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Show Moorish Hospitality. An exchange prints the following touching story: "Among the Moors a guest is sacred. Once having eaten with a Moor you 1 may be sure that he will guard you with his life. There is a pretty story told which illustrates this: A Spanish cavalier had a quarrel 'with a Moor and slew him. Then the I Spaniard ran away as fasf'as he could and, seeing a garden wall, jumped over. His alarm was great when he found j that its owner vas a Moor. The fugi-i fugi-i tive fell upon his knees. I "Save me, I implore you!" he cried. The Moor handed him half a peach and Dade him eat it. "Now you are safe," he said. "You are my. guest. Nothing shall harm you." He took the Spaniard to his house, locked him in and assured him that he need not worry. Presently there was a loud knocking at the garden gate and a sound of lamentations arose. "Who is there?" asked the. Moor, alarmed for the safety of his guest. "We brinsr the bodv of vonr rm was the answer. " . ' The Moor opened the gate without delay and instinctively knew the truth. "Describe the murderer," he said, and as they obeyed he knew that his son's slayer was his guest. But he kept the secret: When night came he sought i the Spaniard. i "Man," he said, "he whom you killed ' I was my only son. He was the apple ' of my eye, the joy of my heart; in los- 1 ing. him I have lost all that makes life ' worth living. But you are my guest; ' you have eaten within my garden walls. 1 I I shall not give you up. You deserve i to die, but your blood shall not be upon my hands." , He then led the astonished Spaniard to his stable, mounted him on a fleet ' 4 horse and bade him be gone. The ! Moor had kept his faith.' I j |