, as of an increasing and
excited throng were audible. Mlchali,
the Mayor and the Swede rushed to the
door, but were almost immediately swept
back Inside on the crest of an angry 'hu
man wave. Two or three tall young
shepherds, with long crooks In their left
hands and with hairy cloaks thrown over
their shoulders, were flinging their fists
in the air and shouting hoarsely. Papas
Malecko, fully as tall as they, and loom
ing above them by the height of his
priest's hat, was flourishing angrily a bit
of letter paper, and evidently attempting
to out yell them. His head was thrown
back and hl3 great black beard. Jerked
by his rapidly moving chin, twitched and
danced upon his breast. Every moment
more men, women and children crowded
into the cafe, until the Interior became
thronged to suffocation. Curtis seized the
little table that stood before him firmly
with both hands and pulled it over his
lame foot.
The Demarch, clambering upon a bench,
shouted and gesticulated, evidently for
order. His efforts at first unavailable,
at length resulted In partial quiet, and
he began to speak. He finished and
stepped down. Then one of the shep
herds Jumped upon the improvised plat
form. Ho was no orator, but with few
and hesitating words, told his story. But
this was evidently a case where facts
were eloquent, for his voice was soon
drowned in an unextinguishable roar, in
the midst of which Papas-Malecko sprang
upon another bench and commenced to
speak, still shaking the bit of paper.
Silence again fell. Curtis could unfC'
stand scarcely anything. Each of the
speakers talked so rapidly that the words
seemed all Joined together Into one word
of Interminable length. Besides, In their
excitement, they wero screaming one mo
ment and talking In a hoarse guttural
the next. He only knew that he was
listening to an outburst of wild, crude
eloquence the eloquence of passion the
exaltation of righteous Indignation. When
the priest had finished he tore the paper
Into little bits, and threw them into the
air with thumbs and fingers extended
like the ribs of a fan, the Creek gesture
of a curse.
, "Na!" he cried.
In the moment of silence, of evident
perplexity, which followed, Curtis arose
and, seizing Mlchali firmly by the shoul
der, pulled him nearer.
"What In Heaven's name Is all this?"
he asked.
"Bad, very bad," replied the Cretan.
"Kostakes Effendl. with 250 men, has two
villages destroyed on other side of moun
tain .and kill many people. He write let
ter and say we send him Panayota, the
priest's daughter, for his harem he go
'way. If no, he come through the pass,
burn, kilL"
Curtis sank upon the seat and stared
dumbly at the broad back of the villager
Just before him. It expanded into the
front of a whitewashed cottage, with a
laughing Greek girl standing beneath a
porch of vines. She had soft, brown hair.
"IT WAS MUSTAPHA PASHA" CONTINUED MICHALI.
largo brown eyes and. a low, broad fore
head. As he looked, a frightened expres
sion crept into the eyes, and slie turned
them upon him appeallngly.
"By God, they shan't have herl" he
cried aloud, smiting the table with, his
fist. Rising wl&out thinking of his foot,
he began to shout the situation excitedly
into Llndbohm's ear. Tho latter listened
with apparent stolidity, but, making a
thrust with the Imaginary Bword, punched
the broad back viciously with his fist.
Another of the shepherds mounted the
bench. Papas-Malecko surged through the
crowd and shook his fist at the speaker.
This last orator was about 40 years of
age. sturdy and florid. He had small,
keen eyes and a conciliatory manner.
"What does he say?" asked Llndbohm
of Mlchali.
"He say send the girl. We have but lit
tle ammunition, few guns. Kostakes Ef
fendl have plenty men, plenty guns. Bet
ter one suffer than all. Kostakes, he
say Is no genuine Turk, anyway. His
mother was a Greek he probably marry
the girl."
Then an unexpected thing happened.
The orator was haying a visible effect on
a portion of his audience. He was dis
persing the patriotic exaltation of the
weaker-minded, and was causing even
the boldest- to feel the hopelessness of
their condition. At this critical moment
the Norseman, who had grown deadly
pale, gave way to frenzy. He threw the
listening throng to right and left as eas
ily as though he were walking through
a field of tall wheat. Reaching the bench
of the astonished orator, he kicked it
from under him. The Cretan sprang to
his feet and drew his knife. Llndbohm
seized tho uplifted wrist and twisted it
until the weapon fell to the floor. Then
i he savagely hustled the orator through
I the crowd, too astonished to interfere, to
the door, the entire throng surging into
the open air after him. Curtis forgot his
foot, but was sharply reminded of it by
putting It on the floor in his eagerness
to follow. When he finally reached the
door, Llndbohm was bounding merrily
after the escaping coward, beating him
over the back with his own staff. Soma
of the Cretans were laughing and others
were shouting "Bravb!"
"He -lll go to Join the Turks," said
Michall to Curtis.
"That's where he ought to be," replied
the American.
(To be continued.)
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