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Title: The Scapegoat

Author: Hall Caine

Release Date: February 15, 2006 [EBook #1303]

Language: English

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THE SCAPEGOAT

By Hall Caine

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

PREFACE
1. ISRAEL BEN OLIEL
2. THE BIRTH OF NAOMI
3. THE CHILDHOOD OF NAOMI
4. THE DEATH OF RUTH
5. RUTH'S BURIAL
6. THE SPIRIT-MAID
7. THE ANGEL IN ISRAEL'S HOUSE
8. THE VISION OF THE SCAPEGOAT
9. ISRAEL'S JOURNEY
10. THE WATCHWORD OF THE MAHDI
11. ISRAEL'S HOME-COMING
12. THE BAPTISM OF SOUND
13. NAOMI'S GREAT GIFT
14. ISRAEL AT SHAWAN
15. THE MEETING ON THE SOK
16. NAOMI'S BLINDNESS
17. ISRAEL'S GREAT RESOLVE
18. THE LIGHT-BORN MESSENGER
19. THE RAINBOW SIGN
20. LIFE'S NEW LANGUAGE
21. ISRAEL IN PRISON
22. HOW NAOMI TURNED MUSLIMA
23. ISRAEL'S RETURN FROM PRISON
24. THE ENTRY OF THE SULTAN
25. THE COMING OF THE MAHDI
26. ALI'S RETURN TO TETUAN
27. THE FALL OF BEN ABOO
28. "AT ALLAH-U-KABAR"

PREFACE

_Within sight of an English port, and within hail of English ships as
they pass on to our empire in the East, there is a land where the ways
of life are the same to-day as they were a thousand years ago; a land
wherein government is oppression, wherein law is tyranny, wherein
justice is bought and sold, wherein it is a terror to be rich and a
danger to be poor, wherein man may still be the slave of man, and women
is no more than a creature of lust--a reproach to Europe, a disgrace to
the century, an outrage on humanity, a blight on religion! That land is
Morocco!_

_This is a story of Morocco in the last years of the Sultan Abd
er-Rahman. The ashes of that tyrant are cold, and his grandson sits in
his place; but men who earned his displeasure linger yet in his noisome
dungeons, and women who won his embraces are starving at this hour in
the prison-palaces in which he immured them. His reign is a story of
yesterday; he is