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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Yes, Galt Roscoe," said a voice, "Sam Kilby is the man that loved Alo loved her not as you did. He would have given her a home, have made her happy, perhaps. You, when Kilby was away, married her in native fashion which is no marriage and KILLED her." "No, no, I did not kill her that is not so. As God is my Judge, that is not so."
One evening a swarm of poor people with candles in their hands appeared to a dishonest guardian of the poor at Perugia, and danced round about him; a great figure spoke in threatening tones on their behalf, it was St. Alo, the patron saint of the poorhouse. These modes of belief were so much a matter of course that the poets could make use of them as something which every reader would understand.
To think that after all these years, you can strike me! There is something malicious in the way Mercy Falchion crosses my path. What she knows, she knows; and what she can do if she chooses, I must endure. I cannot love Mercy Falchion again, and that, I suppose, is the last thing she would wish now. I cannot bring Alo back. But how does that concern her! Why does she hate me so?
He lay back at full stretch over the sharp rocks, cramming the scribbled note and pencil into a pock his hat. His hat down on his eyes. That is Kevin Egan's movement I made, nodding for his nap, sabbath sleep. Et vidit Deus. Et erant valde bona. Alo! Bonjour. Welcome as the flowers in May. Under its leaf he watched through peacocktwittering lashes the southing sun.
Alo's father was my father; and her mother had been honestly married to my father by a missionary; though for my sake it had never been made known. You remember, also, that you carried on your relations with Alo secretly, and my father never suspected it was you." "Your sister!" Roscoe was white and sick. "Yes. And now you understand my reason for wishing you ill, and for hating you to the end."
Harar is still, as of old , the great "half way house" for slaves from Zangaro, Gurague, and the Galla tribes, Alo and others : Abyssinians and Amharas, the most valued , have become rare since the King of Shoa prohibited the exportation.
The very night Alo killed herself I had made up my mind to leave the navy. I was going to send in my papers, and come back to Apia, and marry her as Englishmen are married. While I remained in the navy I could not, as you know, marry her. It would be impossible to an English officer. I intended to come back and be regularly married to her." "You say that now," was the cold reply.
The Alo extend westwards from the city: the Nole inhabit the land to the east and north-east, about two days' journey between the Eesa Somal, and Harar: on the south, are situated the Babuli and the Jarsa at Wilensi, Sagharrah, and Kondura, places described in these pages.
Falchion's name was generally connected with your fancies.... But really no one could place any weight on what a man said in delirium, and I only mention the fact to let you see exactly on what ground I stand with you." "Can you give me an idea of the thing I raved about?" "Chiefly about a girl called Alo, not your wife, I should judge who was killed."
"Yes, Galt Roscoe," said a voice, "Sam Kilby is the man that loved Alo loved her not as you did. He would have given her a home, have made her happy, perhaps. You, when Kilby was away, married her in native fashion which is no marriage and KILLED her." "No, no, I did not kill her that is not so. As God is my Judge, that is not so."
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