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Updated: May 13, 2025
It was his intention to go to Al Jezira, to seek the French commandant at the barracks known as the Kasbah, and give him the information concerning Bab Azoun.
"Ah! monsieur, it might be beyond our power to overcome the fighters of Bab Azoun by force, but there are other ways." "Thank Heaven, yes." "The battle is not always to the strong, nor the race to the swift." "He speaks like ze prophet," murmurs Monsieur Constans, gazing upon the sublime face and magnificent figure of the Arab courier with something that partakes of the nature of awe.
One of the desert raiders gallops alongside, and, clutching the bridle, turns the runaway around. By this time the commotion above has increased, and it even sounds as though the men of Bab Azoun might be starting out in quest of the fugitives who have given them the slip. What are these sounds closer by the thunder of many hoofs, the wild neighing of steeds?
That is understood, but it does not prevent me from desiring to advance. Still we will redouble our caution." They see lights. These appear to come from openings in the hill, doubtless mouths of the deserted mines, which the robber band of Bab Azoun occupy temporarily, with their accustomed boldness.
I had given my word. An Arab will never break that. But I let him go after a few kicks, which, you see I have learned to give from the Franks. He will not go back. He now becomes an open ally of Bab Azoun, the desert tiger." "Well " "Monsieur, one word more. He could not tell me all, but gave me to understand that Bab Azoun was in the employ of another party, some Frank who loves revenge."
What does it mean? Have my friends fallen into the hands of robbers?" Mustapha immediately nods his head. "It is so, monsieur." "Who are they?" "Arabs, Kabyles, Moors all who hate the Franks, yet love money more. They are under a desperate leader, the Tiger of the Desert." At this Monsieur Constans utters a low cry. "He means Bab Azoun, ze terrible gate-way of death."
Consequently no demonstration on the part of the natives is attempted. Among the foreigners, and in the better circles of merchants and traders, there is great rejoicing over the victory, for it has long been dangerous to travel in the region of the coast because of the bold forays of this same Bab Azoun. They hope his power will now be broken, and that perhaps the outlaw himself may be dead.
Bab Azoun and his desperate followers expect no mercy, and the French give none. The few Arabs who are uninjured, make a determined assault in one quarter, and literally hew their way through, leaving half of their number on the field.
A hundred pounds and four such scarecrows!" Perhaps he is thinking of the chances of their being overhauled by the men of Bab Azoun, mounted on swift coursers, for there are none who ride better than these desert warriors, and none who own such steeds. "Let us mount seconds are precious. There, by throwing one stirrup over, it will make a fair lady's saddle. Allow me, Lady Ruth."
"True, we are three they are forty. If we venture to attack we will meet death. That is very good; death comes to all men, and the Koran teaches us that the brave who die in battle, with their faces toward the foe, are transported immediately to paradise. That is why the followers of Mohammed never know fear in a battle. But if we die, what then becomes of those in the hands of Bab Azoun?"
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