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March 3. 1921. Vol. 28. No.5. aaa = GUNS OF THE GODs = = A Story of Yasmini’s Youth A Five Part Story 4, Talbet Mundy Author of oo I SS “On the Trail of Tippoo Tib,” etc OUT OF THE ASHES LD Troy reaped rue in the womb of years For stolen Helen’s sake, Till tenfold retribution rears Its wreck on embers, slaked with tears That mended no heart-ache. The wail of the women sold as slaves Lest Troy breed sons again Dreed.o’er a desert of nameless graves— The heaps and the hills that are Trojan graves , Deep-runneled by the rain. But Troy lives on. Though Helen’s rape And ten-year hold were vain; Though jealous gods with men conspire And Furies blast the Grecian fire; Yet Troy must rise again. Troy’s daughters were a spoil and sport— Loot—limbs for a labor gang, Who crooned by foreign loom and mill Of Trojan loves they cherished still, Till Homer heard, and sang. They told, by the fire when feasters roared And minstrels waited turns, Of the might of the men whom Troy adored— Copyright, 1921, by The Ridgway Company in the United States and Great Britain, Of the valor in vain of the Trojan sword— With the love that slakeless burns, That caught and blazed in the minstrel mind Or ever the age of pen. So maids and a minstrel rebuilt Troy, Out of the ashes they rebuilt Troy To live in the hearts of men. INTRODUCTION “Set down my thoughts, not yours, if the tale is to be worth the pesa.” f HE why and wherefore of my privilege to write a true account of the Princess: Yasmini’s early youth is a story in itself too long to tell here; but it came about through no peculiar wisdom. I fell in a sort of way in love with her, and that led to" opportunity. She never made any secret of the scorn with which she regards those who singe wings at her flame. Rather she boasts of it with limit-overreaching epithets. Her All rights reserved. 3 GEomichbooks (EO) im