In the distance, the of sand spreading over the desert, as the windpicked up, the sky turned to red, and hazed slicken through thecloud. The cloud began to blow to jack and Anne, and mammon likea moving wall,Get down, lie on your bellies. Ordered mammon. Quickly coveryour faces with your head cloves. Jack clacked his tongue beautynodded getting on the ground, jack Anne and mammon jumped offtheir camels, and lied down on the sands beside them.
Jack tried desperately covered his face with his head cloves but theridging wind had come the sky turned from bright to lark, themourning sound turned to a loud rembling.
Jack looked up and saw the wind ripple the saddle back of themammon’s nearing camel. The bag hit the ground, and then openboxes in humble the way driving the wind.
The treasure! Cried jack.
But his voce wasstounted out with the wind. He jumped up fromthe box, jack whisted across the desert and the sound sign thebetter of his body. The wind tried to pull him down. But jack’s remwas always back, finally he caught with the boxed and threw on topof them . hecovered the grabbed the end of the head scarf,covered his face, the sand storm blasted over jack’s head,something like the hover bees of hundred gulping camelsJack’s eyes burned, he felt it as if the surfer cave slowly thethundering soften to a low rambling.
The rambling faded to a moon. Mourn. The wind died down but thehot desert cooled still. And silent.
Coffee. Jack looked over and tided up. He had sand in his mouth,sand in his ears and sand in his nose, he put up his glasses, andrub the stingeyes. But rubbing only made them worse. Blinkingjack catch the box and looked around for the others.
The air was sick with dust, he had completely lost his sense ofdirection.
Jack jack he heard Anne shouting.
Jack clutched the small wooden box and stoodup. His lands wereso weaply, and overAnne! he crouped.
Jakc1 she called through the dust. Where are you?
Here! He said.
Where?
Here!
Where you are? Hearing Anne’s trembling sound through theheaves.
Are you ok?
I’m ok. Cool jack !
Are you?
Yes1 I ran after you . said Anne. her voice was hoarse too.
I had to save the box! Said jack. Where is mammon?
I don’t know. Said Anne.
I don’t think he’s chasing after the box.
Mammon! They shouted together. Mammon! There was noanswer.
Heading throughthe handing saves peering through the sandyheaves, jack heard something sounds. He and Anne turned around,there two camels trading toward them.
Cutie! Cried Anne.
Beauty1!
Jack and Anne squabbled their camels and grabbed their reins.
Thank you for finding us. Said Anne.
Yeah! Thanks said jack. Petting beauty.
Mammon! Anne called. Mammon!
He must have gone the wrong direction for us. Said jack.
If he couldn’t find us how could we go to the Baghdad? And whatwill we do with the treasure. ? asked Anne.
I don’t know. Said jack.
He held up the wooden box.
Look! The top spoken. The top’s broken. Said Anne.
She pointed to a long crack running down the litter of the box.
I hope the treasure wasn’t hurt said jackMaye we should check and see! Said AnneJack took a deep breath, he still thought mammon might no wantthem to look inside the box. But his curiosity caught of him.
Ok! He said. I guess it would hurt to make sure it’s all right.
Jack pride the part the two pieces of wooden took them off, insidethe box was a book.
A book? Said jack surprised. He expected gold and jewelry was. Hecarefully lifted the book, off the box. It had plain leathered coverwithout a title on it :
it doesn’t look like a treasure . said Anne.
maybe the writing inside wastreasure. Said jack.
Jack gently opened the book, inside were pages of stick yellowpaper pages were bond of stitching covered were writing on in bothGreek and Arabian languages besides.
The first page said:
The writings of Aristotle:
How is Aristotle? Said Anne sounding out the name.
I don’t know. Said jack.
I will look him up in our research book,He then pulled the book out of the saddle horn, sand covered thebook inside, he pulled out their research book and brushed it offand then looked up Aristotle in the index.
Good! He is here. Jack said. he turned to the right page and read:
Aristotle lived in ancient Greece over two thousand and twohundred years ago, he has been known as the greatest philosopherof the ancient Greece. Of our all time. The word philosopher means,lover with wisdom. Aristotle’s works were introduced to the worldwestern world by the Arabs in the middle ages.
So Aristotle was the great lover of wisdom? Said Anne.
I guess so. Said jack.but I wonder why dose this book suck atreasure?
Wait a minute. Said Anne.
Doesn’t Merlin’s know tells us we have to help the caliph ofBaghdad spread wisdom to the world?
Jack caught his breath. Yeah. He said. and this is the book Aristotlewritten writings it must be followed the wisdom.
We have to get thisbook to caliph this is our mission. Fro Merlin!
But where well we have to going? Said Anne.
Jack and Anne pulled their rings of camels, and clacked theirtonguesBeauty and cutie knelt from the sand, and jack and Anne climbedon. Leaving the broken box behind jack and Anne jack acrefullypacked the ancient book very of aristotle’s wisdom. And researchbook into his bag. Then he hide tied the bag into the saddle horn.
Wihick way? Said Anne.
Putting the ridding song to the east. Saidjack. That’s whatmammon said.
Is that way then? Said anne. she pointed toward the bright blirringon the dazzy sky. Jackand Anne’s camels headed the dusty glaringsongHi! We are following Merlin’s second instrutions now. said Anne.
Ride to the dust onhalf morning lightYou’re right. Said jack.
As jack and Anne kept travelling towards the east, the desert sandsshivered and sparkled with heat. The air cleared but still on soundof mammon. Jack looked down, and from the birding song like.
Exhausted and closed his eyes, as beauty swing gently from side toside, jack’s head dropped forward, suddenly he heard Anne’sshout.
Jack! Look!
What? Mammon? Said jack jerking awayno. look! Said Anne.
in the distance, jack saw a sandy tower of dunes shinningacrossthe blue sky.
Oh1 ma’am. He whispered. Baghdad. |