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MOHAMMED ALI AND HIS HOUSE

An Historical Romance

by L. MUHLBACH

TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY CHAPMAN COLEMAN

BOOK I YEARS OF YOUTH.

CHAPTER I. The Sea II. Mother and Son III. Boyish Dreams IV. Premonition of Death V. The Story-teller VI. The Mamelukes VII. Dreams of the FutureVIII. The Friends IX. A Soul in the Agonies of Death X. Cousrouf Pacha XI. The Revolt

BOOK II PARADISE AND HELL.

CHAPTER I. The Flower of Praousta II. Masa III. The First Day of Creation IV. Masa's Jewelry V. The Deliverance VI. The Flight VII. The MessengerVIII. Vanished IX. Where is she? X. The Departure XI. The Triple Oath XII. The Paradise under the Earth

BOOK III THE MAMELUKES.

CHAPTER I. Revenge II. All Things pass away III. The Bim Bashi IV. The Embarkation V. The Camp at Aboukir VI. The Massacre VII. RestitutionVIII. The Viceroy of Egypt IX. Sitta Nefysseh X. L'Elfi Bey XI. The Council of War XII. The Abduction

BOOK IV THE VICEROY.

CHAPTER I. Butheita II. In the Desert III. The Agreement IV. The Revolt V. A Strong Heart VI. Persecution VII. Money! Pay!VIII. The Insurrection IX. Vengeance at Last X. The Return to Cairo XI. Mohammed Ali and Bardissi XII. Against the MamelukesXIII. Love unto Death XIV. Courschid Pacha XV. The Tent XVI. RetributionXVII. Conclusion

BOOK I

YEARS OF YOUTH

CHAPTER 1

THE SEA.

Beautiful is the sea when it lies at rest in its sublimity, itsmurmuring waves gently rippling upon the beach, the sky abovereflected with a soft light upon its dark bosom.

Beautiful is the sea when it bears upon its surface the statelyships, as though they were rose-leaves caressingly tossed by onewave to another. Beautiful is the sea when the light barks withtheir red sails are borne slowly onward by the gentle breeze, thecareless fishermen casting nets from the decks of their frail craftinto the deep, to draw thence, for the nourishment or pleasure ofman, its silent inhabitants. Beautiful it is when in the darkness ofthe night, relieved only by the light of the stars, and the moonjust rising above the horizon, the pirates venture forth in theirboats from their lairs on the coast, and glide stealthily alongwithin the shadow of the overhanging cliffs, awaiting an opportunityto rob the fishermen of their harvest; or, united in larger numbers,to suddenly surround the stately merchantman, clamber like cats upits sides, murder the sleeping, unsuspecting crew, and putthemselves in possession of the vessel.

The sea has witnessed all this for centuries, has silently buriedsuch secrets in its depths; and yet, after such nights of blood andterror, the sun has again risen in splendor over its bosom, everpresenting the same sublime spectacle.

Beautiful is the sea when it lies at rest in the azure light of theskies-a very heaven on earth. But still

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