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His father insisted on giving a dinner in honour of the success, and Burton, unwillingly enough, became the hero of the moment.

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At table, however, a remark from one of the guests revealed the precise truth — with the result of an unpleasant scene; but eventually it was deemed advisable to let Burton have his own way and exchange the surplice for the sword. Delirious with joy, he applied himself vigorously to Hindustani under a dirty, smoky Scotch linguist, named Duncan Forbes. While thus employed he made the acquaintance of two persons who just them enjoyed a remarkable reputation, namely John Varley 54 , the water colour painter and occultist, and the Rev.

Curious to say, some of his predictions came true, and thanks to this freak of fate he obtained more fame from his horoscopes than from his canvasses. Robert Montgomery, with whom also he became acquainted, was the fashionable preacher and author whom Macaulay cudgelled so pitilessly in the Edinburgh Review. He divided his time during the voyage, which lasted four months, between studying Hindustani and taking part in the quarrels of the crew. This was the year of the murder of Sir William Macnaughten by the Afghans and the disastrous retreat of the British from Cabul; consequently the first request of the voyagers on reaching Bombay 28th October was for news about Afghanistan.

They learnt that the prestige of the British arms had been restored by Pollack, and that the campaign was ended. To Burton, who had counted on being sent to the front, this was a burning disappointment. He found Bombay marvellously picturesque, with its crowds of people from all parts of the world, but before many days had passed he fell ill and had to be transferred to the Sanitarium, where he made the acquaintance of an old Parsee priest who assisted him in his Hindustani.

Even in these early days we find him collecting material of the kind that was to be utilised in his Arabian Nights. He was struck, for example, with the fine hedges of henna whose powerful and distinctive odour loaded the atmosphere; and with the immense numbers of ravenous kites and grey-headed crows that swooped down on dead and even dying animals.

Francis Burton , Georgiana Baker Mrs. It took them four days to march from the Tankaria-Bunder mudbank, where they landed, to Baroda; and Burton thus graphically describes the scenery through which they passed. The little villages, with their leafy huts, were surrounded and protected by hedge milk bush, the colour of emeralds.

A light veil, as of Damascene silver, hung over each settlement, and the magnificent trees were tipped by peacocks screaming their good-night to the son. Arrived at Baroda, he lodged himself in a bungalow, and spent his time alternately there with his books and on the drill ground. He threw himself into his studies with an ardour scarcely credible — devoting twelve hours a day to Hindustani, and outwearying two munshis.

At that time it was quite the custom for the officers, married as well as single, to form irregular unions with the Hindu women. Every individual had his Bubu; consequently half-caste children were not uncommon; but Burton was of opinion that this manner of life had advantages as well as disadvantages. Still, he was no voluptuary. Towering ambition, enthusiasm, and passion for hard work trampled down all meaner instincts.

Languages, not amours, were his aspiration, and his mind ran on grammar books rather than ghazels; though he confesses to having given whole days and nights to the tender pages of Euclid. The dances of the aphish-looking Nautch girls, dressed though they were in magnificent brocades, gave Burton disgust rather than pleasure. The Gaikwar, whose state processions were gorgeous to a wonder, occasionally inaugurated spectacles like those of the old Roman arena, and we hear of fights between various wild animals. The account of the great fight between Bhujang and the fancy of a certain Mr.

According to Punch the news of the battle was transmitted to headquarters in one word: In April, Burton returned to Bombay to present himself for examination in Hindustani, and having passed with honour 59 he returned to Baroda, where he experienced all the inconveniences attendant on the south-west monsoon. The rain fell in cataracts. Night and day he lay or sat in a wet skin; the air was alive with ants and other winged horrors, which settled on both food and drink, while the dust storms were so dense that candles had to be burned in mid-day.

However he applied himself vigorously to Gujarati 60 , the language of the country, and also took lessons in Sanskrit. I carefully read up Ward, Moor, and the publications of the Asiatic Society. Although, in after years, Burton often made bitter attacks on Christianity, and wrote most scathingly against the Roman Catholic priesthood, and the cenobitic life of the monks, yet at times he had certain sympathies with Roman Catholicism.

Thus at Baroda, instead of attending the services of the garrison chaplain, he sat under the pleasant Goanese priest who preached to the camp servants; but he did not call himself a Catholic. In August he visited Bombay to be examined in Gujarati; and having passed with distinction, he once more returned to Baroda — just in time to join in the farewell revels of his regiment, which was ordered to Sind. Then when opportunity offers, or is made, I get hold of a native — preferably an old woman, and get her to talk to me.

I follow her speech by ear and eye with the keenest attention, and repeat after her every word as nearly as possible, until I acquire the exact accent of the speaker and the true meaning of the words employed by her. I do not leave her before the lesson is learnt, and so on with others until my own speech is indistinguishable from that of the native. Collingwood to me, 22nd June Portions of the latter were translated into English verse by J. See also Anti-Jacobin Review for , p.

Kirby, 8th April Practise if for a year, and you will find it harder to betray than to conceal your thoughts. Both were fond of ancient history and romance, and Burton, who could speak Italian fluently and had knowledge of the canalization of the Po Valley, was able to render Scott, whose business was the surveyal of Sind, the precise assistance he just then required. Burton also formed a friendship with Dr. John Steinhauser, afterwards surgeon at Aden.

Then, too, it was at Karachi that he first saw his hero, Sir Charles Napier. Though his ferocious temper repelled some, and his Rabelaisisms and kindred witticisms others, Sir Charles won the admiration and esteem of almost all who knew him. It was from him, to some extent, that Burton acquired the taste, afterwards so extraordinarily developed for erotic, esoteric and other curious knowledge. There were narrow lanes, but no streets — the only open place being a miserable bazaar; while owing to the absence of sewers the stench was at times unendurable.

Tired of that pastime, he would muzzle a crocodile by means of a fowl fastened to a hook at the end of a rope, and then jump on to its back and take a zig-zag ride. The work was trying, but he varied it with hawking; and collected material for a work which he published eight years later with the title of Falconry in the Valley of the Indus.

He then made the acquaintance of three natives, all of whom assisted him in his linguistic studies, Mirza Ali Akhbar 67 , Mirza Daud, and Mirza Mohammed Musayn. Helped by the last he opened covertly at Karachi several shops with the object, however, not of making profit, but of obtaining intimate knowledge of the people and their secret customs. Then he put on long hair and a venerable beard, stained his limbs with henna, and called himself Abdullah of Bushire, a half-Arab. In this disguise, with spear in hand and pistols in holsters, he travelled the country with a little pack of nick-knacks.

In order to display his stock he boldly entered private houses, for he found that if the master wanted to eject him, the mistress would be sure to oppose such a measure. All his life he loved to disguise himself. We shall see him later as a Greek doctor, a Pathan Hakim, and an Arab shaykh. He learnt most, however, from the garrulity of a decayed beauty named Khanum Jan, who in her springtide had married a handsome tailor.

He picked up miscellaneous information about magic, white and black, Yoga 68 , local manners and customs such as circumcision, both female and male, and other subjects, all of which he utilised when he came to write his Notes and Terminal Essay to The Arabian Nights, particularly the articles on Al Islam and woman. Then, too, when at Bombay and other large towns he used to ransack the bazaars for rare books and manuscripts, whether ancient or contemporaneous. Still, the most valuable portion of his knowledge was acquired orally. Burton met Ali Akhbar again in One of the six systems of Brahmanical philosophy, the essence of which is meditation.

Its devotees believe that by certain ascetic practices they can acquire command over elementary matter. The Yogi go about India as fortune-tellers. About this time it was reported to Sir Charles Napier that Karachi, though a town of only 2, souls, supported no fewer than three houses which were devoted to a particular and unspeakable vice 69 which is said to be common in the East.

Sir Charles, whose custom it was to worm out the truth respecting anything and everything, at once looked round for someone willing to make enquiries and to report upon the subject. Of course he heard regularly from home. His father was still immersed in blow-pipes and retorts, his mother still mildly protesting. Within this zone he declared it to be endemic, outside it sporadic. During one of his rambles he formed the acquaintance of a beautiful olive, oval-faced Persian girl of high descent. We are told also that for many years he could never think of her without pain; and that when, some time after, he narrated the story to his sister he revealed considerable emotion.

This, however, was not from pride or love of display, but because he held it policy in those who have to deal with Hindus not to neglect show and splendour. Jacob, and terribly offended the testy General by writing it so. A brave and self-confident, but rancorous old man, Jacob by his senseless regulations brought the Indian army to the verge of ruin.

This peccadillo was passed over, but a more serious offence, his inability to play whist, was remembered against him by his brother officers right to the day of his death. See Sind Revisited, ii. When the Sikh war broke out Burton resigned his post under Scott in order to take part in the campaign in the Punjab, but peace being proclaimed a few weeks later, after the battle of Sobraon, Burton had no opportunities of distinguishing himself.

So he returned to his studies, and now became ambitious to understand not only the people but also the monkeys of India. Consequently he collected some forty of them, made them live and eat after the manner of humans; and studies them as they mowed and gibbered. He would then talk to them and pronounce the sounds they made, until at last they could conduct quite a conversation together. Burton never divulged this talk, which, of course, may have been of a confidential nature, but he compiled a Simian Dictionary, and thus to some extent anticipated the work of Mr. Unfortunately the dictionary was some years later destroyed by fire.

In the tale of Janshah in The Arabian Nights we read of a race of split men who separated longitudinally, each half hopping about contentedly on its own account, and reuniting with its fellow at pleasure. If Burton in a pre-existent state — and he half believed in the Pre-existence of Souls — belonged to this race, and one of his halves became accidentally united to one of the halves of somebody else, the condition of affairs would be explicable. In any circumstances, he was always insisting on his duality. For example — a kind-hearted man, who detested cruelty to animals, nevertheless he delighted, as we have seen, in the sport of cocking; an ambitious man, who wore himself out with his studies yet he neutralised all his efforts to rise by giving way to an ungovernable temper.

He would say just what he thought, and no man could have exhibited less tact. Thus he managed to give offence, and quite unnecessarily, to his superior officer, Colonel Henry Corsellis, and they were henceforth at handgrips. The only pity is that he did not take the advice proffered in the Third Garden:. Other instances of opposing qualities will be noticed as this work proceeds.

My right eye requires a No. Each spent his early manhood on the West Coast of India 74 , each did his country an incalculable service: Camoens by enriching Portugal with The Lusiads, Burton by his travels and by presenting to England vast stores of Oriental lore. Each received insult and ill-treatment, Camoens by imprisonment at Goa, Burton by the recall from Damascus. There was also a temperamental likeness between the two men. The passion for travel, the love of poetry and adventure, the daring, the patriotism of Camoens all find their counterpart in his most painstaking English translator.

Arrived at Panjim, Burton obtained lodgings and then set out by moonlight in a canoe for old Goa. The ruins of churches and monasteries fascinated him, but he grieved to find the once populous and opulent capital of Portuguese India absolutely a city of the dead. The historicity of the tale of Julnar the Sea Born and her son King Badr 75 seemed established, Queen Lab and her forbidding escort might have appeared at any moment. On all sides were bowing walls and tenantless houses. Poisonous plants covered the site of the Viceregal Palace, and monster bats hung by their heels at the corners of tombs.

Thoughts of Camoens continued to impinge on his mind, and in imagination he saw his hero dungeoned and laid in iron writing his Lusiads. A visit to the tomb of St. Francis Xavier also deeply moved him. To pathos succeeded comedy. Having seen the chapel and the other sights he mentioned that he wanted a wife. A very inquisitive duenna cross-examined him, and then he was allowed to interview one of the young ladies through a grating, while several persons, who refused to understand that they were not wanted, stood listening.

Burton at once perceived that it would be an exhausting ordeal to make love in such circumstances, but he resolved to try, and a dialogue commenced as follows:. The rest of the conversation proved equally wooden and unsatisfactory, and quotations from poets were also wasted. Burton then informed the duenna that he thought he could get on better if he were allowed to go on the other side of the grating, and be left alone with the demure senorita.

But at that the old lady suddenly became majestic. She informed him that before he could be admitted to so marked a privilege he would have to address an official letter to the mesa or board explaining his intentions, and requesting the desired permission. It was while at Panhim, that, dissatisfied with the versions of Camoens by Strangford 76 , Mickle and others, Burton commenced a translation of his own, but it did not reach the press for thirty-three years.

We next find him at Panany, whence he proceeded to Ootacamund, the sanitarium on the Neilgherries, where he devoted himself to the acquisition of Telugu, Toda, Persian and Arabic, though often interrupted by attacks of ophthalmia. In September Burton visited Calicut — the city above all others associated with Camoens, and here he had the pleasure of studying on the spot the scenes connected with the momentous landing of Da Gama as described in the seventh and most famous book of the Lusiads.

On his return to Bombay, reached on October 15th, Burton offered himself for examination in Persian, and gaining the first place, was presented by the Court of Directors with a thousand rupees. In the meantime his brother Edward, now more Greek-looking than ever, had risen to be Surgeon-Major, and had proceeded to Ceylon, where he was quartered with his regiment, the 37th. In he was banished to Macao, where he commenced The Lusiads. He returned to Goa in , was imprisoned there, and returned to Portugal in The Lusiads appeared in He died in poverty in , aged Finished at Cairo In he returned to England, where he died 29th August , aged Truth to say, he was gradually becoming disillusioned.

He fasted, complied with the rules and performed all the exercises conscientiously. The idea of the height which he strove to attain, and the steps by which he mounted towards it, may be fathered from the Sufic poet Jami. Health, says Jami, is the best relish. A worshipper will never realise the pure love of the Lord unless he despises the whole world. Dalliance with women is a kind of mental derangement.

Days are like pages in the book of life. You must record upon them only the best acts and memories. In time, by dint of plain living, high thinking, and stifling generally the impulses of his nature, Burton became a Master Sufi, and all his life he sympathised with, and to some extent practised Sufism. Being prevented by the weakness of his eyes from continuing his survey work, he made a number of reports of the country and its people, which eventually drifted into print. Then came the stirring news that another campaign was imminent in Mooltan, his heart leaped with joy, and he begged to be allowed to accompany the force as interpreter.

As he had passed examinations in six native languages and had studied others nobody was better qualified for the post or seemed to be more likely to get it. It was while his fate thus hung in the balance that he wrote to his cousin Sarah 81 daughter of Dr. Francis Burton, who had just lost her mother. The letter took me quite by surprise.

You may be certain that I join with you in lamenting the event. Your mother had always been one of my best relations and kindest friends; indeed she was the only one with whom I kept up a constant correspondence during the last six years. I have every reason to regret her loss; and you, of course, much more. I hope, however, dear cousin, that you or your sister will occasionally send me a line, informing me of your plans and movements, as I shall never leave to take the greatest interest in your proceedings.

You may be certain that I shall never neglect to answer your letters and shall always look forward to them with the greatest pleasure. Stisted 85 is not yet out: Edward 87 is still in Ceylon and the war 88 has ceased there. I keep this letter open for ten or twelve days longer, as that time will decide my fate. A furious affair has broken out in Mooltan and the Punjaub and I have applied to the General commanding to go up with him on his personal staff. A few days more will decide the business — and I am not a little anxious about it, for though still suffering a little from my old complaint — ophthalmia — yet these opportunities are too far between to be lost.

Unfortunately for Burton, his official respecting his investigations at Karachi in was produced against him 89 , and he was passed over 90 in favour of a man who knew but one language besides English. The date is 25th November, Pray be kind enough to send on the enclosed to my father. I was afraid to direct it to him in Italy as it contains papers of some importance.

You are welcome to the perusal, if you think it worth the trouble. I have also put in a short note for Aunt Georgiana. Kindly give my best love to your sister, and believe me, my dear cousin, your most affectionate R. Her daughter is Mrs. He returned to Bombay a complete wreck, with shrunken, tottering frame, sunken eyes, and a voice that had lost its sonority. At the time he regarded these seven years spent in Sind as simply seven years wasted, and certainly his rewards were incommensurate with his exertions. Still, it was in Sind that the future became written on his forehead; in Sind that he began to collect that mass of amazing material which made possible his edition of The Arabian Nights.

He found them, his sister, and her two little daughters, Georgiana and Maria Minnie at Pisa, and the meeting was a very happy one. Quoting Coleridge, he used to say:. If Burton was thus drawn to those nearest of kin to him, so also his warm heart welled with affection for his friends, and for those who did him kindnesses. In his youth he had explored Italy almost from end to end; but the literary associations of the various towns were their principal charm.

All the Burton servants obtained some knowledge of Italian, even Allahdad being soon able to swear fluently in it, and his aptitude, joined to a quarrelsome temper and an illogical prejudice against all Italians, caused innumerable broils. By and by the family returned to England and Miss Stisted thus describes the progress: A carriage containing my mother and uncle, sister and self, and English maid, and a romantic but surly Asiatic named Allahdad.

Richard Burton, handsome, tall and broad-shouldered, was oftener outside the carriage than in it, as the noise made by his two small nieces rendered pedestrian exercise, even in the snow, an agreeable and almost necessary variety. Much of the year was spent at Leamington and Dover, and in , Burton, accompanied by his brother Edward, crossed to Boulogne, where he prepared for publication his books, Goa, Scinde, Falconry in the Valley of the Indus, and Bayonet Exercise.

Love of a sort mingled with literature, for he continued various flirtations, but without any thought of marriage; for he was still only a lieutenant in the service of John Company, and his prospects were not rosy. He said he required two, and only two qualities in a woman, namely beauty and affection. It was the Eastern idea. She was the eldest of a very large family. No portrait, it was said, ever did justice to her virginal beauty.

She could be heard saying at every turn: Isabel Arundell and Burton could have conducted their first conversation just as well had they been deaf and dumb. She had, however, long pictured to herself an ideal husband, and on seeing Burton, she exclaimed under her breath: Also staying at Boulogne was a young lady for whom Burton entertained a sincere affection, and whom he would probably have married but for the poorness of his outlook. She considered sacred a sash which she wore when dancing with him, and she remembered him specially in her prayers.

Henceforward, one devouring desire occupied her mind. To him, on the other hand, she was but an ephemeral fancy — one of the hundred and fifty women — his fair cousins in England and the softer and darker beauties of France and Italy — to whom he had said tender nothings. Segrave; but she and Burton long preserved for each other a reminiscitory attachment, and we shall get several more glimpses of her as this book proceeds.

Isabel Arundell was herself somewhat cheered by the prophecy of a gipsy of her acquaintance — one Hagar Burton — who with couched eyes and solemn voice not only prognosticated darkly her whole career, but persistently declared that the romance would end in marriage; still, she fretted a good deal, and at last, as persons in love sometimes do, became seriously indisposed. Without loss of time her parents called in a skilful physician, who, with his experienced eye, saw at once that it was indigestion, and prescribed accordingly. Our portraits of the Misses Stisted are also from paintings by Jacquand.

Burton was always very severe on her own sex. Mostyn Pryce, of Gunley Hall. When Burton first became acquainted with Forster FitzGerald Arbuthnot is uncertain; but by , they were on terms of intimacy. Burton was then 32, Arbuthnot Of the strength of the bond that united the two men, and the admiration felt by Arbuthnot for Burton, she had little idea. The sweetness and serenity of his manner were commented upon by all his friends; but like so many of your quiet men, he had a determination — a steady heroism, which made everything give way. Oppose Burton, and you would instantly receive a blow aimed straight from the shoulder, oppose Arbuthnot and you would be pushed quietly and amiably aside — but pushed aside nevertheless.

A great idea had early possessed him. He wanted to see as much attention paid to the literatures of India, Persia and Arabia as to those of ancient Greece and Rome. All the famous books of the East, he said, should be translated into English — even the erotic, and he insisted that if proper precautions were taken so that none but scholars could obtain them, no possible harm could ensue. Surely the time has not arrived for her to take a back seat on that coach, and to let other nations do a work which she ought to do herself.

Hundreds of invaluable manuscripts written by poets and sages, he said, require to be translated into English, and the need of the day is an Oriental Translation Fund. A man of means, Arbuthnot was sometime later to apply his money to the cause he had at heart; and year in, year out, we shall find him and Burton striking at the self-same anvil. Though there was a considerable difference in their ages, and though thousands of miles often separated them, their minds were ever united, and they went down the stream of life together like two brothers.

Much of his time at Boulogne Burton devoted to fencing; and to his instructor, M.

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Constantin, he paid glowing tributes. But of fencing, flirting and book-writing, he soon got heartily tired. Like his putative ancestors, the gipsies, he could never be happy long in one place. After a long and toilsome march, weary of the way, he drops into the nearest place of rest to become the most domestic of men.

For a while he smokes the pipe of permanence with an infinite zest, he delights in various siestas during the day, relishing withal a long sleep at night; he enjoys dining at a fixed dinner hour, and wonders at the demoralisation of the mind which cannot find means of excitement in chit-chat or small talk, in a novel or a newspaper. But soon the passive fit has passed away; again a paroxysm on ennui coming on by slow degrees, viator loses appetite, he walks bout his room all night, he yawns at conversations, and a book acts upon his as a narcotic.

The man wants to wander, and he must do so, or he shall die. As we have seen, Burton, even before he had left Sind, had burned to visit Mecca. Ultimately, however, he decided, in emulation of Burckhardt, the great traveler, to visit Medina and Mecca in the disguise of a pilgrim, a feat that only the most temerarious of men would have dared even to dream of. He made every conceivable preparation, learning among other usefulnesses how to forge horse shoes and to shoe a horse.

Once more Burton had the keen pleasure of putting on disguise. Burton ceased to be, and a muscular and powerful Mirza Abdullah, of Bushire, took his place. At Alexandria he was the guest of Mr. John Thurburn and his son-in-law, Mr. He read the Koran sedulously, howled his prayers with a local shaykh who imparted to him the niceties of the faith, purified himself, made an ostentatious display of piety, and gave out that he was a hakim or doctor preparing to be a dervish.

As he had some knowledge of medicine, this role was an easy one, and his keen sense of humour made the experience enjoyable enough. On the steamer that carried him to Cairo, he fraternized with two of his fellow-passengers, a Hindu named Khudabakhsh and an Alexandrian merchant named Haji Wali. Haji Wali, whose connection with Burton lasted some thirty years , was a middle-aged man with a large round head closely shaven, a bull neck, a thin red beard, handsome features which beamed with benevolence, and a reputation for wiliness and cupidity.

Upon their arrival at Boulak, the port of Cairo. Khudabakhsh, who lived there, invited Burton to stay with him. Hindu-like, Khudabakhsh wanted his guest to sit, talk, smoke, and sip sherbet all day. But this Burton could not endure. They smoked together the forbidden weed hashish, and grew confidential.

He always commenced his prescriptions piously with: He also visited the resting-place of his hero, Burckhardt; indeed, in whatever town he sojourned, he sought out the places associated with the illustrious dead. It was now the Ramazan, and he observed it by fasting, reading the Koran, and saying countless prayers with his face turned devoutly to the Kiblah. The men swaggered, the women minced their steps, rolled their eyes, and were eternally arranging, and coquetting with their head-veils. For servant he now took a cowardly and thievish lad named Nur, and, subsequently, he made the acquaintance of a Meccan youth, Mohammed, who was to become his companion throughout the pilgrimage.

Mohammed was 18, chocolate brown, short, obese, hypocritical, cowardly, astute, selfish and affectionate. They culminated in a drinking bout with an Albanian captain, whom he left, so to speak, under the table; and this having got noised abroad, Burton, with his reputation for sanctity forfeited, found it expedient to set off at once for Mecca. It was a lesson in Oriental metaphysics to see their condition. John Larking the 7th volume of The Arabian Nights.

He died 3rd August , aged There are several stories about him in The Arabian Nights. Burton and his party now embarked on the sambuk which was to take them to Yambu, the port of Medina. As ninety-seven pilgrims were crowded on a vessel constructed to carry only sixty, most extraordinary scenes occurred. Presently a thought struck me. A large earthen jar full of drinking water, in its heavy frame of wood stood upon the edge of the poop. Seeing an opportunity, I crept up to the jar and rolled it down upon the swarm of assailants. Its fall caused a shriller shriek to rise above the ordinary din, for heads, limbs and bodies were sorely bruised by the weight, scratched by the broken potsherds, and wetted by the sudden discharge.

The beauties of the sunrise baffled description. The vessel sailed over a violet sea, and under a sky dappled with agate-coloured clouds. At Mahar, one of the places where they landed, Burton injured his foot with a poisonous thorn, which made him lame for the rest of the pilgrimage.

Presently the welcome profile of Radhwa came in view, the mountain of which the unfortunate Antar sang so plaintively:. He is mentioned in The Arabian Nights. Then, having hired some camels, he joined a caravan, consisting of several hundred men and beasts, which was bound for Medina; but his injured foot still incommoded him. Determined, however, to allow nobody to exceed him in piety, he thrice a day or oftener pounded the sand with his forehead like a true Mussulman.

While passing through one of the mountain gorges the pilgrims were attacked by a number of predatory Bedouin, led by a ferocious chief named Saad, who fired upon them from the rocks with deadly effect, but, at last, after a journey of miles, they reached Medina, with the great sun-scorched Mount Ohod towering behind it — the holy city where, according to repute, the coffin of Mohammed swung between heaven and earth. Minarets shot up above the numerous flat roofs, and above all flashed the pride of the city, the green dome that covered the tomb of Mohammed.

Burton became the guest of the dilatory and dirty Shaykh Hamid. Even these at first attempted to draw their ragged veils over their sable charms. He found the approach to the Mosque choked up by ignoble buildings, and declares that as a whole it had neither beauty nor dignity. Upon entering, he was also disillusioned, for its interior was both mean and tawdry. Of the latter, Mohammed said: They then made their way to the Mosque of Kuba, some two miles out of the town, and witnessed the entry into Medina of the great caravan from Damascus, numbering 7, souls — grandees in gorgeous litters of green and gold, huge white Syrian dromedaries, richly caparisoned horses and mules, devout Hajis, sherbet sellers, water carriers, and a multitude of camels, sheep and goats.

On entering the latter they repeated the usual salutation: Some of the women promised to recite Fatihahs for the donors, and the most audacious seized the visitors by their skirts. Burton laid out three dollars in this way, but though the recipients promised loudly to supplicate Allah in behalf of his lame foot, it did not perceptibly benefit.

There thou wilt eat bread by thy skill, and thy soul will have the blessing of being on holy ground. There are several theories. There are many references to it in the Arabian Nights. Thus the tale of Otbah and Rayya Lib. The events of the journey were not remarkable, though Mohammed very nearly killed himself by feeding too liberally on clarified butter and dates mashed with flour.

Everybody got into good humour when he began:. Simoon and sand-pillar threw down the camels, and loathsome vultures ready for either beast or man hovered above or squabbled around them. To crown their discomforts they were again attached by the Bedouin, whom they dispersed only after a stubborn fight and with the loss of several dromedaries. On entering the gates, Burton and Nur crossed the famous hill Safa and took up their abode with the lad Mohammed. The famous Kaaba, which is in the middle of the great court-yard, looked at a distance like an enormous cube, covered with a black curtain, but its plan is really trapeziform.

But he had to confess the humbling truth that while theirs was the high feeling of religious enthusiasm, his was but the ecstasy of gratified pride. Bare-headed and footed and in company with Mohammed, he first proceeded to the holy well, Zem-Zem, said to be the same that was shown by God to Hagar. It was impossible at first to get near the Black Stone owing to the crush of pilgrims.

However, they occupied the time in various prayers, blessed the Prophet, and kissed the finger tips of the right hand. For some minutes Burton stood looking in despair at the swarming crowd of Bedouin and other pilgrims that besieged it. But Mohammed was equal to the occasion. After reaching the stone, despite popular indignation testified by impatient shouts, we monopolised the use of it for at least ten minutes. While kissing it and rubbing hands and forehead upon it, I narrowly observed it, and came away persuaded that it was an aerolite.

Arrived again at the well Zem-Zem, Burton had to take another nauseous draught and was deluged with two skinfuls of the water dashed over his head. This causes sins to fall from the spirit like dust. He also said the customary prayers at the Makam Ibrahim or Praying Place of Abraham and other shrines. At last, thoroughly worn out, with scorched feet and a burning head, he worked his way out of the Mosque, but he was supremely happy for he had now seen:.

The mountain was alive with people, and the huge camp at its foot had booths, huts and bazaars stocked with all manner of Eastern delicacies, and crowded with purchasers. Instead, however, of listening to the sermons, Burton got flirting with a Meccan girl with citrine skin and liquescent eyes. On the third day, mounted on an ass, he made for Muna and took part in the ceremony called Stoning the Devil.

He was, however, but one of a multitude, and, in order to get to the stoned pillar a good deal of shouldering and fighting was necessary. Soon after his return to Mecca, Mohammed ran up to him in intense excitement. It was a perilous moment; and when Burton looked at the windowless walls and at the officials at the door, and thought of the serried mass of excited fanatics outside, he felt like a trapped rat. Her musical talent Her giggle and dancing feet.. His wit and slang.. Her grace and smartness. Pauline Herman Rita Joyce Lillian Housel and Richard W'ood.

Ben Williams and Elsie Doar. Fred Kroll and Eleanor Urwiler. Crawford Campbell and Burton Hackett. Dorothy Wertz and Russell Ellwell. A-nna Ryan and Erle Ferrguson. Editor-in-Chief seated at antique desk. Tap of the knocker on door marked private. Boy in uniform enters.

Wanl- ter Wtikingstad, famous parachute jumper, makes successful triple jump from loo,ooo feet over Peoria, Ill. That's getting on in the world, and, believe it or not, her accompanist is none other than our own Elsie Birkelandr-a really celebrated pianist. I believe her stage name is Elsette Kreland. I received some interesting news from our special correspondents abroad to-day. Fumbles among papers on desk. WIhere is that paper? Strangely, a lot of it concerns ex-C. He has wonderful power, speaks Chinese fluently. It was a 'go' from its very inception, for even you can imagine what an inconvenience it would be to an aspiring divorcee to have her offspring thrust upon her every six months for temporary care.

This home cer-tainly fills a long felt need. I'm for it myself. I hear there is a long waiting list already. And from London we have the news of Elsie Darley's new novel, to be out next month. I've forgotten the title--Romance, tho' I believe. Y'ou know she captured the Nobel Prize last year with her masterpiece entitled 'Seven O'clock. I've got lots of news in these cables. I just had to rush right over and tell you about them. It's all about our classmates. Some sad news, too. ArthIur Mundberg, you remember 'Mundy,' cute blonde with heavenly blue eyes?

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They were making miles per, too, bult the cable says 'plucky Mlundy' escaped with only minor cuts, and shock--and he never used to shock easy either. Smiles, and Oswald, Jr. Pretty nice for Franlces. She gained her ability to capture 'eml practicing for our Carn-ival, if she needed any aid to her usual line of capti ven ess. I remember that Carnival. I saw something in here about some of the other members of our class. Here in the photogravure section, just glance at this sweet-faced nurse.

She has had more babies named for her than any ten presidents. The secret is, she endows each little new arrival who is given her name with a 8r00 bank account to insure his way in the world. Turns to another sheet. And this athletic personage is Paurlinez Hermalni. No, not double e this timer.

Son, just gaze on this imposing structure. Isn't that a great piece of architecture? A powerful combine has been formed by the amalgamation of the famous beauty specialists Ebelren: Shoppes all over the world. Say, I wonder if they take gentlemen clients too? Feels flabby flesh onl face; bald pate, and corpulent tummy. I need a trip somewhere; guess I'll try the tropics; it ought to be interesting after being gone twenty years. Rings for boy who enters. Boy, get me rates and sailings by P. Boss, could I be your personal valet? Well, so long, folks! Reads from another cablegram. Alicia V'ani, as you'll easily guess, that's our Alice Henter-, has just completed her 99th starring talkie.

It's in Spanish, 'Besos Calientes. Boy, it surely lived up to its name. She heads her own comp- panyy now--with studios at Bella Vista. That's success in big letters, I say! I had a letter from Ralpht Crumll recently. He is Head Professor of English at Harvard. He's known as 'Crabby Crum' in his classes--for he so objects to the least muttering or talking. Same old Crum11, all right!

He sent me a copy of his 'English Idioms in Slang;' tho't I might find it useful. It's used in all the universities now. He's been keeping up a punctual that's his style correspondence with Ddlan and Macis it seems. Della has a beautiful Home for the Insane in the Adirondacks--marvel- ous surroundings, birds everywhere about the grounds, and monkeys playing all around the place--just watching them is part of the method used in the cures--it has been very successful, so her ads say, and she has cured thousands.

She's a wonderful woman. I heard, too, that the en- tire property was willed to her by a former inmate of the Home in appreciation of the wonder ul care given him when she was matronly of the Incurable Ward. She need never work a day, but memories and love of the work keep her there. Mavis has a Fashion Salon in Paris which has become the rendezvous of all the very ultra elite of the whole world.

It is on Rue de la Prix somewhere. That's just her line, Ba-be! How she could wear clothes! C-rulnany said he had seen Frances recently. He owns a fleet of Zeppelins, anld has yachts and racing cars by the dozens; spends ten months of the year going places and doing things, and seeing people. Takes his secretary along most of the time. Randolph Wikinlgstad l Elizabeth Wirtz.. As realized in I Second Sherlock Holmes Traveler Eleanor Fitzgerald, '3o This story was judged the best submitted in the whole high school in the Short Story; Contest. Among the first colonists of this city of Panama was Don Alvarey, a very good fried of Pedro Arias and an important member in the colony.

Don Alvarey lived with his wife and children in a house known to all of Alvarey's friends as "Casa de Alegria" or "House of Happiness. He also had a little girl, Juana-seven years old--who was the pet of the household and, in fact, the pet of the colony. She was a pretty little child with black curly hair and dark brown eyes.

As the colony was still small and Alvarey had no enemies Juana was allowed to play and run around in any part of the village. One day she was sitting on the beach near her home gazing out to the sea. Ever since she could remember she had loved the sea and every day she came to sit there and dream of the time when she would grow up and be able to go on a big boat to the land where she had been born- This particular day, while she was sitting there, Pedro, the son of Arias, crept up on her and frightened her by shouting in her ear.

Ait once she turned on him and commenced to give him a tongue lashing. He clapped his hands Over her mouth and she immediately bit him. Just at this stage of the battle Juana's brother Carlos came to bring her in for lunch. Juana, still breathless from the quarrel, tried to explain what had happened but Pedro kept interrupting her.

Carlos laughed and said, "LCome, come, Juana, you shouldn't let such a little thing make you so angry. From that time on Juana always hated Pedro and he, knowing this, used to tease and torment her until she cried. Before long the colony expanded and grew so that it was considered the most important colony of Spain's American Empire. By I53T, Alvarey had become the most impor- tant member of the Real Audiencia, which was the governing body of Panama. Juana by this time was a young girl of I9, still a favorite in the colony. She was tall and still had her beautiful black hair and dark eyes.

Her love for the sea was greater than before and, although no one knew it, her hatred for Pedro was as strong as ever, Don Alvarey for some time had cherished a secret desire that Pedro and Juana be married, but had said nothing to anyone. He knew that this would unite the two most influential families in the city; however he did not want to force his daughter into a marriage that might not please her. He resolved to see what Juana might have to say about it and then, if she agreed, to arrange the matter with Don Arias. When he came home that evening, Juana came to meet him looking so pretty and sweet, that it brought tears to his eyes to think of parting with her.

Dona Alvarey had died when Juana was only I5- Since that time IVaria, an old servant who had come from Spain with the family, had taken care of the two boys and Juana. She was now fussing around the kitchen pre- paring the evening meal. They sat down to the table and began to chatter. Do you know of anyone who is On it? At this talk; of the ship Juana's ey-es had bright- eneed and she listened with interest. I have seen that you have had many suitors but not one that you favor more than the other. To me, Pedro Alrias is the most suitable. Is it posshile that you agree with me? Surely- you do not hate hlim?

I can not bear to speak of himi," she replied. The neit morning Juana prepared herself in the gayest clothes in which to meest the boat. She had evidently forgotten the conversation of the night before as she was in the grayest mood and chattered incessantlycin musical Castillian Spanish. Wihen the boat had approached quite close but before the passengers had alighted, Juana had time to notice a very- fair young man.

He was quite tall with light curly hair, and from the moment Juana saw him her ey-es never left him. Could hze be an Englishman--she wonldered? MIR 9ii T'he English -that Spain hated so mich--and if he was, what was he doing here, among enemies? All these anld many- other questions were going through her head as she stood beside her father. He seemed to be looking for someone. Finally he spoke to a y-oung man who pointed toward Juana and her father. He immediately walked toward them and she stepped behind her father in order to remain unseen.

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Perhaps there is som-e place we can be alone? They- had very- little oppor- tunity to meet each other as my mother knew that her father would object very strenuously- if he even thought she spoke to a Spaniard. How- ever, the way- of lovers can not be surpassed, and she eloped with her lover and returned to Spain with him.

So, that is the way in which I received my v-ery English name, Giles. The m-essage that I have for you came from your br-other, who for the last five years has been in business with my father. I am sorry to bring news of your brother's death. This message was dictated from his deathbed and contains a will in which he leaves you all his interest in the business, which concerns exporting and importing. My father has sent me here with the message. Finally Don Alvarey spoke, "I am too old a man to think of entering a business of which I know nothing.

But this is an excellent oppor- tunity for Carlos, is it not, Juanita? But her father merely laughed and told her it was impossible. Juana, seeing that this would probably be her only opportunity of ever visiting Spain, was determined to find a way of going with her brother; so while Don Alvarey and the young man was talking Juana walked along silently, thinking very deeply. Carlos, on hearing of what his father was planning for him, was overjoyed.

He listened to all the counsel which his father gave him and a strong friendship began to grow between Giles and Carlos. Juana had been constantly begging her father to allow her to go with her brother, but he would pay no attention to her. Juana went to her brother Carlos and told him how she longed to go with him to see the beauti- ful country of Spain.

He at first laughed at her, but seeing her enthusiasm and unusual desire for this impossible thing, listened to her and promised her that he would try to persuade their father to let her go. If he agreed, Maria was to go along and watch over her. The two of them kept afterDon Alvarey, who was very reluctant to part with his daughter, but just as he granted her every other wish, he also granted this one. Juana and Maria, the old servant, busied themselves with preparations for the journey. All this time Giles had been visiting the house under the pretense of seeing Carlos, but had been spending most of his time trying to gain the atten- tion of Juana.

Wlhen he did get her to take any unusual notice of him she would pelter him with questions of Spain. Carlos andi his father were not blind and could see that the young Spaniard who did not resemble a Spaniard in the least , had more than a friendly interest in Juana. Carlos was pleased as he had learned to admire his friend Giles, but Don Alvarey, who still hoped to see Arias's son, Pedro, married to his daughter, was not so pleased. He spoke of this to Carlos, who was very much sur- prised and said to his father, "I see where the trip will be very interesting since both Giles and Pedro will be traveling with us.

The day of sailing finally arrived and Juana, who was too excited to control herself was running here and there saying good-bye to this one and that one. After some time Carlos came and brought her to her father, who could hardly speak. The parting was a sad one and Juana promised to return as quickly as possible.

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She boarded the ship Fortunato, which had brought the young man to America, and which was now returning to Spain with the precious Juana. The ship could not compare with our modern transatlantic steamers, and poor Juana experi- enced all the very worst pains of seasickness.

Her brother, Carlos, was constant tly at her bedside and when she felt able to walk, he never left her side. But as soon as Carlos and Juana came in sight Giles would join them, and they would laugh and sing and talk until Juana began to forget her illness and to take notice of this very pleasing young man, who always had some new form of entertainment for her, or something to tell her of Spain.

Pedro, in the meantime, watched all this with jealous eyes and he, too, tried to join some of their little gatherings; but as soon as he appeared Juana would change from a gay, laughing young girl to a very serious and haughty young woman, Giles, noticing this, was determined to find out the cause of it, but realized that he must be very careful.

He saw that it was something that Juana kept to herself and was very sensitive about. A strong friendship grew up between them, and Carlos, who was always present, saw that in time it would become more than just friendship. He admired Giles and wished to see him married to Juana, but he also remembered the words of his father. One day the three of them were sitting and talk- ing when a boat was sighted. It carried no flag and the crew were puzzled as to what kinld of ship it might be.

Giles and Carlos began to have their suspicions when the strange ship directed its course toward the Fortunato. The little ship For-tunato kept on her- cour-se although she saw that the larger boat meant to block her way. After some time the larger boat came alongside and a number of ugly men began to jump aboard the little ship. Giles, just a second quicker than Carlos, lifted Juana into his arms and carried her to her cabin, spending a few moments in warnings, telling her not to leave until he should return. The first person that he met on his return was Carlos.

I told her not to leave till I should comer and fetch her. If she is delivered to us without resistance the ship will be allowed to continue its course, otherwise" and Pedro left his sentence unfinished, for Carlos had hit him and hit him so hard that he lay at their feet unconscious. Giles told Carlos to tie and gag Pedro while he went after Juana.

Wait here until I return," he said to Carlos. Then he went toward Juana's cabin. When she opened the door, he noticed that her face was pale and she seemed nervous. Ylou are not hurt" "Carlos is waiting for us," Giles answered. Perhaps it may surprise you, but I may never have another oppor- tunity to tell you that I love you, dearest one, and I am going to pr-otect you if it costs my life.

So the three of them boarded the ship and Giles, now speaking inl English, asked for the captain. W'hen he appeared, Giles said, "Sir, I know not who you are but I am an Englishman of noble birth, the grandson of Sir Giles Berkeley and this is my wife and brother with me. Where is he, the dirty scoundrel? He made up his mind to turn him over to the officials as a spy- and let the Spanish government prosecute him.

WVe were married in a beautiful little church in this city by the same priest who baptized me. He was acting as a spy for England and has been thrown into prison. Carlos thinks it is a profitable and agreeable proposition, and I am sure you think so, too. He will remain here as he says he thinks he was destined to be a merchant. So, father, it will not be long before we will be together again.

Giles wishes to be remembered to you and thanks for me. Is he not foolish but also lovable? This story was next to the grand prize story-, and the best submitted from the Senior Class in the Short Story Contest. Wie were sitting on the veranda of the Stranger's Club, watching the last rays of the sun disappear behind Fort Sherman.

I followed Jack Benton's glance and saw a man of about forty, gray-haired, and very sunburned. His clothes, of a good quality, hung loosely on his spare frame. As I looked, I recognized him. But how--" "The explorer? Deane lived here three years ago--before you came down here. He remained and became very popular with the resi- dents here. After a time, finding the place a bit dull, he made arrangements to make a month's trip into the jungle. While staying here he became very intimate with Cap- tain Danliels, then the Port Captain.

The Daniels had a son, Bill, a boy of about 18, just finished high school--nice boy, rather. Took a great fancy to Deane, and Deane was equally interested in him. Daniels, after demurring awhile, consented to his going, because they trusted Deane implicitly. Everard acknowledged frankly that he would rather leave the boy behind, but Bill's eagerness was so great that he couldn't resist taking him. W'ell, they left in a couple of weeks, and no one ever saw Bill Daniels again. No one ever saw Deane either, until a few months ago, when one of the Airway pilots saw him in Darien.

But I am one of the very few who didn't believe Deane was responsible in any seri- ous way for that boy's disappearance. One of the very few. Daniels waited anld hoped for three mon ths, and then left for the States with a nervous breakdown. Deane recognized me at once, and almost his first words were: The only one of my friends who has spoken to me since" He broke off, and I did not press him. I introduced him to Jack and ordered drinks. It was fair going for the first 15 miles. One morning Bill and I woke to find that our three Indians had gone--why, I never found out--and had taken with them most of our supplies.

But the Indians had not known this, or they would not have left. So Bill and I were left with the prospect of going back at once, as what food supplies remained would obviously last for only a few days. Bill began to pack, while I made notes as to the location and other matters. I drew my revolver and fired at the thing, risking hitting Bill, and shot it through the head.

But I was too late. Young Daniels had been bitten, and in spite of all my efforts he died within 20 miTnuteS' Deane paused, and very, very carefully, stubbed out his cigarette. He must have loved that boy very much. Neither Jack nor I spoke, and Deane went on: Daniels and broken the news to her; but I hadn't the courage.

Benton," he said, and I think he must have caught Jack's contemptuous look. There is more than One kind of bravery, my boy, and perhaps some day you will learn that. Now I am groinlg away from Panama forever. I sail for Chinlato-morrow, and I shall spend most of my time at my place in Mlanchuria, trying to forget. Harrison, I want y-ou to do something for me. I want you to write to Mrs. Daniels and tell her.

Say what you like about me--the worst will not do me justice.

Jack and I went home, very- pensive. This story was the best submitted from the Junior Class in the Ig30 short story Contest. W'hen I finished my college course, about two years ago, I decided that European travel would broaden my education, so for a year or more I traveled throughout Europe, collecting old books and manuscripts. It was after my travels, while I was classifying and cataloging my literary discoveries, that I dis- covered an old letter in one of the Spanish books.

I looked at it carefully, read a few lines, and at once became immersed mn the contents. As you know I was aide to the Governor of Panama. WIhen he heard of the approach of the pirate, Mourgan, he summoned mne to his quarters andi said, "You, Don Juan, have been my aide for two years, and during that time you have served me faithfully.

Make your preparations at once. You may draw upon the city for supplies. The procession was head d by a young officer while a dozen soldiers marched on each side with lowered gun muzzles. They marched through the jungle toward San Lorenzo for several hours when a party of armed men stepped into the trail in front of them. It is your duty to help me take this body to the coast.

The big man smiled and said, "I am Sir Henry Morgan. Who are y'ou and what is the reason for taking this corpse across the Isthmus, knowing that I was planning to attack Panama? I have already captured Fort San Lorenzo. According to an old story, Panama will fall the day after this man is buried, if he is buried in the soil of the New World; so I am trying to take his body to a Spanish ship, that it may be buried in Spain.

Soon we came to deep bog and Morgan stopped his men, saying, "Here we are, men. The copper coffin quickly sank from sight and Morgan' laughingly said, "My dear Don Juan, since you were so useful, I shall not kill you. You can live to see me take Panama. Now I am Morgan's prisoner, and I must say, he has treated me like a gentleman, even permitting me to send you this letter.

You probably think I am very indiscreet, putting the secret of the coffin on paper, but Morgan said he would not read it and he never breaks a promise. No, he will never know thalt the coffin contains a fortune in jewels instead of a body. Soon, I hope, I will be free, for Morgan has taken Panama. I will try to recover the jewels and in that way redeem myself with my King.

Of course this letter fascinated me. I investi- gated a few old Spanish books in the collection and discovered that a nobleman by that name was tortured to death by Sir Henry Morgan. Also I found that his best friend, Don Andres de Cer- vantes died on an expedition to Panama two years later. Somewhere on the trail to San Lorenzo there is a fortune waiting for someone to claim. Probably it will be there forever, for all who knew where the copper casket is buried are dead.

This was the best story submitted from the Sophomore Class. The trip across, for even midwinter, had been unusually dull. There were less than persons on the big liner, most of them traveling salesmen or firm representatives coming home for Christ- mas after a year abroad; and I had resigned myself to a week of boredom. The weather, too, was bitter, and I spent most of my time moping around the great empty reading room, or the smoking salon. It was natural, then, that I should attach myself to Talbot, or, more truth- fully, that he should attach himself to me. From the first I had taken a liking to the lad, and even after his unmasking I had not the heart to turn him down.

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Indeed, had not some of the smoking- room crowd testified that mine was a different profession, I might have been ostracized as an accomplice. On the first night out I met him, and I was not sure whether he was English or merely an imi- tation. All the outward and visible signs were English, but he told me that though he had been educated at Oxford and had spent most of his time since then playing polo in India, he was an American.

He had spent some time, and, according to himself, much money, at the water- ing places along the French Riviera. I thought that I had seen him somewhere before, but I could not seem to place him. He talked glibly of people well-worth knowing in both New York and London, but he occasionally made slips. It was his obvious case to cover up these slips that first made me wonder whether he had any motives besides personal vanity in pursuing. I could not tell whether he was working up to an immediate loan, or asking me for an introduction to a banker in New York, or a card to a club.

Then the next night I discovered his motive. I'm a rotten hand at cards. Can't win, and can't leave 'em alone. He smiled, as though half ashamed of his weakness. It's dull, but cheap. You like cards yourself? At this, when he discovered he was wasting his time on me, I expected him to be annoyed; but his disappointment struck far- deeper. He slowly shut his eyes as if I had hurt him physically, and for a moment I believe he was oblivious to my presence.

Quite improperly, I felt sorry for him. If he showed his disappointment so keenly, his need for a few dollars must have been great. Almost at once I abandoned him and went on deck. When I came back an hour later, he was deep in a game of poker. He looked up and passed, and called to me. His audacity and inconsistency so astonished me that I walked out of the room in silence. When we met on the deck, he was not even apologetic. Instead, as though we were partners in crime, he chuckled delightedly.

They think you vouched for me to-night; so to-morrow they're going to raise the limit. I've convinced them I'm an easy mark. He considered this unworthy of an answer, hence only smiled. Then the smile died, and in his eyes I saw fear, infinite weariness, and distress. Can you give me something to straighten m7y head? Mindful of the use he had made of my name, I objected strenuously.

But I know who you are," he said. I think he's watching me. I came home on. There was a little trouble on that trip and I fancy he remembers me. Anyway," he said, as though disposing of the subject, "I've got to make expenses. The man chuckled complacently. I switched on the lights and saw him at the foot of my berth. His hands were shaking, and I saw that he was holding himself in check with great difficulty. For a moment he looked old and worn; finished. They moved me out of India, then Cairo, then Port Said. Then they closed Paris on me.

Now they've closed London. I had a club there. Just a few games--roulette, baccarat. Very quiet, y'know, very exclusive. Nice, fashionable district, too, down on Berkeley Street. I think it was my butler who sold me. Anyway, they took us down to Bow Street. I've plunged on this trip.

It's my last chance. They've been payin' me to live abroad. I'm goin' home to 'em. I've been away for ten years. I'm comin' home as the Prodigal Son, tired of eatin' the husks of life, now I'm just waiting' for 'em to kill the fatted calf. I know of times when he tried to get me to come home, but the rest of the family didn't want me. He was always decent to me, even when the others were treating' me like a dog. He's my best bet. I suggested as much. I got to make enough to go on till I see my family.

I gave him a sleeping powder, and sent him off to bed. Apparently it was just what he needed for the next day after luncheon he was up on deck looking fresh and strong, and active. He seemed to have forgotten our previous night's conver- sation, and when I asked him to abandon his smoking-room activities for the rest of the voyage, he only laughed. I came into the smoking room about 9 o'clock, to see how the game was progressing. All the players except Talbot were standing up; their voices were raised in anger. Talbot sat with his back against a bulkhead, cool and nonchalant. Outwardly, at least, he was indifferent to the hostile gestures which were being directed at him by his chief tormentor, a noisy, red-faced pest named Smedburg.

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Pero algo muy raro empesara a ocurrir entre ellos dos. Nickercy Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rated: If I Die Young by Sode no Shirayuki reviews Because while they all did die young they certainly did get a lot done in their lifetimes. AU, crack, angsty, genderbending and completely cannon drabbles on Hashirama, Madara, Tobirama and Izuna.

Pairings will be listed at the beginning of each chapter but mostly MadaHashi and TobiIzu. Yaoi Naruto - Rated: Kaname finds a way to send one person back in time. This magic can only be used once and only by a pure blood. He decides to send Zero back in time to fix the past and save Yuuki. My wife's a man! Tsuna at Vongola headquarters in Italy. Reborn came up with a crazy proposition for Tsuna saying he'd have to marry TYL! In this fic they don't know each other, he heard that Hibari is a very beautiful and graceful woman but little did he know, Hibari was actually a man.

The darkness is slowly consuming Obito, and depression has gotten hold of Kakashi. But maybe together, it will all be okay. The rating might change for safety measures I'm not sure yet. But when they have to promote from elementary school and leave Nico alone, they promise to meet each other again in high school. But, what do they find once they find out Nico goes to their school? They didn't seem to find Nico; it was an exact opposite of the Nico they once knew. But, why was he like this? Once a Year by jessicac6 reviews When she spotted the bear, she started slowly backing up.

She shouldn't have come here. She looked up and made eye contact with the bear, knowing she was caught. But when she looked into it's eyes she saw something familiar that made her heart skip a beat. Something she only got to see once a year. Brave, - Rated: The Gift of Giving by 27x18 reviews For years there has been a mysterious gift giver leaving presents on Hibari Kyoya's desk, until one day there isn't.

Let us all celebrate with fluff Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Eternal by Enviouswriter1 reviews Still in love with Percy, but feeling completely hopeless, Nico has been hiding in the depths of the underworld. While there he discovers something that is going to change the entire world, but Nico could never have guessed just how much.

Angst, drama, romance, sex. Mad Uchiha by Hatake Kazumi reviews Kakashi didn't want to acknowledge that the monster in front of him was really Obito - hyperactive, knuckle-headed Obito, not psychopathic, mad and murderer Obito, but the sound of scalpel scraping against a wall of stone and the scent of blood filling the musky air made him think Rated for blood and violence.

Late visitor by PineappleFairy69 reviews Alaude is still working when Giotto comes to see him in his office. Although Alaude is really busy Giotto waits for him to finish his work. AlaGio fluff, romance headcanons Katekyo Hitman Reborn! What happens when they are forced to face their "enemies" and their true feelings while seperated from each other. Vampire knight y sus personajes pertenecen a Matsuri Hino. But through all of this, sometimes there comes a conflict that cannot be so easily resolved. And though both sisters had written off the villain Hans as a horrible disturbance that thankfully would not come to haunt them again.

Life sometimes has other ideas. La peor caida by Imagination lady reviews Hiyori no sabe que tan bajo puede caer cuando pierde contra Shinji, luego de que el no se despidiera al recobrar su puesto de capitan They offer the crew a glimpse of their futures. The story of how Percy and Nico grew up and eventually find their other half.

Frozen Hearts by sakume reviews Hans begrudgingly returns to his kingdom to take responsibility for his actions.

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Met with ridicule and hate, and desperate to escape the memory of his haunting past, he takes on a journey to thaw the "frozen heart" he's been accused of, to seek forgiveness from a woman he never really knew, only to find an adventure he could not imagine. Make it Through by mintry reviews Zero turns out to be a 'Carrier Vampire', a male vampire that can bear children.

How will he survive when almost every vampire wants him as a mate? Un nuevo comienzo by A mirror of memories reviews 'No recuerdo quien era ni en donde estuve antes de renacer, solo se que hay alguien que debo encontrar' Gatomon murio antes de que los elegidos llegaran al continente Server, y no recuerda nada de su pasado. Best Intentions by Neferit reviews It seemed so harmless at the beginning — get to know the future Consort, make sure that he will not become one, for there are others far more suitable than some hobbit from Shire.

Or rather - Valar save them all from those who have good intentions. Ahora queda recoger las piezas y formar una nueva vida. It is slash between the boys, but although the bedroom is always the most interesting, I really like to explore what the character is going through and how they get to their sweet lovin ; starts where the House of Hades finishes. VERY sexual warning , coarse lang. Hope you enjoy this new version! Nico collapses in front of the Lotus Hotel and is taken in by the manager, Percy. But is this really paradise? Nico colapsa frente al Lotus Hotel y es salvado por el gerente, Percy.

Time Switch by razielxale reviews When Zero gets in a fight with Kaname, he tries to commit suicide, however, he finds a magical stone. It makes him and the future Zero switch places and to top it off in the future Zero and Kaname are lovers? What will happen when they are in each others times? Neither Draco or Astoria are thrilled with the arrangement. How will they handle it and will they find love? Diana Wynne Jones - Rated: A Switch in Time by WDW reviews Rin gets rescued, not by her teammates, but by two mysterious, strangely familiar men.

Warnings for unexplained time travel and a possible time paradox. T - English - Humor - Chapters: There's this boy and he kinda has my heart by CapitalP reviews 'I mean… you can just stay here. I just broke up, you know. So I need someone to accompany me. Why should I feel nervous? Nico was looking around. I think he was nervous too somehow. Unfortunately for the mental states of both parties, the pair are from a post-canon KakaObi universe.

Time travel, of a sort. Rated T for language and mild sexual humor. On and Off Bullying by peacelovedove reviews Ally gets bullied in school by Austin and his friends. Whole lot of stuff happens the story will end up an Auslly, but we have to get up to that. Sorry bad summery just try it out! Silver with Ethan just to see him lose to Red. For the 5th time. Keep me Hidden by AstronomicalDragon reviews Tsuna nearly missed the slight movements of Hibari's lips. Maybe Mukuro was up his own ass with the illusions again and decided Tsuna needed some more stress in his life?

Lambo Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Reduce, Reuse, Recycle by black. Obito snatches up the abandoned bottle, jogs three steps, and hurls it with all the force he can manage at the back of the white-haired litterer's head, snarling, "Hey, asshole! Recovery, Redemption and Romance by luvsbitca reviews When Thorin is injured in the Battle of the Five Armies, Bilbo surprises everyone with his healing abilities. Then as Erebor starts to rebuild he continues to surprise people with his knowledge and skills. On top of everything else that is occuring there is a dwarf king and a hobbit are be trying to court one another without the other knowing.

Direct Spoilers for the end of book. Set in my "Three" series universe. You have been warned. Don't like, don't read. Arlert Armin, never thought she would be living out one of her dream fantasy in her boss office. He feels so jealous about it and he doesn't even know why. Want u back by Onnanoakachan98 reviews "James esta harto de los constantes rechazos de Lily, la cual no se da cuenta de sus sentimientos por James. Debido a esto James decide seguir el consejo de su mejor amigo. Gokudera Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Nico no puede mentir acerca de sus sentimientos.

He only wanted to make Izuna's wish a reality. Unfortunately for him, Tobirama took it upon himself to bring that wish to fruition…literally. But, Zero is sort of confused as to why Kaname wanted to be the one he has to wed for a peace treaty between hunters and vampires. Read and find out! Chapter 12 is up! All the Percybilities by Takara Phoenix reviews There are different parallel universes and the crew of the Argo II gets to travel those worlds. Worlds like, what if Percy had turned to the titans?

What if the children of the underworld had met in the 30s? What if Percy had ran away from Gabe as a child? What if Mortals still believed in the Greek gods? Silver after he beat Green at the Elite Four, yet he could never escape his feelings for him. Eren, LevixEren, mas parejas a lo largo del fic. Among these dangers is the Huntress, a ship said to have been raised from the bones of each person lost at sea. It's Captain and crew are feared far and wide, and their reputation grows with each voyage they take. When the Prince of the Sea is given a prophecy M - English - Adventure - Chapters: Transmigraciones by Usagi Lawliet reviews A veces las transmigraciones no suelen salir del todo bien.

Darkrai, the 'demon' prince of a kingdom Darkland, Cresselia is the daughter of a kingdom, Lifarian. Arceus hates Darkrai and his kingdom, and Cresselia falls for this dark prince. The sheltered princess, falls for the 'demon' prince, what happens? Love, that's what happens. Cuando te recuperes by Ilywen reviews AU. An Unexpected Interruption by FemaleSpock reviews In which a perfectly normal hobbit wedding is interrupted by the rather unexpected arrival of a royal visitor.

A fluffy, everyone lives AU. Vampires of the Shire by Kindred01 reviews Modern Vampire AU, Bilbo is attacked on his way home from work only to be 'saved' by a vampire? Better than I know myself by RavenDoe reviews I took four months for Thorin to send his men out to get his hobbit back to Erebor. Bilbo is thrilled when he sees is old companions again but not so thrilled over the reason for their visit. Male x Male, Bagginshield! You can see me. Nor do I believe in snowy haired boys who float and bother girls walking home. If I Lose Myself by TalysAlankil reviews When Nico di Angelo and his sister are sent to a summer camp, he's ready to spend the worst month of his life.

Things do not quite go as planned, however. Junjou Unrequited by Miss Mysty reviews Shizuko Ishi realizes that, after so long, it's hard for Ijuuin to just let go of Misaki and the support he's given him. But as Ijuuin's sub-editor, he shouldn't be his last resort when things go wrong. And maybe he cares about him even more than the man realizes. Terapia Familiar by Cinnamon secrets reviews Crack fic. Dos familias, muchos miembros Tsubasa Chronicle - Rated: But, when he's playing his violin under a tree one day in a nearby park, he comes face to face with a certain someone: His whole life turns completely around for him, but how?

Zero is sent to the night class because of his secret and becomes the target of certain pureblood out to pursue and control him, and to make him his. Elsa vows to protect her sister Anna by any means after the death of their parents. So when she crushes Anna's marriage with Hans, angry Anna leaves the house, only to have an accident.

She is rescued by a mysterious Kristoff, while Elsa mourns with the false news of her death. Soon enough though the girls at camp are coming-on to the twice savior of Olympus. Percy however has no intention of finding a new girlfriend. So how will he get them to leave him be? It's a good thing Nico is around. Seven years ago Renji left Soul society with a secret, he was content and happy with his new life, unfortunately life as we know it is a bitch.

He was "kidnapped" back to soul society. All would be well if his daughter wasn't painfully similar to her other father, or if it wasn't a crime to stay in the living world longer than ordered to. Renji x Byakuya, Renji x? Will a certain hot headed dragon slayer be able to talk some sense into him, or will Gray be lost to them forever? Fairy Tail - Rated: What if Hans decided he didn't want to kill Elsa? What if he thought he could control her and her powers? What if Kristoff found Anna first?

When Hans decides that he wants Elsa to marry him, he's keen on putting an act to get her to trust him, and he succeeds. But when Anna wakes and becomes hellbent on revenge, will she go too far? Bride of the Demon Prince by sachiroyurei reviews One who finds and possesses the robes of a celestial maiden may force her to be his bride.

But what happens when one chances upon the robes of a demon prince, especially when the one who takes the robes must be the bride instead! But can Percy live up to his own promises, as the ghosts of his past keep haunting him. How deep a scar did Tartarus leave on him? Inspired by art from InfiniteCity on Deviantart. In which a certain trio tries to hookup two demigods. One Night by theboringdolphin reviews Nico di Angelo and Percy Jackson ride the same train every morning and every night, it's routine, never changing, always the same.

Until one night it all changes. Sophie, without say, is forced to spend the rest of her days with Howl, but when an unexpected man comes to save her, will she really want to leave? Rated M for possible sexual content later. A moment in time changed by turtlepearlove reviews Every change leads to a different decision. How different would Draco's choice be if the 'Chosen one' was a girl? Would history take a different course?

Give him money and a target and he'll get the job done. But with most of his friend getting out of the industry, will he follow? And what happens when the case hits home? Some mentions of baby! Thilbo with slight Dwori. The Rise of the Violet Eyed Nightmare by My Soul is Spartan reviews Darkrai finds an abandoned pokemon egg in Alamos Town's garden, can he succeed in being the one thing he thought he'd never be?

Seven Days To Fall In Love by theboringdolphin reviews Percy Jackson has this strange habit of going out with anyone who asks him out at the beginning of the week for seven days straight, before breaking it off if he doesn't fall in love. Then Nico di Angelo comes along and asks Percy out on a whim, thinking he would never be taken seriously. What will happen if Percy does take Nico seriously?

Is one week long enough to fall in love? K - Spanish - Chapters: Have one high school, some friends to actually keep, and maybe a boyfriend but when you have a mother who likes to travel in search for new things, it's hard to be normal. While in Egypt they find this really cool fountain that's supposed to send you back in time. They don't believe in the legend. Reborn into the lines they have created — vampire and hunter.

From this momentous event a great union shall be formed. A union that will create a child, a child with power never before seen in this world…" AU - The Kiryuus and Kurans are both pureblood families, and are also friends. With a simple sentence, the fate of the entire shinobi world would be changed forever.

Madara learns this fact the hard way when Hashirama leaves him with an unexpected gift that he doesn't want, but can't return. Promise by WhatifStoryTeller reviews When they were children they made a promise that will bring them together. Or the other doesn't accomplish it? Babysitting Days by amethyst-ice22 reviews Dame-Tsuna, well, was dame. No matter what he did, he failed, except for one though, and that's his innate ability to make children like him.

That fact doesn't change even if the child is the son of the infamous Hibari Kyoya. N was alone in the woods with Zorua when he meets someone who'll have an affect on the rest of his life. Withered by guren reviews The war for that stone that he wanted to prevent — it only got worse and he himself was banished from Erebor forever. With a broken heart, he went home back to Shire.

When he finally returned back to his hobbit hole, it seemed like he was a stranger. The curse of the line of Durin has taken its toll on Thorin, his friend — no, Thorin did not think of him as a friend anymore. A Re-imagining of the Quest of Erebor. Billa Baggins is not your average burglar, but she's always had a certain spark. Something Thorin initially resents, and ultimately grows to love. Begins with Billa's meeting of Thorin Oakenshield and carries through the events of Erebor's reclaiming Co-authored with Eleanor Damaschke. Will The Imperial be a place for Zero where he will find love and happiness or misery and heartbreak in the form of a handsome and rich young man, named Kaname?

D Vampire Knight - Rated: Better Off This Way by hopefulmemoir reviews Gabe ends up in trouble with some bad men when Percy is young. This results in Percy never finding out who his father is. His life takes a different turn, one without the gods, but there are just as many monsters within men. Not Your Honey by xXxDeadEyesNekuxXx reviews Green is set with the mission to capture or kill his ex-boyfriend but he apparently only dated Red to provide cover to his true self.

What will happen when Red decides not to take any of his bullshit? En donde Howl tiene un hijo by Chica Plutonio reviews Las sorpresas de la vida a veces pueden ser algo, inesperadas Encuentro fatal by M. What the Future Holds by Psychonaut-Hobbit reviews Draco Malfoy is having trouble getting over his mistakes in the past, but once an unexpected friendship blossoms between Harry Potter's youngest son and his, he finally has a chance to sort things out with Harry.

Later forgiveness and romance ensues. Added one more extra chapter! Well-Deserved by OceansAria reviews A couple of years down the road, Anna and Kristoff are married and expecting something-or someone-very special. But when the mysterious disappearance of Kristoff's team of men interrupts their happiness, he has no choice but to go after them.

And Anna can't just stay behind and follow orders, now, can she? On the other hand, Elsa is struggling to make nice with a visting prince Mine to Keep by chippo reviews People were told to not go out late at night, but Green was too curious as to why. And because of this, it led him to meeting 'something'. And that something, changed his way of life forever. A Secret Lover by chippo reviews Rumours has it that Red has a 'girlfriend', but no one has ever seen her. Just who is this mystery lover? Kissing Monster by chippo reviews Red has quite the addiction, and Green is the one to face the assault.

Being under the table and facing right where his crotch is, Ash simply couldn't resist the temptations A Shot in the Dark by Silver pup reviews AU — When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself in his old bed in his old home in his old body. Or a trick of magic? Either way, Bilbo recognizes a second chance when he sees one, and this time his adventure with Thorin is going to go a bit differently. Y su huella era imborrable. Pero la fauna local, posee algo que no estaba previsto.

Claro que siempre hay que tener cuidado con lo que se desea. Alaude who had just gotten back from a mission immediately searched for the blond boss. In the same universe as Worthy. Mist and Storm by songdreamerspace reviews "Can I take this as proof of your preference of women, or have your tastes changed? Otherwise known as the time Reborn wandered into the kitchen looking for coffee, only to stumble across Viper Lost and Found by tintenstern reviews Green lost his dear Eevee, Red found it by chance. In the end they find each other. Never regret it by elyteracy reviews There are a bunch of first times in their relationship.

Green could never say he regrets them. Nothing According to Plan by eagonfan reviews Jellal and Erza decide to bring Natsu and Gray along for a double date. Of course, with those two along, nothing possibly goes as planned. Written for my friend Will in the space of about three hours. I hope you like it. Fireworks by Titania's Song reviews This is a special request for arashi wolf princess's birthday.

Definitely yaoi boy on boy between Gary Oak and Ash Ketchum. If you don't like Palletshipping or male sex don't read it. No I don't own pokemon. If I did I wouldn't have to write this. El Origen De Los Guardianes 2: Stupid on his part, he knows. But when this sexy stranger walks up to him with that sexy chuckle, he didn't care as much.

This is a Vampire Knight Gender-Bender! Basically, Zero learns from Kaname, that not all pure-bloods are bad. I suck at summaries. Family Conflict by SpiderlilyPrincipessa reviews On the second week of school the Uzamakis met the Uchihas and shit went down. It was hate at first sight or so they all claimed if asked.

Watch as they have to deal with each other everyday and see if they'll continue to hate each other or grow to feel something more. Contains OCs and Yaoi. Warm Winters by Freya Freedom reviews The snow was coated bloody red. Kaname let tears of blood trailed down from his scarlet eyes. He was forced to turn Zero into a monster. His beautiful, innocent Zero.

Now Zero had to live with no past memories of Kaname, and fake memories implanted by Rido, memories that made him hate what he was. But what if he started to remember? Rating is now T. It seemed Nico was crying. Cover image by Viria! More Shocking Than Lightning by Mayomay reviews At war, it was seen disgraceful for women to be among the men in the battlefield So Madara and Izuna fake their gender in order to protect their clan.

A mistake leads to the intervention of someone who should be dead, and the course of history might be changed. Waves by midnightinjapan reviews Nico meets merman Percy. A Nightmare in a Dream by kenzithewriter reviews Percy is having strange dreams, which is normal for a demi-god, right? But these are some not-so-normal dreams, involving Nico? Did Percy down the wrong drink, or are the fates trying to hint at something? Rated M for later chapters. First time fic-writer, so all feedback is welcomed! Echo by A Dueling Heart reviews Titans have always been the enemy. Eren never expected that to change, but unraveling the truth behind Titans threatens to end them all.

Eren never found it harder to hold onto her mother's view. M - English - Chapters: Clase homo sexual by M. Hayden reviews [Yaoi] Solo eran clases sobre sexo, hecha especialmente de ukes para ukes. Trapped In The Time by 6cartercharlie6 reviews Two centuries ago the Scorpio Saint Kardia was trying hard to fulfill his dream about living the fullest live with the help of his close friend, Degel. But any of them didn't expected the two guests, that changed their lives in so incredible way.

The story about the frienship and the love, about the adultery and forgivness.