Dragon

The moon rode high and bright over Turkey one night last week as Islam downed its evening meal. The peasants in the little villages finished their last prostrations toward Mecca, and went out for a breath of the sharp night. Suddenly someone bit a piece out of the moon. The peasants knew instantly what that meant.

Satan disguised as a dragon had fallen upon the moon and was determined to devour it entire. The Turks ran indoors, got their rifles, ran out again. As fast as they could load & fire, they shot at the invisible dragon, whose infernal bite mark on the moon was dreadfully visible.

For over an hour, from 7:58 p. m. to past 9 o'clock, the battle went to the dragon, until it seemed that he had indeed consumed the moon. Then a little sliver of moon swung into sight. The peasants redoubled their firing. The dragon yielded up still more moon. At 10:21 the moon once more rode high and bright over Islam. The peasants, on whom Dictator Kamal Ataturk has forced such civilized behavior as wearing derbies and unveiling their women, felt better.

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