We shall live a--a glorious life.

You shall see." Again he stood silent by his daughter's side looking at that enchanting vision.

After a while he shook his clenched hand towards the sleeping settlement.
"Ah! my friend Abdulla," he cried, "we shall see who will have the best of it after all these years!" He looked up the river and remarked calmly: "Another thunderstorm.

Well! No thunder will keep me awake to-night, I know! Good-night, little girl," he whispered, tenderly kissing her cheek.

"You do not seem to be very happy to-night, but to-morrow you will show a brighter face.