With Annette limp across his saddle, Casim Ammeh sped away.
A SON OF THE SAHARA
BY
LOUISE GERARD
With Illustrations from the Photo-Play
"A FIRST NATIONAL ATTRACTION"
Produced by EDWIN CAREWE,
Featuring BERT LYTELL AND CLAIRE WINDSOR
NEW YORK
THE MACAULAY COMPANY
COPYRIGHT, 1922,
BY THE MACAULAY COMPANY
PRINTED IN THE U. S. A.
TO
MY FRIEND
DOROTHEA THORNTON CLARKE
WITHOUT WHOSE HELP AND CONSTANT ENCOURAGEMENT
NEITHER THIS NOR ANY OF MY BOOKS
WOULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN
PREFACE
A beach of white sand, the whisper of palms answering the murmuringmoonlit sea, the fragrance of orange blossoms, the perfume of roses andsyringa,—that is Grand Canary, a bit of Heaven dropped into theAtlantic; overlooked by writers and painters in general. Surely onecan be pardoned a bit of praise and promise for this story, laid, as itis in part, in that magic island.
The Canaries properly belong to the African continent. That is bestproven by their original inhabitants who were of pure Berber stock.The islands are the stepping stone between Europe and the Sahara.Mysterious Arabs and a continual stream of those silent men who comeand go from the great desert tarry there for a while, giving color andromance to the big hotels.
The petty gossip, the real news of the Sahara "breaks" there.—Weird,passionate tales; believable or not, they carry an undercurrent ofreality that thrills.
From such a source came this story. Unaltered in fact, it is given toyou, the life story of a man and a woman who turned their backs onworldly conventions that they might find happiness. If it is frank,forgive it. Life near the Equator is not a milk and water affair.
THE PUBLISHERS.
CONTENTS
ILLUSTRATIONS
With Annette limp across his saddle, Casim Ammehsped away . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece
He had come to the harem to say farewell
For sale as a common slave at the Taureg auction block
"Let us both dance for you, so that you may judge between us"