"The Treasure of the Tigris: A Tale of Mesopotamia" by A. F. Mockler-Ferryman. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce eBooks that are user-friendly and accessible to everyone in a high-quality digital format.
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A. F. Mockler-Ferryman. The Treasure of the Tigris: A Tale of Mesopotamia
The Treasure of the Tigris: A Tale of Mesopotamia
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I
INSTRUCTIONS
CHAPTER II
ACROSS MESOPOTAMIA
CHAPTER III
INTO THE DESERT
CHAPTER IV
GUESTS OF THE AENIZA
"THAT THIS WAS THE SHEIK HIMSELF WE INSTANTLY REALISED"
CHAPTER V
RAIDERS
CHAPTER VI
THE SHEIK'S STORY
CHAPTER VII
THE FIRE OF THE GODS
CHAPTER VIII
RASPUL, THE SEER
CHAPTER IX
IN THE TEMPLE OF SOPHANA
"HE PROSTRATED HIMSELF BEFORE THE GODDESS, AND BESOUGHT HER TO GIVE HEAT TO THE FIRE"
CHAPTER X
A DASH FOR FREEDOM
CHAPTER XI
ONLY HALF A CAPTURE
CHAPTER XII
RIVAL DOCTORS
"'BY THE WILL OF ALLAH,' HE SAID, 'THE CHILD IS SICK'"
CHAPTER XIII
WAR'S ALARM
CHAPTER XIV
THE BURST OF THE STORM
CHAPTER XV
FATE
CHAPTER XVI
RESCUE
CHAPTER XVII
THE TRAIL OF THE SERPENT
"WHEN NEXT I AWOKE EDWARDS WAS SITTING BY MY SIDE."
"DAYLIGHT SHOWED US, IN THE FAR DISTANCE, THE MOUND OF THE BIRS NIMROUD"
CHAPTER XVIII
TRUE FRIENDSHIP
CHAPTER XIX
IN CLOVER
CHAPTER XX
RE-UNION
CHAPTER XXI
A DESPERATE PLUNGE
CHAPTER XXII
BROTHERS AND CONSPIRATORS
CHAPTER XXIII
DAUD'S ADVENTURES
CHAPTER XXIV
THE DEVIL'S WELL
CHAPTER XXV
FOR DEAR LIFE
CHAPTER XXVI
A HAVEN OF REST
CHAPTER XXVII
VISITORS
"WE COULD SEE BELOW US ... THE FIGURE OF A MAN LYING ACROSS THE GUNWALE"
CHAPTER XXVIII
MYSTERIES, SOLVED AND UNSOLVED
CHAPTER XXIX
A PROPHECY FULFILLED
"THE TWO OF THEM AS PROUD AS PEACOCKS"
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A. F. Mockler-Ferryman
Published by Good Press, 2021
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"I know," said Faris, sorrowfully, "I remember all you said, and if I ever doubted you, the doubt has left me. I believe all that you told me. I swear it. Gladly would I help you to carry out the task imposed upon you; yet, I, Faris-ibn-Feyzul, Sheik of the Jelas Aeniza, who have faced death on countless occasions, and who would face it again at a moment's notice, out of pure love of fighting, I confess to you that I fear to have a hand in resuscitating the golden circlet. Mere death I count as nothing. All must die—whether it be sooner or whether it be later; and so long as I die, as every true Bedouin should, fighting the foes of his forefathers, I care nothing for myself. But how should I feel if, when dying, I knew that I had been instrumental in reviving, and in leaving behind me as a legacy to posterity, a curse on the inhabitants of the world?"
I began to think that the Golden Girdle had a most fearsome reputation, but I remembered that my uncle had specially warned me not to be influenced by the superstitious dread of the natives. I had always laughed at superstition, and though I had sufficient good sense not to laugh at the sheik, I inwardly considered his fears as ridiculous and childish.
