It seems that a native physician in Tripoli, named Sheikh Aiub el Hashim, was an old friend of the father and had known the family and all the circumstances of the little girl’s disappearance, and for years he had been looking for her.  At length he was called one day to attend a sick servant girl in the family of a Moslem named Syed Abdullah.  The poor girl was ill from having been beaten in a cruel manner by the Moslem.  Her face and arms were tattooed in the Bedawin style, and she told him that she was a Bedawin girl, and had been living here for some years, and her name was Khodra.  While examining the bruises on her body, he observed a peculiar scar on her breast.  He was startled.  He looked again.  It was precisely the scar that his friend had so often described to him.  From her age, her features, her complexion and all, he felt sure that she was the lost child.  He said nothing, but went home and wrote all about it to the father in Beirut.  He hastened to Tripoli bringing his sister, as he being a man, could not be admitted to a Moslem hareem.  Then the question arose, how should the sister see the girl!  They came and talked with your uncle, and went to Yanni and the other Vice Consuls, and at length they found out that the women of that Moslem family were skillful in making silk and gold embroidery which they sold.  So his sister determined to go and order some embroidered work, and see the girl.  She talked with the Moslem women, and with their Bedawy servant girl, and made errands for the women to bring her specimens of their work, improving the opportunity to talk with the servant.  She saw the scar, and satisfied herself from the striking resemblance of the girl to her mother, that she was the long-lost Zahidy.

The father now took measures to secure his daughter.  The American, Prussian, English and French Vice Consuls sent a united demand to the Turkish Pasha, that the girl be brought to court to meet her father, and that the case be tried in the Mejlis, or City Council.  The Moslems were now greatly excited.  They knew that there were not less than twenty girls in their families who had been stolen in this way, and if one could be reclaimed, perhaps the rest might, so they resolved to resist.  They brought Bedawin Arabs to be present at the trial, and hired them to swear falsely.  When the girl was brought in, the father was quite overcome.  He could see the features of his dear child, but she was so disfigured with the Bedawin tattooing and the brutal treatment of the Moslems, that his heart sank within him.  Yet he examined her, and took his oath that this was his daughter, and demanded that she be given up to him.  The Bedawin men and women were now brought in.  One swore that he was the father of the girl, and a woman swore that she was her mother.  Then several swore that they were her uncles, but it was proved that they were in no way related to the one who said he was her father.  Other witnesses were called,