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MEDFORD MAIL TRIE UNI!, MEPFORI), OREGON, SUNDAY, APRIL 2, 1933.
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flTNOPBlB: Juet in time fo pw
mit Uaior Napoleon Riccoli'e be
trayinq both France and the Said
ot Uelcaxten. Colonel Le Sage 0
the French Secret Service etepe in.
Be capluree Hiccoli a tew momente
before Ricoolt planned to eeiee the
citadel of Ifekaeeen then to betray
the Kaid and eeixe nim Note Le
Sage and hie poeee at loyal men of
the Foreign Legion from Riecoll'e
command iealt In the audience
chamber tor the Raid, who plane,
in hie turn, to capture and torture
he Baoc
Chapter 45
THE TRAP IS SPRUNG
A SOUND. The turning of a key In
the lock.
The door opened, and the Great
Kald. Haroun Abd'aJlah Karlm
tood In the doorway.
He entered the room, and, Ilka a
following ihadow, the giant negro,
Ibrahim the Lion, stooping through
the six-toot doorway, followed his
master. Behind him eamn the Kald'e
confidential scribe.
Softly the door closed behind him,
and Le Sage suppressed a sigh of
relief.
Intent upon his victim, the Kald
noticed not the absence of his trust
ed Vizier, and. In the noise of his
booming speech, the faint, almost
Inaudible sound of a turning, wall
oiled key, was lost.
Seating himself on the throne, his
bodyguard and secretary behind
him, the Kald smiled again.
"Aselamu, alelkuml" he boomed.
"How la your health? Well? That
Is welL We would hare you get the
fullest enjoyment from such life as
may remain to you by the Qraca of
Allah, the Merciful, the Compassion
ate."
Le Sage bowed and seated him
elf. "I trust that Allah the Merciful,
the Compasslonato, will not only
give the Great Kald many long
years of health, but to me at least
an equal number In which I may
know that he Is or safe where no
enemy can reach him, and . . ."
Leaning back upon his throne, hla
great Jewelled sword across his
knees, the Kald gave rent to his
bumor In his great roaring laugh
for which bo was not only famous,
but feared. '
And scarcely had that leonine
roar of dreadful laughter begun be
fore there was another roar, a shout.
- ory In cockney English.
"My Gawd I Jt's '1ml It's Mm I
a Sailor Harris sprang to his feet
" 'B 'ung mj chum on the 'ooksl
. And, leaping the settee aa he
ahouted, Ballo,' Harris, bis fixed bay
onet, at the charge, rushed upon the
Kald.
Evan aa Le Sage sprang to his
feet, tbe madman lunged and drove
the long lean bayonet through the
beart-ot the Kald.
"Take that, you bloody torturer,"
shouted the mad Harris, as be drew
forth bis bayonet and stabbed again.
"Ready," ahouted Le Sage, strik
ing Ibrahim tbe Lion on the aide of
the head wid all hla strength, as
tbe latter stooped to seise the Raid's
sabre.
Aa Ibrahim staggered and almost
fell Otbo leaped upon blm, bringing
blm to the ground, while William
Bossum, with excess ot teal, gave
the unfortunate scribe so heavy a
right-bander on tbe point of bis Jaw
that be oraabed to the ground and
lay as one dead.
In a momont Ibrahim the Lion
ilghed, relaxed, closed hla eyes and
lay still.
"WelL my man," said Le Sage,
turning to tbe panting Sailor Har
ris, "you solved a problem with
tba bayonet. What were your or
ders?" "I forgot meself. Sir," panted
Bailor Harris. " 'H laughed like that
'When 'e killed my chum an' tortured
me. 'E'd have 'ad you on the 'ooka,
Blr."
: "What were your ordera?"
j "I see red, sir. I went mad when
I 'aard Mm laugh."
"We'll call It that, then; mad
ness. All right, now?"
"Yes, sir."
; Suddenly there was a swift, tre
mendous awlrl ot struggling hu
manity. Ibrahim tba Lion had auddenly
drawn up his legs, flexed his mighty
arms, abot out hla feet, sent flying
the man whose bayonet was at hie
throat, crashed together the heads
ot the men who held bis arms, and
struggled free.
Leaping like a man ot India
rubber to hla feet, he snatchy bis
master's sword and sprang at Le
Sage. Ere the great shining blade
oould descend, and cleave Lc Sage's
skull, Otho struck?
With his bare fist ha drove a
tremendous well-timed smashing
blow between tbe giant's eyes, driv
ing blm staggering back.
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Springing In, Otho crashed In a
left and right, trove a tremendous
right at the negro'a mark, and, with
his left seized the wrist ol bis
sword-hand and tell aa his toot
slipped on the marble floor.
Ibrahim the Lion wrenched tree
hla sword-hand, and whirled up the
sabre, once more to try to decapi
tate a man.
Otho flung up his arm to guard
his head, and Sailor Harris again
sprang.
"You too, you bloody beast," be
roared, as he lunged.
Ibrahim, a lion 10 the last, fell
unconscious beside the master for
whom he bad lived, and from whom
he had received nothing but per
mission to live.
"Thanks, Harris," whispered Otho,
as he rose.
Le Sage gave directions for the
scribe, who still appeared to be
unconscious, to be bound and
gagged.
"We'll come back here after
wards," said he, and then struck
tour double knocks upon the door,
with tbe butt of the pistol bo bad
taken from Rlccoll.
. "All's well," said La Sage, as
Mallgnl stood In the doorway.
But with the Benor Pedro Mallgnl,
obviously ail was not well.
Trembling from head to foot, with
tears streaming down his cbeoks,
with shaking, clutching hands and
broken voice, he Implored Le Sage'a
Instant help.
What's wrong, man? Pull your
self together," urged Le Sage.
What Is It? Has Langeac . . .?"
"My son, my son," wept Mallgnl,
"Come quickly, Colonel. Something
terrible bas happened. Hassan al
Mlskeen Is trying to tell me some
thing about Jules and IUIaul. One
ot them has killed the otbei, and 1
fear It Is my son who la dead."
And so great was the grief and
horror of Hassan el Mlskeen that
be, too, even dared to pluck at Le
Sage's sleeve, ,
"Ralsul, the Raid's son This
way?" asked Le Sage, In Arabic.
And tbe dumb slave, darting for
ward, turned and beckoned, dumbly
calling Le Sage on, at does a dog
that would lead Its master to some,
tragic spot.
Le Saga hung In doubt for but a
second.
Were these Mallgnls In league
with Ralsul?
"The Kald Is dead, long live the
Kald?"
Had Pedro Mallgnl known that
Ralsul was hiding In Mallgnl's roord,
that day, during their quiet little
private talk? A plot, a plant to show
Ralsul, the Rising Star, bow the
clever and faithful Mallgnl bad
fooled and caught the French of
ficer who pretended to be a German
friend and ally?
"Lead on In front of me, Mallgnl,"
he said, and gave the Senor Pedro
Mallgnl a gentle push with the
muzzle of his cocked revolver.'
Yes, yes, come on," cried Ma
llgnl, and Le Sage decided that the
man's state was genuine, and that
he waa In the grip of a most power
ful emotion sweating, weeping,
trembling with horror, fear and
grief.
Hassan el- Mlskeen at length
brought the party to a low horse
shoe doorwaj, from which a atone
stair wound up In the thickness of
tbe wall, and ended In another low
doorway which gave upon a lofty
battlement, bathed In brilliant moon-
right.
Rushing forward, Hassan el Mls
keen dashed, pointing and gibber
ing, to where a rope, looped round
an embrasure-upright, dangled down
the wall.
Craning through an embrasure.
Le Sage daw that the "one JuBt
reached to a small balcony that
Jutted out from the wall a dozen
feet below.
"El Sidl Ralsul?" he asked of
Hassan who, with violent nodding of
the head, stabbed downward with
his pointing flngor.
"Down there, Is he? You saw him
go down the rope?"
More violent gesticulations and
noddlngs ot the head.
"And my son. Jules ... my only
son?" cried tho distraught Mallgnl
In a voice ot anguish.
"Bell6me," said Le Sage. "You
know Ralsul by sight Here's your
chance. Down you go, man, and get
him tor me. Qet him, alive or dead,
and I'll ..."
"Yes, sir, alive or dead," and
whipping his bayonot from his rifle,
Otho sheathed It stood his rifle
against the wall, and, gripping the
repe tightly with bands and legs,
slid down It to the balcony below,
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The Infant son of Mr. and Mrs.
Tom Caster, Dean Clarence, born In
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family lived In t,ne Arglee Oreen
home, passed away March 34 In Med
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and visited. They presented Mrs. 8.
W. Hutchinson with a beautiful
hand embroidered pair ot pillow
cases In appreciation of the use ot
her home. There were 20 Grange
ladies and eight guests present.
Mr. and Mrs. W. Hugbes of Rose
burg left for home Wednesday after
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Mrs. Lizzie Nicholson of Ashland
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having lived here many years ago.
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Mr. and Mrs. Boyd Tucker left for
Ashland Thursday to be with bis
mother and brother through toe
coming summer. Friends here hope
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slds. They are going into business
with Mrs. Hutchlnsons parents, Mr.
and Mrs. James Ogdon. Their many
friends hers are wishing them suc
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