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THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 27.1877.

GENL. MCCLELLAN will unite the Democracy in New Jersey as no other man could have possibly succeeded in doing.

JOHN PHILPOT CURRAN POTOMAC POULTON is his name, and he is a candidate for the legislature in Wyoming

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StJLfflTtaAN Pasha, according to the New York Graphic, was a free lunch tramp fiend for years in the metropolis. Arguing from his success the Graphic suggests that an armv of tramps be organized to go to Turkey. They have been going for Turkey for years, but now want cranberrv sauce.

•ACCORDING to the New York Mail Tweed's daughter, who married Maginnis in 1870, is now in abject poverty. Her weddihg presents amounted to about $70,000. All have been pawned, and the wolf is at the door. This is as it should be. But for her father's stealing she would have had to work for her living. It is but just that she should do it now. Many mor^, honest people have done the same^f^^^^ Jj

"''HARD times," as a complaint anSoihg merchants has attracted the attention of ••i the Boston Journal, which proceeds to give them the following very excellent advice. It v. ill be found applicable in this section "To make business good, if it is not so with you, reader, we should then say, go to work to make it so. Don't look to

Congress to do this, that and the other. First of all, bear in mind you -are the architect of your own fortune. Good or bad, it is you who make it, and from you mu6t come the best relief to the situation at any time. Make your existence known. Keep your name and gpods constantly be* fore 'the public. Attract trade Cease to imagine it will at any time seek you out let your customers forget 'OU £.t, S,rd w™,: at life-, end .o «. extended notice: crease your business and if there is anything to be had vou will get it. But

scriptions," and last, but not least, the fourth is inscribed "For Bores." Any stranger showing a disposition to, argue the subject for more than five minutes is referred to the fourth window, where a

sTOKcra p. ball gpeaking tube, running down to the cellar, thence up to the root, and down again to an opening close to his ear, is at his disposal. Tube or not tube that is the question which he next asks himself. He generally puts his lips to the orifice, and yells out, Is the editor in?' and then starts back afrighted as the words repeat themselves in his left ear

He yells it again, and again the echo is repeated. Than he looks sheepish, smiles a 6ickly smile, remarks that "that's a pretty good thing," slides out of the door and down stairs before any one knows what's the matter with him, and never comes back.

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SOME Savings Banks over the country have broken, and inconsiderate persons whose universal panacea for all human ills is governmental control of whatever has gone wrong, have broken out in a wail for Government Postal Savings Banks. We rise to remark that in a Goveernrnent ~^run by the people, and controled through elections, whatever business ihe Government undertakes, always has been, is now, and always will and must be managed more expensively and less intelligently than it could possibly be under any average private direction.

Our only safety is in limiting the powers of Government. Any extension of them is a'"movement in the direction of ultimate ruin. A Gov-

ernment Savings bank is no more needed.

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imng 10 De naa vou win gci n. u«i March 11,. 1811. and at an early age don't place the blame on the times, when

'-you are yourself not up to the times and the modern methods of attracting trade

and doing business./

More than a majority of the members of the lower

Aside from this mptter little positive legislation is needed at their hand. I they will only manage to adjourn with out doing anything positively bad the country will have reason to rejoice. And of the things positively bad to be avoided one is an increase of the army, which wil1 certainly be proposed. Another is a subsidy for the Texas Pacific railroad.

Congress should graciously permit the managers of that enterprise to build il with their own means, or let it alone. And, as to the army, if any change is to be made in it, a reduction would be better suited to the country's financial condition.

ONH of the things that people whe haunt newspaper offices never will learn, apparently, is that they are not places of luxurious leisure, and that persons who write for and'manage newspapers are not dying of ennai and prepared to look upon loungers as benefactors. For the obliquity of the general public on this point ,it is, to be hoped ., that there will be adequate punishment in the sweet by and by. A correspondent, writing from New York, describes an arrangement adopted in an

scribes an arrangement adopted in an

office of the metropolis for disposing of

the people who want to talk the editor to death. He says: "Upon entering the office the visitor sees in the glass partition before him jour windows with a silver plate over each. One is inscribed "Bookkeeper,' another "Advertisements," another "Sub-

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a Governrhent grocery or dry goods in all the world he has any true friend

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store, or wet ^oods store matter. And if some good, sound, rich and nervy corporation would take the postal business off of the

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A *brief dispatch appeared in Monday's issue of the Gazette, announcing the death of Le Verrier, Undistinguished that French astronomer. Urbian Jean JosDo not eph Le Verrier, is a man whose emiRemind

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CONGRESS will have one plain duty The study of celestial mechanics bebefore it at its next session. That duty came his specialty, and in 1839 Prov" is the restoration of the silver dollar to ed in a couple of papers presented to the its old position in the coinage of the Academy of Sciences that if the values country. From all that is known at the 1 present time of the feelings and purposes of the members of that body, there is little reason to doubt that this thing will done.

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at least, have expressed themselves as being decidedly in favor of its restoration. Saving only in New England, the state conventions, not only of the Democrats but of the Republicans also, in all the rest of the Union have declared in Favor of the same thing. So general this feeling that Congressmen, even is they were opposed to it themselves,! would scarcely dare to run counter to it.

strong inclination lor mathe-

1 hen given to the dimensions of the earth and the 6ix principal planets were adopted, the conditions of stability assumed by LaGrange would be satisfied 'These memoirs and others which followed them attracted the attention of astronomers to the young mathematician, arid at the tuggestiQn of Arago he calculated with more closeness than ever before the orbit of Mercury and its pertuibations. His researches regarding the comets ot 1770 and 1843 won him a seat in the Academy of Sciences, of which he was elected a member Jan. 19,1843, and the success or of Count Cassini. Soon after this came his great discovery of the new planet to which the name of Neptune was given.

As a result of this discovery, Le Verrier was overwhelmed with honor*. The Cross of the Legion of Honor was given to him by Louis Philippe and a Professor Astronomy was created for him, as well as a position in the Bureau of Astronomy.

At the time of the disturbance in 1848 Le Verrier vainly tried for political honors, but in 1849 he was elected a Deputy from La Manche to the Legislative Assembly, where he gave special attention to educational and scientific subjects. He sided with Louis Napoleon, and after the coup d' etat was appointed a Senator and Inspector General of Higher Instruction. In the latter of these positions he did much to simplify scientific studies and give them a more practical character.

PINEY'S CONFESSION, Piney undoubtedly said to a a zet— tbxr yesterday what was published in the Gazette of last evening. It is also undoubtedly true that he told it under the impression that he was making a confession to a preacher. Information

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tnuch more trying circumstances than a hasty interview in the interior of the jail. In an establishment where "thedev il" even is required to be a graduate of a theological institution, parsons are plenty. We sent one, and what Piney said to him under the impression that he was confessing to a priest, was written, nothing extenuated and noth. ing set down in malice.

We are very free to confess that we did not then and do not now believe this confession. His subsequent denial of it when he saw it in print, is sufficient guarantee to us that he speaks with a forked tongue. The officers whom he accuses are entirely above such suspicions. {Beides this, his original story before the Grind Jury and the court, on the occasion of the Flowers trial was corroborated in so many details by others, and by circumstances throughout a* to be beyond his power n§H now to destroy or

mm weaken by any

denial he may make. He was with Flowers on the night of the murder, and they two, did commit the murder.

Poor conscience stricken wretch that he is, and as he ought to be, remorse has scourged him until reason is dethroned. We do think he was a bad man originally. His early surroundings were decent and reputable. And as he looks back now over a wasted and crimestained lite, mingling with the picture of his early home and friends is the spectre of the murdered man. Blood is on his hands and will not be washed out. VVhai wonder is it he is crazy? Would it not be a hundred old more wonderful if his pulse beat regularly and his sleep was sound? If

that who cherish a memory of him. when he was a healthy, helpful man honest and willing to do good their best and kindest wish for him now is, that through his

shoulders of the Government it would be whole life long, until the weary body a good thing, and then that institution would be run on business principles, as it never ha6 been in the history of the Government. The laws under which Savings Banks in Illinois and Missouri are operated, need remodeling. There has been no trouble with these institution* in Indiana. Our law is Sound and sensible. It other states would adopt the same law their troubles on this score would be at an end. It is a matter which can be very easily remedied without the adoption of the dangerous policy of giving superintendence of other things, to a Government which has been chiefly distinguished in the past for its inability to take care of those things which were already under its control.

sinks into an unhonored grave, he may be wholly berift of reason,—a lonely mark in thfe flesh of the wrath* ot an avenging God.

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INDIANAPOLIS.

The Stake Fair and How it is Progressing.

Litter From an Occasional Correspondent. INDIANAPOLIS,Sept. 25th.

Indiana as a state has no kick in her gallop. This is the second day of the State Fair, and there are not five hundred people on the ground all told, hash venders thrown.in—not a small throw ir. either. Tljere is a good deal more to feed the man that to feed the eye, just the, reverse of what an Italian fruit huckster said the other day, concerning the differ-' ence between his own fcurihy land, and America. There are enough ginger snaps, sandwiches and other hand hash, to fill the aching void in many a breast that is conspicuously absent, To be sure not all the stuff is up, but if it were, there could be no very appreciable difference. The simple Diet is* this bucolic exhibition is remarkable only for what it is not,

The display is like an old book On heraldry very full of masculine Bwine and cattle. The horses, mules, and jacks sporting four llgs, are nearly all in. The premium jack, lends the melodv of his voice to titillate the grangercial ear. The display of sheep is good, comprising fine specimens of all the leading bloods.

The hog show is fat, so fat that it can scarcely pait its way through this weather in a two by three box. The cattle exhibit is all that cr be desired. The display of horses, though not large, is very good. There is not much to be said about the machinery yet, whatever there may be ditto of the floral and horticultural department.

Your correspondent made the round of the stalls and pens to share the grange er esthet c, and part of the way an old lady from the country whose solitary front tooth formed an avant courier was just ahead. The fragments of rural English that floated back to the ear would make the corpse ot Lindley Murray and the bonesfof Noah Webster turn over in their graves. The solitary tooth was lett bare and projecting whenever she looked at one of the fine stalls of hogs or at a pen of fat Berkshires. It is to be remarked in passing 'that some of the four footed hogs are not very well up in the proprieties. I feel pretty sure ot a nightmare whose backbone will be a monstrous incisor, if I should \e a little indiscreet at evening hash.

Much of the stock on exhibition is tor sale. One exh bitor advertises the sale of fifty head of cattle. Free advertising— the newspaper man always says so—is one of the fundamentals,*but too free advertising has done much to injure fairs of all kinds. It seems that exhibitors woald put their best foot foremost and, no doubt they do, but such shows dbn't bring out the right class of exhibitors.

A trotting race is in progress in which there are five participants. The usual amount of imcomprehensible jockving, turning and twisting, is being done. 'Ordinary mortals confess themselves insufficient 10 fathom the first cause of evolutions that seem for nothing only to worry the patience of -.e lookers on. The first two heats were won by a gray horse, Rival, said to belong here. He does not belong at Evansville, if the eloquent swearing of a resident of that villotic pocket is any sign. The third heat has just been taken in by a little blooded bay that promises to be the dark hoise in this pulL However, there are dispensations in turf providence that are beyond the ken of those not initiated.

A novel feature are the chariot and four-in-hand races sandwiched between the trots. The chariots are after the old Roman hippodrome get up. The whole rig comes from the Garden City, and one of the chariots is driven by a Chicago belle. The other chariot, drawn by a

preacher. This looked like "business." team of vicious greys, is driven by & Chi-

Besides it teemed 2E£?B8K fiEktSESTiS not be accommodated in so

amount Qf

small a matter. We therefore an old mop driving a span of coach hordetermined to "confess him." It was not ses and decked out in spangled Warnji£Cj**is a mAmitA# trmfcltn flnfl red is Astonish* a difficult matter to find a member of the sutta muslin and red calico, is astonishstaff, who would pass for a parson under ing. Silex.

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THE RICH MERCHANT CAIRO.

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A great while ago—several hundred years at least—there lived in Cairo a rich merchant wh«se name was Abdallah. He had other names besides, as is the custom there, but none that added to his credit or reputation. He was commonly called Abdallah the Rich, and sometimes A bdallah the Miserly.

From boyhood almost he had been engaged in traffic, and always successfully. Shift as it might, the wind was still favorable to some of his &hips, and venturer which ruined otl»tr merchants overflowed his coffers with gold. The blue Mediterranean reflected the gleam of his sails. Nile, the father of rivers, was shadowed by the swarthy faces of the slaves who rowed his boat*, and the burning sands 01 the desert were trampled by the feet of his caravans.

His emissaries were known in the bazars of Delhi and Damascus, in the spicy forests of Ceylon and among the pearl divers of the Indian seas. They even traded, it is said, with the natives of Timbuctoo, that mysterious city whose existence has so often been denied. Abdallah, however, has never quitted Cairo, the city ct his birth. He knew too well the dangers and hardships of travel to think of exposing his precious person to them. He had but to name place to his agents and say, "Go there" and they went.

His baikrs'wffre ih different parts of the city, but his home, like that of every good Turk, was in the Turkish quarter, it was three stories in hight, and the upper stories projected over the lower ones, casting a shadow even at noonday, on the street below. The walls were originally white, with horizontal bars of crimson, like the stripes of a flag butyea?s had elapsed since they were painted, and they were kept in such bad repair that it was hard tosay what color they really were—a smoky yellow or a muddy red.

Along the front ot the mansion, on a level with the floor of the two upper stories, ran a couple of balconies closely shut in with lattice work. You see such lattice work in most Oriental nictures— they are made of thin slips of wood like our lath and cross each other diamondwise. Save the arch over the door, which was elaborately carved and illuminated with gold letters—a text from the Koran —there was nothing outside of the house to stamp its owner a wealthy man. Inside, however, it was apparent, and all was rich and beautiful.

Like many other mean and selfish men, Abdallah was at heart seusual and luxurious. His floors were carpeted with the richest stuffs of the East, brilliant in dye and solt as flowers to the teet. Vv here the marble pavement was seen as it was in some rooms which were merely strewn with mats, it was cunningly inlaid with mosaics. Couches and divans softer than down lined the walls, and cabinets were filled with chibouques and beautiful Persian pipes, whose water-bowls were buried in the long coils ot their stem.

You pass from room to room by gliding between pillars and pushing aside curtains Over the curtains rose magnificent arches of the finest and costliest workmanship. Spicjr carpets hung from the ceiling and lanterns of divers colors dangled on golden chains. Pictures an* statues there were none, both being forbidden by the Koran, but vases and cups abounded vases of exquisite pattern, gold and silver, heaped with precious htones, pearls, rubies aud emeralds and cups which a king might have drained. And Abdallah did drain them daily, so fond was he of his vault of old Greek wine. But it was not within doors, after all, that Abdallah's wealth was more apparent, but in his garden, which was the finest in all Cario. It was situated at the back of the house, and was walled in with a high wall. A forest could not have been more shady or pleasant, so thick and leafy were the trees, palms, acacias and sycamores, and so cool the winds imprisoned in their green retreats. Here hung the golden quince, there the bloem-cheeked peach, and there purple plums and red pomegranates.

In the center of the garden was a kiosk, or Turkish Summer house, a miracle of grace and beauty. It was a square, witli four pillars on each side, and a fretted dome over head 1 he pillars supported Saracenic arches through which came gleams of the garden around, and the mingled scent ot its flowers. From a black marble urn in the basin of the kiosk gushed a sparkling fountain, abroad silver shaft with a willow base, that dripped back into the urn, and over its. rim into the bubbling ripples below. It was a nook of delight, and a perfect nest of birds, the wondrous birds of the east. Some were inclosed in cages of sandalwood and pearl, while other were as free as the air which they wantoned. Pea cocks strutted in and out, spreading their gorgeous trains golden pheasants dreamed in the gloom of the dome parrots chattered and swung on their rings, and birds of paradise, with sweeping rainbow tails, flew from perch to perch. Trulv it was an encfianted place, that garden and house, and worty of abetter master than Abdallah. Here Abdallah dwelt year after year.

No one shared his enjoyments save his daughter Zouleika, and she only wheif he was away. There was not much happiness in the house where Abdallah was, he was so selfish and exacting. It was impossible to please him. He thought of no one but himself, and bis own gains and losses. He had a wonderful head for accounts, and could reckon untold sums as if by instinct. He knew to a fraction how much every debtor owed him, and how much it cost him just to keep his slaves alive. When the day's business was over and he had smoked tits bubbling pipe and quaffed his cup of Greek wine he used to shut himself up in his room and gloat over his gold. It was his God, and he recognized no other, except he wished to take a false oath. Then he was profuse with his "By Allahs!" and "the holy beard of the Prophet!" Such was the man Abdallah, and such his mode of life, on the morning when our story begins. Having a new scheme on hand he rose earlier than usual that morning, performed his customary ablutions, and prepared to depart for the mar-ket-place.

Before setting forth he allotted their day's work to his servants and slaves then he charged his daughter Zouleika not to leave the house during his absence, and, finally, after making everybody as uncomfortable as possible he departed, and the door was barred behind hhn.

It was still early in Cairo, but a few of the better citizens had yet risen. The

streets were filled with the poorest classes, and they jostled Abdallah in passing. He avoided" them as much as possible, by picking the least crowded throughfares and keeping close to houses. Here sauntered a water-carrier with ajar poised upon his head, and there marched a string of camels bound for Slout and the desert. Artisans hurried to their workshops, rubbing their eyes as they went donkeys turned the corner suddenly, and almost knocked him down and, to crown all, a pertinacious driver insisted upon having his custom! He must have been a wag or a stranger in Cairo, that driver, to have for a moment imagined that Abdallah the Miser would ride. He knew the value of money too well, however wearied he might be, to think of spending it in that way. The idea was absurd.

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He tore, the streets were fill­

ed with the poorest classes, and the short turn that Abdallah made to reach the market place ied among the.r dwellings. He had but little time for observation, so intent was he in hatching his schemes, but he could not help seeing the fifth and misery whicTi surrounded him. The houses were in a ruinous 'and tumbledown condition, many of them without windows or doors—mere hovels—and their dwellers were in perfect keeping, lean, sallow and ragged,

Few of the men were at home, for the day being a festival, promised an abundance of alms but he saw the women in the miserable rooms and troops of squalid children. Some of the women were busy with household matters, kindling fires tor the mornmg meal and mending the rents in their garments others sat in the ashes, supine and dejected, their long hair falling over their eyes and over the infants on their bosoms. These weie the mothers and the grandmothers if there were girls in the family they were generally at the windows ogling the passers-by, and singing ribald songs to entice them in. One among the number arrests the sight of Abdallah, she was so much like his own child Zouleika. She was just her height, although her figure was frailer had the same black hair adorned with sequins and the same lustrous, large eyes and long lashes.

Zouleika, however, lacked the mingled mirth and melancholy of her counterfeit nor was she ever seen, like her, at the, balcony unveiled.

The likeness puzzled Abdallah, but he knew Zouleka was safe at home, and his schemes came into his head again so he passed on and forgot it.

He had now reached abetter portion of the city, although he was still in Beggars' Qyarter. He stopped in the public square and gazed about him. His vision was bounded on all sides by the white walls of the city, and the fringes of palms overlooking it. An open country lay on the north—a region of gardens and grain fields on the South and West, the shining length ot the Nile flecked with sails, and the Pyramids that loomed through the haze of the Libyan desert But the glory of the dawn was in the east, in the serene blue sky. and on the ciestsot the Mokattan Hills, which Were tipped with light The sun had not yet risen, but the domes of the mosques were brightening, and the minarets burned with rosy flames. The heart of Abdallah was glad within him, he hardly knew why, apd he went on his way with a lighter and firmer step. To say that he was depressed by the Beggar's Quarter, or that he pitied its unfortunate dwellers, would show but little knowledge of a nature like his. Still he felt happy in leaving them behind him, and comparing his condition with theirs. He drew near the market-place in which his bazars were held, when he was accosted by a beggar. "I am poor," said the beggar "it is two days now since have tasted food." "What is that to me?" inquired the merchant "Abdallah the Rich, I am poor and hungry, and I demand alms trom thee!" Abdallah started back amazed. He was not accustomed to demands besidefe, he had never been mimicked as he was by the beggar for the voice of the latter was an exact echo of his own. Nor did the imitation stop at his voice—form, features, gait, every thing pertaining to Abdallah was repro duced with stiange fidelity. It was as if he saw himself in a mirror, or stood beside himself in a dream! There was difference, though, between the beggar's garments and his own. The merchant dressed himself self as became his situation and wealth, with a flowing robe, with a rich sash around his waist and a jewel-hilted dagger in his belt. His turban was Cashmere shawl, and his slippers were heavily embroidered with gold. The beggar was clad in rags which failed to hide his leanness, and he supported his tottering limbs with a staft. His face was thin and ghastly, and his eyes, which burned with an unusual luster, were deeply sunken in their sockets. He was like Abdallah, and yet unlike looking not ro much as Abdallah did, as Abdallah might, should he, by any chance, become a beggar. "Abdallah the Miserly" said the beggar, "you are rolling in abun dance, while I am starving with want Help me, or I die.",

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en in thinking me rich," said the covetous merchant "frue I have thereputa tion of wealth, but everybody knows the uncertainty of a merchant in business. To-day he is .-ich, to-morrow poor. But admitting that I am rich, my money is my own. I owe it entirely to my own exertions, and not to" oth ers. I can not help you, so let me pass." "But I am dying," persisted the beggar. "Again I say what is that to me?" "Listen to me, Abdallah," said the excited beegar, shaking his skinny finger in the face of the merchant "Listen to' me, hard-hearted man. and tremble. You refuse me, your fellow man, bread, and -,,u arrogate to yourself you* good fo. ,u»e. These ore daily sins and mn*t be atoned for. God gave you prosperity He can give you adversity as well, and He does from this hour there is a spell upon you." The merchant turned in wrath, and was about to smite the beggar when he say the Captain of the Sultan's Guard approaching in the distance. In spite of himself he shuddered and turned pale. He did not for an instant believe the beggar's prophecy, but he knew that no man's life was safe if it were known that he was rich, and the Sultan was in want of money. "The curse is beginning to work, Abdallah,n said the beggar tauntingly, but Abdallah' wss too much troubled to hear him. He ran over in his mind all his late business transactions, to see howfar the worst had infringed the law, and wondered which one of his many agents was most likely to betray him, and whether if the worst came to the worst he could manage to escape with his lite "Perhaps I may escape even now," said he but the Guard was too close. Besides, he reasoned, if I

attempt to flight, it will seem to confirm suspicion. But he could not have flown, had he tried, for his feet were rooted to the ground. He was a grim-looking! fellow, the Captain of the Guard, and the manner of arresting Abdallah was not calculated to set the latter at hia ease.. He drew his long sword with one hand,' and clutched the merchant by the wrist with the other, while the soldiers sprang upon him from the opposite side, and pin -. ioned his arms behind him. He was then marched off to the Sultan's palace. As might have been expected, his arrest drew together a crowd. First and foremost came the rabble from the Beggars' Quarter children who broke off their plays to revile him women who ran to see if it was lover or husband, and numbers of the beggarmen, whom the news had reached. Atfiong others was the girl who so resembled Zouleika. It was strange, but she was not in the least like her now. She had lustrous eyes, long lashes and black hair adorned with sequins, but her face was ha^gared with sensuality and distorted with indecent mirth. She was no more like Zouleika, the pure and beautiful Zouleika, than a. wandering comet, a ball of earial fire, is like the moon, the silver Eden of night. 'This is marvelous, this change," thought Abdallah, and the beggar coming into his mind, he turned his head to see if he were changed also, but lo! he had vanished.

The Guard and their prisoner had now reached the Sultan's palace. It was a. holiday in Cairo, and the square was filled with soldiers. Bodies of black troops were drawn up in files on each side, while the center was filled with the dignitaries of the Empire,' bashaws of different provinces, white-bearded old sheiks of desert tribes and daring Mamelukes. Beside the palace gate stood two gigantic Nubian slaves, the executioners: of the Sultan, one swinging his bowstrings. the other poising an immense cimetar.

The gates were thrown open and the Sultan came forth to the judgment The Commander of the Faithful was mounted on a superb Arab barb, whose neck arched proudly and whose step disdained the earth, tiis turban was covered with jewels, as it shown like a constellation under his cloudiy plume. His caftan wis green—the sacred color—but his sash was a deep red. It was an ominous color, with the Commander of the Faithful, for it generally betoked blood. So his court approached him with terror, kissing his robe and feet and even the ground before him, "Long life to the Shereef May* God prolong his days

Casting his eyes over the prostrate crowd the Commander of the Faithful saw Abdallah kneeling in custody of the. Captain of the Guard. He summoned the latter, and as he drew near, dragging the helpless culprit, beckoned the executioners. Behold Abdallah between them in front of the Sultan. "Long life to the Shereef! May God prolong his days!" "We have heard of this man, said the Suitan "does any here knew him? It is said that he is rich, verv rich. Ii is also said that his riches are ill-gotten. If he has wronged any here, even a slave, let the wronged man step forth and acpusr him. By the beard of my father he shall have justice!"

The Sultan's words passed from mouth. to mouth until they rieached the ear of a merchant who was passing the palace. Emboldened bj the Sutan's permission he accused Abdallah. "Commander of the Faithful, tbe mer*chant Abdallah owes me tve purses of gold, which he refuses to pay. He came to me one day accompanied by a strange merchant, who, he said, was his friend, and wished to purchase sandal-wood and gums. I sold him five purses worth, Abdallah agreeing to pay for the same in case his friend did not. Twelve months have passed since then, and I have not seen the merchant, nor will Abdallah pay me the debt." "Your case is hard," said the Sultan, "but we cannot help you. The law will. do you justice if you can prove youfi claim. We give you a purse of gold that you may prosecute it freely."

The next accurser was one of the Mamelukes: "Commander of the Faithful, this shopkeeper lately sold me a sword for a true Damascus blade. I paid him his price without higgling, and went forth to battle with the ^enemies of the Prophet We were hard pushed by the accursed Giaours, and fell before them like ripe erain. A boy whom could have slain'with the wind of a good, cimetar engaged me, and snapping my sword like a reed gave me this ugly gash, on my cheek. I have no sword now here the hilt of my famous Damascus blade," and he threw it at the feet of the Sultan's barb "give me another, master, and I will punish the lying shopkeeper." "You area brave fellow, Mameluke," said the Sultan unbuckling his own sword and handing it to the soldier wear this and smite the Giaours. Leave the shopkeeper to us."

The scldiei fell back in tbe ranks and. the Sultan made a sign to the slave with the bowstring, who seized Abdallah and prepared to strangle him.

The next accuser was one ot the desert sheiks. "Seven years ago." he said, "there was a famine among my people. The tidingn reached Cairo, and this dog sent his agents among us loaded with corn, not to relieve us of our wants but to rob us of our flocks and herds. He built graineries in our midst and tortured us with the sight of food which few were rich enough to buy. We implored the assistance of other merchants and many attempted to help us, but he drove them all from the field, some by bribery and some by underselling, till at last ho one would venture against him. The souls of our dead cry out for justice—justice on the corn-selling dog!" "We, too, have a' cause of complaint," said the Command der of the Faithful, after a score or two had finished accusing Abdallah. "This jewel," and he plucked one from his turban "was sold us by the merchant for a pure diamond, and it turns out to be, a bit of glass. We gave him a thousand'

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irses for what is not worth a piastre. punish htm for the cheat we confiscate his estate fos the Prophet's treasury, and we seize hia daughter tor the imperial harem. As for the wretch himself, he shall become a slave. We give him

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your tribe," said the Sultan, turning to' the desert sheik: "It is just that he thquM suffer, even as he has made others* Tbe dog is no longer Abdallah the merchant, but Abdallah the slave." God i* great! Long life to the Shereef! May God prolong his days," shouted the crowd. The Sultan shook the reins ot, hi« barb, and rode down the square accompanied by bashaws and sheiks The Mamelukes and the black troops remained together with Abdallah and the ex(Continued on Fifth Page.)