New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 30, 1930, Page 18

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 30, 1930. DAGGER by Mary Dall“)e;-g Synopsis: Her love twice thwart- ed by death, Dagger Marley, niece .of a Texas ramchman, seeks peace on a trip abroad. Her first love, Blaine Howard, was Kkilled on the Western Front in France. Her sec- ‘end, Captain John Vaneering, war ace, whom she married, .died in an | airplane crash. In Paris Dagser | meets the Duc de Pontoise, a| F'rench nobleman who also falls in | ‘love with her, but she rej proposal of marriage. She cherishes | the memory 6f Howard, even moré than that of her dead husband, and rhsolves to follow around the wprld the route of a pilgrimage he | made, seeking from friends in| Africa, China and India the answer | to the riddle of life. The first, Sidi! Marut, an Arab, she finds in Al-] giers. He promises to let her kno\\" soon whether he will comply with | her request to be taken into the desert to learn the tcachings of his peaple. Chapter 28 DAGGER JOINS A dARAVAN Dagger heard from the Sidi on the very mext day. A messenger appeared at her hotel, and delivered this eryptic message in broken French: bdul-el-Bedawi, the| swordsmith, sends word that the| blade the Lalla requested will not be ready until the chehere next| coming.” | Plainly, whatever preparations h had to make would require this| much time, and Dagger set herself | to find entertainment and diversion for its duration. Being restles soon exhausted the attractions Algiers, and journeyed hither and thither at will, choosing her direc- tion arbitrarily in accor ce with what she was told she might expect in certain places. She whiled away the interval as | best she could, visiting corners that had escaped her. playing bridge | with a success which drew atten- | tion she disliked, writing a long letter to Uncle Jim, who had cabled | petulantly, inquiring when she | planned t& come home. “Don’t hold it against me, dear,” she wrote to the old man, “but per- haps I won't cver come back. T Lave an itch for the out trail. I want to see all there is to be seen, live the dreams I dreamed on the range. You'd like this country. It" fot g0 unlike Texas, except there's 0 little growth on the desert. The horses aren’t bad, small, but pow- erful. And the men are fine, first- rate fighters, and honest after their | own fashion. I expect to know a few | sheikhs before I continue East Don't worry, though. Your Dagger is as quick on the trigger as ever —1 popped over a gazelle at fifty | yards a week ago.” Finally one day a hotel servant came to her with the announcemept that an Arab waited below for her. The Sidi, himself, she saw at eglance; but he was dressed more meanly, in a common haik and burnous burned almost brown by | the sun. He bowed to- her before | She could speak. “That which the, swordsmith pre- | pared is waiting, Lalla Mezrag,” he | said. “Will it please you to pre- | pare for a journey?" | “But what do I bring?” she | asked. | “All that you will. You have a| maid 2" | “Yes.” | He stroked his beard reflectively, | heedless of the curious glances cast | at him by passing guests. 1 “She {s trustworthy? Ah, then, | bid her journey on to Alexandria | with what you do not require for rough traveling — breeches, boots, woman's garments for the tents. But remember that over must go| burnous and haik, for it is not wek 4o Invite attention to a Roumi journeying into the desert.” “And when shall T be ready?” “Tomorrow, at this sour, be at the {irg turn beyond the Br‘m; Mansour® road. Salam Aleikoum!” | The remainder of that day Dag- | gew spent in feverish preparation. Her maid must be provided for, | money obtained, instructions left for her mail, a scanty wardrobe se- | lected —scanty, for she was deter- | mined to travel light. One of the| knives she had purchased from the | swordsmith she hung by a looped | sheath from the belt of her auto- | matic; breeches and boots were | casily assembled; underelothing she | selected with an eye to durability | of fabric. And aside from this ske burdened herself with no more than a couple ©f dresses, with shoes and stockings to magch. The stout bay n which she packed her gear wouldn't have | burdened a single camel. A few parting instructions to her maid, who was disposed to be teary and prerturbed, and yielded reluctantly to Mer mistress's instructions to | malntain silence, d Dagger was ready. Nothing remaining to oc- | | signs of a ca | and bus a| | rugged | ccuraged her. Pagger ‘..\\-n:\mlr cupy hér, but the need for rest. A motor conveyed her to the spot | the Sidi had designated next morn- ing, and she bade the driver set her|ders of Tun down with her lug of isolation and the an. nce of uses v: he di. The mornin as very still giers disseminated non€ of the le of a Western city, distant hooting of a train was dulled to an animal-like sound. Dagger was wholly delighted, And she had her reward when pres- ently the ugly head of a camel bobbed down the wadi from the direction of the village, and string @f the clumsy beasts cam into view, riders swaying to their pace. The leader halted beside her, a grave smile showing through his white beard. You are punctual, Lall the Sidi, sliding from his saddlc “Doyou think you can stand the pace of the djemel? It is not as the horse’s.” “I 'have tried swered - eagerly shall hinder you. His smile broaderned. ood! This is your Fatima. For a camel she is kindly. Your luggage my pgople will be- stow elsewhere.” / ¥y n Al- roar 16 “L Dagger an- don't think I He called an order in Arabic, and | bidden to | the camel Fatima w kneel, which she did grunting and protesting, her bubbling groans in- creasing as Dagger climbed into the ddle and adjusted her The Sidi drew a haik and burnous sim- ilar to his own from a thong on his saddle-bow, and draped them around her, with a brief word of apology. “If the garments seem hot at first, Lalla, soon you will find that their thickness also sheds the heat,” he advised her. “You are ccmfortable? Let us start. We have far to go.” Long hefore legs. night obscured the se t, along which the plodded a zgzag trail, Dagger's bones ached and her mus- cles tormented her: but she never chibited her feelings, and when the evening halt was called contrived to slip down from her beast un- aided, and limp to the tent prepared for her. The Sidi himself fetched Ler the evening meal of couscous and a dark, smelly native ointment which he bade her rub into her le caravan well,” he en- “Ho, week you will /ride like a Bedawi woman.” Chapter 29 BEYOND THE SAND DUNES : enjoyed her learning self to the camel’ Gradually, Sidi Marut attitude of aloofness. Hc beside ner on the march, and stop a: her tenidoor evening: chattirn of the country they traversed, re- citing hero, of his people. the lore of the Koran. the story of El- i and nis disciples, who had revolted against the degenerate modern interpretation of the Pro- phet's message. and in the most dis- Rant oases of the Libyan Desert or ganized the nucleus of a reformed creed which was spreading | a flame ' from I to Chinese Turk an. She You have done awkw relaxed ould ride Sen him their by day 1-coast was tempted k present mission, day they continued the s seldom out of and she had suppos cad inland for the s confident that she womld AUNT HET ®» BY ROBERT QUILLEN “Sometimes 1 wonder if eternity sure enough lasts forever or if it just seems that way to folks because ever’ day is Sunday.” Oopyright. 1930, Publishers Syndicate ——— POOR PA BY CLAUDE CALLAN S S “My cousin Ellen that's a widow real poor an' the relatives help her by gettin’ her to work for them for le: than they'd have to pay any- body else.” LCn[y"(hL 1930, Putlishers *Syndicate D e ——— R — is the | confident said | | ther, beast— | The zag more by she was | They n kind, all courtesy as 1 ance. [ Lan: must ha pose we “I hav | out, smil “And | he returne: instr di | be have | since the war, and a part of on is o ar has Tahded a quantity from | miss A/ boat ench they vou safe “I wor Dagger. * runners our part lot about His n That tling in | morning van had cartridge bales of ed direct [all the 1: posts, wh trols migl tion Traveli stealthy to the m perceptib, | became first, h .| well-wate ous; but Tougourt harghar brown, more without mouthful lla Mezrag, bow red. caravan followed a zig- trail into the desert. patience. rewarded. ad almost reached the bor- nd were camped in And in the end regardless | o grove of cedars. He came to~ her £ any | that night, a There were no | beside a small fire one of the men | . merely a farm on | had kindled for her—they hillside, a huddle of roofs up a ' she sat on her saddle were all treated* her with exquisite saluting her respectfully the Lady of the " he began abruptly, *“you wve wondered to what pur- journeyed?” n't asked,” ing. she pointed having remained discreet,” smiling, too, “you shall ucted. We of the Senussi fficulty in acquiring arms my ange for shipments. lose by here. all collect discover us In the night them. If the now or later, will be trouble for all whom capure. and go on' to Will you Tunis? 1 and beasts. You leave us, can spar: shall be uldn't “Why 1 of it,” cried v all the gun- on the n border— of it, at least. T know gun-running, Sidi.” was a gesture of think kn ap- night there was much bus- i1 grove. In the Dagger saw that the cara- douoled in size. Guns and s were deftly conceale: miscellaneous merchandise ly rg south, stéering wide of towns and garrisoned ere French officials or pa- ht ask embarrassing ques- ng ip this roundabout, fashion added materially nileage; weeks slipped im- ly into one another —and months. Sometimes ey were In country fairly red,” ulthough mountain- after they had stolen past , and crossed the Wadi Ig- into the rear marches o1 | Tunis the Sahara enwrapped them Dagger became hard and ruddy- © desert brown ‘“that is She could rider weariness, drinking a few s of murky water, eating a | bandful of dates or couscous or cur- | died min a me and with 58 0 conversed k “or cheese, once in a while f cggs. She learned Arabic, in jerky sentences e men. ved .| and | | a | thoughts And the route followed, now, trend- | at | all day, | | In after-years she came to learn | the siin something of the tion she filled. the strange caravan or traveled stretches, and - wer the truth, woulll h lieve in her virtue but for the fact that Sidi Maru® vouched for her. Sidi Marut was a great man in the desert, as great a tan as the Governors-General ing their palace in Tunis and Algiers. She heard @k which indicated a relentless, uUndying hatred of forcign domina- tion. In all the sandy hinterland of the desert, behind the swedb of the High Atlas, south to the Camerons the Congo, the desert tribes and their negro converts dreamed f the day when Islam should re- vive its conquests. ngely, Dagger's racial s fronted, perhgps be- cause Sidi Marut's philosophy aps pealed to her by its rugged honesty and sincerity? He Dbelieved in the virtue of the soul, in penitence, in self-sacrifice, in triumph by worl In him was the stuff of the dissent- ers of the Reformation, a faith that was saved from harshness by the innate sweetness of the man. Do what vou believe right, he preach- ed. Seek the truth, and when you find it, make it yours. In love . of Allah, in obedience to Allah’s words, lies salvation. Once they were attacked by a wandering tribe of Bedawi, pillag- ers, who whirled out from behind a sandhill, and strove to come to close quarters, where their numbers would have overwhelmeg the Sidi's men. i . Dagger had her first experience of human combat, and despite the sick fecling at the pit of her stom- ach as she cuddled her cheek to a omalous posi- She realized that with it for trusted wigh refused-to he- until the Bedawi had whirled away in retreat, leaving behind them half a doren sprawled figures, e legs sticking grotesquely out of the folds ot dirty, burnouses. But the Sidi | dismissed her compunctions with a wave of the hapd. “Those who would steal must be punished,” he said. “Those whe would take human life must expect |to lose their lives. 1t was true, she admitted; but again she had had brought home to her Howard's misgivings, and real- zed with increased clarity the processes his mind had followed. In fact, »almost cvery day she was learning things which brought her into closer touch with him, making her appreciate more the fine bal- ance of hi¢ attitude toward the problems of the spirit This was especially true after the caravan had reached its destination the remote oasis of Kufra, where El-Senussi, himself, ruled jointly as pontiff and feudal lord, with a sim- plicity that was biblical. She was amazed by the relative poverty, the smallness, of this center of an in- fluential creed. A village, scarcely a town, white-washed mud houses; a few thousand people, an unpretentious mosque. And the which emanated from it were rocking a faith shared by mil- {lions of dive Under Sidi she grasped the ert mind and the idealism and fanatical determination which were the soul of Islam, faith militant. Perhaps it this very breath of fiery energy and earnest seek- ing for the absolute which ultimate- ly sfurred her restlessness. She liked to listen {o the Sheikh and his familiars, discussing the problems of Islam and the ideal way of life. There was a freshness, afgenuine- ness, here that the West lacked. But presently she felt that she b learned all that she required, 2nd a great urge came to her to journey on into the liast. The Sidi argued with her gently. Was she not happy? Yes? Why not linger cn? In the oasis she was loved and respected. She might set an exam- tle to the women. To himself she should be a sister. The Sheikh had said publicly that she was fit to be the mother of warriors. But Dag- ger had no instinct for motherhood, no more inclination to enter a har- em tha to reign in the Hotel de Pontoise. 2 All she wanted or ‘needed was ion of her search for th s tutelage, men who visited the|” ashes of Howardg memory—for that was what it amounted to. And so one morning she said goodby to the Sheikh and her other friends. and climbed upon the cam- el the Sidi held for her. He went vith Wer, he and an cscort of pick- ec¢ fighting men. 1t was' no troubfe, he assured, in reply to her protes- totions. There was work for. him in Libya and Egypt. He'd carry Tier at least as far a tion, whence she might arrange for conveyance to Alexandria. (Copyright, 1930, Duffield and Company) In Tomorrow's chapter Dagger's quest leads per to teeming Imdia and a sage who teaches wisdom in a Buddhist monastery. i Jury Will Take Action On Alleged Auto Theft Sergeant Patrick A. McAvay and Policeman Peter Cabelus left today for Poughkeepsie, N. 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