The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 28, No. 44, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 4, 1918 Page: 3 of 10
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TBI CUPPER. HENNESSEY. OKLAHOMA
A Romance of Adventure
•J I MWJ -
^.TALBOT HUNDY _
King nodded aguin, for a Dod Is less
•/w mmlttal than a word; and the nod
•R-ufi enough to start the mullah oil
"I saw the Sleeper and his bride be-
fore she knew of either 1 It was X who
let her Into Khlnjan I It was I who
told the men she Is the 'Heart of the
Hills' come to life 1 She tricked me!
But this Is no hour for bearing grudges.
She has a plan and I am minded to
King lay still and looked up at him,
«ure that treachery was the ultimate
•end of any plun the mullah Muham-
mad Anlm had. India has been saved
Ay the treachery of her enemies more
often than ruined by false friends. So
tfias the world, for that matter.
"A Jihad when the right hour comes
«rt:i raise the tribes," the mullah
growled. "She and thou, as the Sleep-
ier and his mate, could work wonders.
But who can trust her? She stole that
head I She stole all the ammunition 1
Does she surely love thee?"
King nodded again, for modesty
could not help him at that Juncture.
lLove and boastfulness go together in
"She shall have thee back, tben, at a
King did not answer. His brown eyes
■watched the mullah's, and he drew his
(breath In little Jerks, lest by breath-
ing aloud he should miss one word of
-what was coming.
"She shall have thee back against
Khlnjan and the ammunition I She
■and thou shall have India, but I shall
sbe the power behind you I I have men
'In Khlnjan I I have as many as she I
■On the day I march there will be a re-
volt within. She would better agree
■to terms I"
King lay looking at him, like a prls-
•oner on the rack undergoing examina-
tion. He did not answer.
"Write thou a letter. Sine# rtlie loves
>the«, state thine own case to her. Tell
liier that I hold thee hostage, and that
Khlnjan Is mine already for a little
'fighting. In a month she cannot pick
■out my men from among her own. Her
,-position Is undermined. Tell her that.
Tell her that If she obeys she Bhall
have India and be queen. If she dls-
■obeys, she shall die In the Cavern of
Earth's Drink I"
"She Is a proud woman, mullah," on-
•swered King. "Threats to such as
The mullah mumbled and strode
tback and forth three times between
King's bed and the Are, with his tints
knotted together behind him and his
fhead bent, as Napoleon used to walk.
When he stood beside tb© bed again at
last It was with his mind made up, 89
■tils clenched fists and his eyes indi-
"Make thine owa terms with her!"
■he growled. "Write the letter and
•send It! I hold thee; *he holds Khln-
jan and the ammunition. I am between
her and India. So be it. She shall
starve In there! She shall lie in there
antil the war is over and take what
"terms are offered her In the end I Write
thine own letter I State the case, and
'bid her answer 1"
"Very well," said King, ne began
to see now definitely how India was to
ibe saved. It was none of his business
to plan yet, but to help others' plans
•destroy themselves and to sow such
seed In the broken ground as might
'bear fruit In time.
The mullah left him, to squat and
■gaze into the fire, and mutter, uud King
tay still. After a while the mullah went
to the mouth of the cave, to stand and
■ stare out at the camp where the thou-
'Sand fires were dying fitfully and wood
'Smoke purged the air of human nasti-
mess. The stars looked down on him,
iaud he seemed to try to read them,
■standing with fists knotted together at
And a i he stood so, six other mul-
dahs came to him and began to argue
with him In low tones, he browbeating
them all with furious words hissed be-
tween half-closed teeth. They were
■whlsjiering still when King fell asleep,
tft was courage, not carelessness, that
ilet him sleep—courage and a great
l!iope born of the mullah's perplexity.
Next morning the Orakzal Pathan
•sat and sunned himself In the cave
mouth, emitting wordly wisdom un-
adulterated with divinity. As King
went toward him to fcee to whom he
•spoke he grinned and pointed with his
■thumb, and King looked down on some
■sick and wounded men who sat In a
crowd together on the rssip, ten feet
•or so below the cave.
They seemed stout soldierly fellows.
Men of another type were being kept
at a distance by dint of argument nnd
■threats. Away In the distance was Mu-
ihammad Anlm with his broad back
■turned to the cave, In altercation with
•a doien other mullahs. For the time
tie was out of the reckoning.
"Some of these are wounded," the
tfathan explained. "Some have sores.
Some have the bellyache. Then again,
•imo are sick of words, hot and cold by
tay and night All have served in the
army. All have medals. All are de-
•ouw tor «na reawm, soma tor |
another and some for no reason at all.
Bull-wlth-a-beard looks the other way.
Speak thou to them about the pardon
that Is offered!"
So King went down among them,
taking some of the tools of his sup-
posed trade with him and trying to
crowd down the triumph thut would
well up. The seed he had sown hud
multiplied by fifty in a night. He want-
ed to shout, as men once did before
the walls of Jericho. Possibility of par-
don and reinstatement, though only
heard of at second hand, had brought
unity Into being. And unity brought
"Let us start tonight 1" urged one
"Nay!" the Pathan objected at
once. "Many of you cun hardly ms'ch.
Rest ye here and let the hakim treat
your bellyaches. Bull-wlth-a-beard
bade me wait here for a letter that
must go to Khlnjan todny. Good. 1
will take his letter. And In Khinjaa 1
will spread news about pardons. It is
likely there are fifty there who will
dare follow me back, and then we
shall march down the Khyber like a
full company of the old days!"
King got busy with his lancet, but
the mullah cnm.< back and culled hlin
off and drove the crowd away to a dis-
tance; then he drove King Into the
cave In front of him, his mouth work-
ing as If he were biting bits of ven-
geance off for future use.
"Write thy letter, thou! Write thy
letter I Here is paper. There is a pen
So King Began to Write In Urdu.
—take it! Sit! Yonder is ink—ttutt-
ttutt I—write, now, write!"
King sat at a box and waited, as If
to take dictation, but the mullah, tug-
ging at his beard, grew furious.
"Write thine own letter! Invent
thine own argument 1 Persuade her, or
die In a new way 1 I will Invent a new
way for thee 1"
So King began to write. In Urdu, for
reasons of his own. He had spoken
once or twice in Urdu to the mullah
and had received no answer. It was a
fair guess that Muhammad was ignor-
ant of the scholars' language.
"Greeting," he wrote, "to the most beau-
tiful and very wiEe Prlneees Yasmlnl, in
her palace in the caves in Khlnjan, from
her servant Kurram Khan the hakim, In
the camp of the mullah Muhammad Anita
In the "Hills."
The mullah Muhammad Anlm demands
surrender of Khlnjan Caves and of all his
ammunition. Further, he demands full
control of you and of me and of all your
"He threatens as a preliminary to block-
ade Khlnjan caves, unless the answer to
this nrove favorable, letting none enter,
out (.ailing hl9 own men out to Join him.
This would suit the Indian government,
because while the 'Hills' flght aJKiong
themselves they cannot raid India, and
while lie blockades Khlnjan caves there
w' be time to move against him.
Knowing that he f^res begin and can
accomplish what lie threatens, 1 am sor-
ry; because I know It is said how many
services you have rendered of old to the
government 1 serve. We who sorve one
raj are one—one to remember—one to for-
get—one to help each other In good time.
"It may be that vengeance against me
would seem sweeter to you than return
to your former allegiance. In that case,
I'rincess, you only need betray me to the
mullah, and be sure my death would leave
nothing to be desired by the spectators.
present he does not suspect me.
"lie assured, however, that not to be-
tray mo to him is to leave me free to nerve
my government and well able to do so.
"I invite you to return to India with
me, bearing news that the mullah Mu-
hammad Anlm and his men are bottled in
Khlnjan caves, and to plan with me to
"If you will, then write an answer to
Muhammad Anlm. not In Urdu, but In a
language he can .understand; seem to sur-
render to him. But to me send a verbal
message, either by the bearer of this or by
some truBtler messenger.
"India can profit yet by your service If
you will. And In that esse 1 pledge my
word to direct the government's attention
only to your good service in the matter.
It Is not yet too late to choose. It Is not
Impertinent In me to urge you.
"Nor can I say how gladly I would
subscribe myself your grateful and loyal
The mullah pounced on the finished
letter, pretended to read it, and
watched him seal it tip, smudging the
hot wax with his own great guarded
thumb. Then he shouted for the Orak-
zal Pathan, who came striding In, all
grins and swagger.
"There—take It* Uake speed I" be
ordered, and with his rifle at the
"ready" and the letter tucked inside
his shirt, the Pathan favored King
with a farewell grin and obeyed.
"Get out 1" the mullah snurled then
Immediately. "See to the sick. Tell
them I sent thee. Bid them be grate-
King went. He recognized the al-
most madness that constituted the laul-
lah's driving power. It is contagious,
that madness, until It destroys itself.
It had made several thousand men fol-
low him uud believe in him, but it hud
once given Yasminl a chunce to fool
him and defeat him, and now It guve
King his chunce. He let the mullah
think himself obeyed implicitly.
lie became the busiest man in all the
"Hills." While the mullah glowered
over the camp from the cuve mouth or
fulminated from the Quran or fought
with other mullahs with words for
weapons and abuse for argument, he
bandaged and lanced and poulticed and
physicked until his heud swam with
The sick Mvarmed so around him
that he had to have a bodyguard to
keep them at bay; so he chose twenty
of the least sick from among those
who hud tulked with the l'uthan after
And because each of those men had
friends, and It is only human to wish
one's friend in the same boat, especial-
ly when the sea. so to speak, is rough,
the progress through the camp became
current of missionary zeal and the
virtues of the Anglo-Indian raj were
better spoken of than the "Hills" had
heard for years.
Not that there was any effort made
to convert the camp en masse. Far
from it. But the likely few were
pounced on and were told of a chance
to enlist for a bounty In India. And
what with winter not so far ahead,
and what with experience of former
fighting ngainst the Hrltlsh army, the
choosing was none so difficult. From
the day when the lad first feels soft
down upon his face until the old man's
beard turns white and his teeth shake
out, the hillman would rather fight
than eat; but he prefers to tight on the
winning side If he may, awl he likes
Before it was dark that night there
were thirty men sworn to hold their
tongues and to wait for the word to
hurry down the Khyber for the pur-
pose of enlisting In some British-In-
dian regiment. Some even begun to
urge the hakim not to wait for the
Orakzal Pathan, but to start with what
"Shnll I leave my brother In the
lurch?" the hakim asked them; and
though they murmured, they thought
better of him for it.
Well for him that he had plenty of
Epsom salts in his kit, for In the
"Hills" physic should taste evil and
show very quick results to be believed
In. He found a dozen diseases of
which he did not so much as know
the name, but half of the sufferers
swore they were cured after the first
dose. They would have dubbed him
faquir and have foisted him to a pillar
of holiness had he cared to let them.
Muhammad Anlm slept most of the
day, like a great animal that scorns
to live by rule. But at evening he
came to the cave month and fulmi-
nated such a sermon as set the whole
camp to roaring. He showed his
power then. The Jihad he preached
would have tempted dead men from
their graves to come nnd share the
plunder, and the curses he called down
on cowards and laggards and unbe-
lievers were enougl. to have fright-
ened the dead away again.
In twenty minutes he had undone all
King's missionary work. And then in
ten more, feeling his power and their
response, and being at heart a fool
as all rogues are, he built it tip ugaln.
lie began to make promises too defi-
nite. He wanted Khlnjan caves. More,
he needed them. So he promised them
they should all be free of Khlnjan
caves within a day or two, to come
and go nnd live there at their pleasure.
He promised them they should leave
their wives nnd children and belong-
ings safe In the caves while they them-
selves went down to plunder India. He
overlooked the fact that Khlnjan caves
for centuries had been n secret to be
spoken of In whispers, and that pros-
pect of its violation came to them as
Half of them did not believe him.
Such a thing wns Impossible, and If
he were lying ns to one point, why
not as to ull the others, too?
And the army veterans, who had
been converted by King's talk of par-
dons, nnd almost reconverted by the
sermon, shook their heads at the talk
of taking Khlnjan. Why waste time
trying to do what never had !>een done,
with her to reckon against, when a
place in the sun was waiting for them
down in India, to say nothing of the
hope of pardons and dean living for
a while? They shook their heads and
combed their beards and eyed one
another sldewise in a wny the "Hills"
That night, while the mullah glow-
ered over the camp like a great old
owl, w^'.h leaping firelight reflected In
his eyes, the thousands under the skin
tents argued, so that the night was
all noise. Rut Xlug slept.
All of nnotlier day and part of an-
other night he tolled among the sick,
wondering when a message would
come hack. It was nearly midnight
when he bandnged his last patient and
came out Into the starlight to bend
his back straight and yawn and pick
his way reeling with weariness back
to the mullah's cave. He hnd given
his bag of medicines and Implements
to a man to carry nhead of him and
hnd gone perhaps ten paces Into the
dark when a strong huud gripped him
by the wrist
"Hush !" Bald a voice that seemed fa-
He turned swiftly and looked
straight Into the eyes of the Rangar
"How did you get here?" he asked
"Any fool could learn the password
Into tills camp! Come over here, sa-
hib. I bring word from her."
The ground was criss-crossed like a
man's palm by the shadows of tent-
ropes. The Rangar led him to where
the tents were forty feet apart and
none was likely to overhear them.
There he turned like a flash.
"She sends you tills!" he hissed.
In that same Instant King was fight-
ing for his life. In another second
they were down together among the
tent-pegs. King holding the Hangar's
wrist with both hands and struggling
to break It, and the Rangar striving
for another stroke. The dagger he
held had missed King's ribs by so
little that his skin yet tingled from
Its touch. It wns a dagger with bronze
blade and a gold hilt—her dagger. It
was her perfume In the air.
They rolled over and over, breathing
hard. King wanted to think before
he gave an alarm, and he could not
think with that scent in Ills nostrils
and creeping into his lungs. Even In
the stress of fighting he wondered how
the Hangar's clothes and turban bad
come to be drenched In It. He admit-
ted to himself afterward that It was
nothing else than Jealousy that sug-
gested to him to make the Itangar
prisoner and hand him over to the
That would have been a ridiculous
thing to do, for It would have forced
his own betrayal to the mullah. Rut
as If the Rangar had read his mind,
he suddenly redoubled his efforts nnd
King, weary to the point of sickness,
had to redouble his own or die. Per-
haps the Jealousy helped put venom In
his effort, for his strength came back
to him as a madman's does. The Ran-
gar gave a moan and let the knife fail
And because Jealousy Is poison King
did the wrong thing then, ne pounced
on the knife Instead of on the Rangar.
He could have questioned him—knelt
on him nnd perhaps forced explana-
tions from him. Rut with a sudden
swlf. effort like a snake's the Rangar
freed himself and was up and gone be-
fore King could struggle to his feet—
gone like n shadow among shadows.
King got up and felt himself all over,
for they had fought on stony ground
nnd he was bruised. But bruises faded
Into nothing. ar«\3 weariness as well, ns
his mind began to dwell on the new
complication to 1.Is problem.
It wns plnln that the moment he
had returned from his message to the
Khyber the Rangar had been sent on
tills new murderous mission. Yasminl
had never believed her letter1 would be
treated seriously by the authorities,
and had only sent It In the hope of
fooling him nnd undermining his de>
termination. Perhaps she saw her
own peril. Perhaps she contemplated
—gosh ! what a contingency !—perhaps
she contemplated bolting Into India
with a story of her own, nnd leaving
the mullah to his own devices I Would
she dare escape Into India and leave
himself alive behind her?
There was an alternative, the very
thought of which made him fearfully
uneasy, and yet brought a thrill with
It. In all Eastern lahds, love scorned
takes to the dagger. He hnd half be-
lieved her when she swore she loved
him! The man who could imagine
hln.self loved by Yasminl nnd not be
thrilled to his core would be Inhuman,
whatever reason and caution and caste
nnd creed might whisper In Imagina-
Seeling from fatigue (he felt like a
man who had been racked, for the Han-
gar's strength was nearly unbeliev-
able), he started toward where the
mullah sat glowering In the cave
mouth. He found the man who had
carried his bag asleep at the foot of
the ramp, and taking the bag away
from him, let him lie there. And It
took him five minutes to drag his hurt,
weary bones up the romp, for the fight
had taken more out of hlin than he
had guessed at first.
The mullah glared at him but let him
by without a word. It was by the tire
at the back of the cave, where he
stopped to dip water from the mul-
lah's enormous crock, that the next
"Hushl* Seid a Voice That Seemed
disturbing factor came to light. He
kicked a brand Into the fire and the
flame leaped. Its light shone on a
yard and a half of exquisitely fine
hair, like spun gold, that caressed his
shoulder and descended down one arm.
One thread of hair that conjured up
a million thoughts, nnd In a second
upset every argument I
If Rewa Gunga hnd been near
enough to her uud Intluiute enough
with her not ouly to become scented
with her unmistakable perfume but
even to get her hair on his person,
then gone was all Imagination of her
love for himself! Then she had lied
from first to last I Then she had tried
to make him love her that she might
use hiiu. and finding she had failed, she
had sent her true love with the dagger
to make an end I
In a moment he Imagined n whole
picture, ns it might have been In a
crystal, of himself trapped and made
to don the Roman's armor and forced
to pose to the savage "Hills"—or
fooled into posing to them—as her
lover, while Rewa Gunga lurked be-
hind the scenes and waited for the
harvest In the end. And what kind of
And what kind of man must Rewn
Gunga be who could lightly let go all
the prejudices of the East and submit
to what only the West has endured
hitherto with any complacency—u
Yet what a fool he, King, had been
not to appreciate at once that Rewa
Gunga must be her lover. Why should
he not be? Were they not alike as
cousins? And the East does not love
Its contrary, but its complement, being
older in love than the West, and wiser
In its ways In all but the material.
He had been blind. He had overlooked
the obvious—that from first to last her
plan had been to set herself and this
Rewa Gunga on the throne of India!
He washed and went through the
mummery of Muslim prayers for the
watchful mullah's sake, nnd climbed
on to his bed. Hut sleep seemed out
of the question. He lay and tossed for
an hour, his mind ns busy ns a terrier
In hay. And when he did fall asleep
at last It was so to dream nnd mutter
that the mullah came nnd shook him
and preached him n hnlf-hour sermon
against the mortal sins that rob men
of peaceful slumber by giving them a
foretaste of the punishment to come.
All that seemed kinder nnd more re-
freshing than King's own thoughts hnd
been, for when the mullah hnd done
nt last nnd had gone striding back to
the cave mouth, he renlly did fall
sound nsleep, nfid It was nfter dnwn
when he awoke. The mullah's voice,
not untuneful, wns rousing all the val-
ley echoes In the call to prayer.
And while King knelt behind the
mullah nnd the whole camp faced Mec-
ca In forehead-ln-the-dust abasement
there came a strange man down the
midst—not strange to the "Hills,"
where such sights are common, but
strange to that camp and hour. Some-
body rose and struck hltu, nnd he knelt
like the rest; but when prayer wns
over and cooking hnd begun nnd the
camp becume a place of savory smell,
he came on again—a blind man. He
was clean shaven, nnd he looked as
if lie had not been blind long, for his
physical health was good.
"Oh, the hnklm—the good hakim!"
he walled. "Where Is the famous ha-
kim? Show me the way to him! Oh.
the famous, great, good hakim who can
heal men's eyes!"
"I am he," said King, and he stepped
down toward him. The blind man's
face looked strangely familiar, though
It was partly disguised by some gummy
stuff stuck all about the eyes. He
stared at the face again.
"Ismail!" he said . "You?"
"Aye! Father of cleverness! Make
play of healing my eyes!"
So King made a great show of rub-
bing on ointment. In a minute Ismail,
looking almost like a young man with-
out his great beard, wns dancing like
a lunatlt with both fists In the nlr, and
yelling ns if wasps had stung him.
"Aleee-aleee-aleee!" he yelled. "I
see again! I see! My eyes have light
In them! Allah! Oh, Allah heap
riches on the great, wise hakim who
can heal men's eyes! Allah reward
hlin richly; for I am a beggar aud
have no goods!"
The whole camp began to surge
toward him to see the miracle, and his
chosen bodyguard rushed up to drive
them back. And as they went a tall
Afrldl came striding down the camp
with a letter for the mulluh held out
In a cleft stick In front of him.
"Her answer!" said Ismail with a
"What Is her word? Where Is the
Rut Ismail laughed and would not
answer him. It seemed to King that
he scented climax. Also he chose In
that Instant to force the mullah's hand,
on the principle that hurried buffaloes
"To Khlnjan!" he shouted to the
nearest mun. "The mullah will march
They murmured and wondered nnd
backed awny from him to give him
room. Ismail watched hlin with
dropped Jaw and wild eye.
"Spread it through the camp that
we march on Khlnjnn! Shout it 1 Bid
them strike the tents!"
Somebody behind took up the shout
nnd it went across the catnp in leaps,
ns men toss a ball. There wns a surge
toward the tents, but King called to
his deserters and they clustered back
to him. He had to cement their alle-
giance now or fall altogether, and he
would not be nble to do It by ordinary
argument or by pleading; he hnd to
fire their Imagination. And he did.
"She Is on our side!" That wns a
sheer guess. "She has kept our man
and sent another ns hostnge for him In
token of good faith I Listen! Ye saw
this man's eyes healed. I.et that be
a token! He ye the men with new
eyes! Give It otltl Claim the title
and be true to It and see me guide
you down the Khyber In good time like
a regiment, many more than a hundred
They Jumped at the Idea. The
"IIIIls" —the whole East, for that mat-
ter—are sver ready to form a new sect
or Join a i w baud or a new Blood-1
feud. Witness the Nlkalseyns, who
worship a long-slnce-dead Englishman.
"We see!" yelled one of them.
"We see!" they chorused, and the
Idea took charge. From that minute
they were a new band, with a war-cry
of their own.
"We see 1" they howled, scattering
through the eainp, and the mullah
came out to glare at them and tug
his beard and wonder what possessed
"To Khlnjan!' they roared. "Lead
us to Khlnjan!"
"To Khlnjan, then!" he thundered,
throwing up both arms In a sort of
"Khinjan Is Mlnel" He Growled. "In-
dla I* Mine!"
double apostolic blessing, nnd then mo-
tioning as If he threw them the reln^
and lenve to gallop. They roared back
at him like the sea under the whip of
a gaining wind. And Ismail disap-
peared among them, leaving King
ulone. Then the mulluh beckoned him
and showed him n letter he had crum-
pled In his fist. There were only a
few lines, written In Arabic, which all
mullahs are supposed to be able to
read, and they were signed with a
strange scrawl that might have meant
anything. Rut the paper smelt strong-
ly of her perfume.
Come, then. Bring all your men. and t
will let you and them enter Khlnjan
caves. We will strike a bargain In the
Cavern of Earth's Drink.
Thnt wns all, but the fire In the mul-
lah's eyes showed that he thought It
was enough. He did not doubt that
once he should have Ills extra four
thousand In the caves Khlnjan would
be his; and he said so.
"Khlnjan Is mine!" he growled. "In^
dla Is mine!"
King did not answer him. He could
only be still and be glad he had set tho
camp moving and so had forced the
mullah's hand. "The old fatalist would
have suspected her answer other-
wise!" he told himself, for he knew
that he himself suspected It.
While he and the mullnh watched
the tents began to fall nnd the women
labored to roll them. The men begnn
firing their rifles, and within the hour
enough ammunition hnd been squan-
dered to have fought a good-sized skir-
mish ; but the mullah did not mind,
for he had Khlnjan caves In view, and
none knew better than he what vast
store of cartridges and dynamite was
piled in there. He let them waste.
Watching his opportunity. King
slipped down the rnmp nnd into the
crowd, while the mulluh wns busy with
personal belongings in the cave. • King
left his own belongings to the fates, or
to uny thief who should care to steal
them. He was safe from the mullah
In the midst of his nearly eighty men,
who half believed him u sending from
"We see! We see 1" they yelled and
dunced uround him.
Before ever the mullah gave an or-
der they got under way and started
climbing the steep' valley wall. The
mullah on his brown mule thrust for-
ward, trying to get In the lead, and
King anil his men hung back, to keep
at a distance from him. Two or three
miles along the top of the escarpment
the mullah sent back word that he
wanted the hakim to be beside him.
Ilut King's men treated the messenge*
to open scorn and sent him packing.
"Hid the mullnh hunt himself no-
other hnklm! Be thou his hakim I
Stay, we will give thee a lesson in
how to use a knife!"
The man run, lest they carry out
their threat, for men Joke grimly in the
Ismail came and held King's stlrruj*
striding beside him with the easy hill-
"Art thou my man at last?" Kln|
asked him, but Ismail laughed and
shook his head.
"I am her man."
"Where Is she?" King asked.
"Nay, who am I that I should kiww^
"But she sent thee?"
"Aye, she sent me."
"To what purpose?"
"To her purpose!" the Afrldl an-
swered. and King could not getanothef
word out of him. He fell behind.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
"Women nre queer."
"Mrs. Twobble has Just returned
from u trip to New York and merely
because she stayed at a hotel with
more dining rooms than the hotel usu-
ally patronized by Mrs. Jlbvray on her
eastern trips ran boast of i lie's in-
clined to look down on Mrs. J lb way."
Only when a man Is getting the best,
of It will he admit that he U getting
the worst of It
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