Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-02-03
A SEPOY REVOLT EPISODE.

Sir John Morley, cx-lieutenant of the
Seventeenth lancers (the ''duke of Cam
bridges own') had just been sentenced
to death.
Yet he had been valiant officer in the
army of India-having, indeed, been
more than once favorably mentioned in
the reports of General Lawrence and
Lord Canning. Gifted with enormous
physical strength and of consummate
skill with the sabre, he had made him
self great reputation in the Sepoy re-
volt, and, as ballad of the soldiers Of
Punjab had it, i" His chargers foot
step shook the earth for miles around. y
Unfortunately, under the system of pur-
chase OF grade, advancement is not
rapid in the army other gracious maies-
ty. OF what avail are heroic bravery
and services rendered at the risk OF life
If one is to remain forever at the modest
rank of captain2 Reckless and pas
sionate by nature, Morley had wasted
his whole fortune to satisfy the CAPRI
cious fancies of the beautiful Lady OAR
llngton. Never, it is true, had a more
beautifl IL creature been seen in Calcutta.
Her exquisite complexion, her golden
hair shimmering with amber reflections.
ner queenly air, had driven the rough
soldier completely wild. AS for her.
cold, naughty, disdainfuI- never I'm
derstood this passion of his in the least.
One day on his return from the cap
ture of Cawnpore, the captain brought
her a ring that looked as though it were
set with garnets. ''Look at this. he
d, "Helena, was wounded at the at
tack on the city, and each of these gar
nets is drop of my blood soliditied. Do
you care for it,"
ooh, J" she replied, tits rather pretty,
but | should have liked pearl ring bet
ter"
Such was the woman. So when Nor
ley, after the most needless extravaganza
was ruined, she coldly said to him: my
dear sir, will give you three months to
make your fortune again. Three months:
do you understands If at the end of that
time you are not as rich as the vizier Of
Dude, will never sp: ak to you again. y
Morley was almost distracted. A ne
volt had just broken out at Kohal, that
threatened to assume alarming proper
tons. A certain Bathkhan, an old ar
tillery soubadar, an intelligent man, and
of great influence in the sect of the
Wahatites. had raised the green fac of
revolt In favor of Prince Mira MogOl.
There was the chance of conquering q
great empire, and, in case OF success, an
immense fortune to throw at the feet Of
Lady Helena. 1t is true, that in this en-
terprise one not only risked his life. but
lost his honor, and yet such was the in.
fuenCe of this woman on the cankain.
! that he went without hesitation to offer
the help of his sword to the insurrsc.
ton, of which he was ct once made com.
mander- in chief
There he found the scum of the bazaar.
and volunteers from all the provinces
brought together bv their hatred of thu
foreigner, BY religious excitement. anc
by their thirst Of blood and pillage
And q motley crowd il was2 The uni
| forms were outlandish, shakOs. sleeve
less vests, trousers ornaments with fan
tastic embroidery and the whole RABBI
poorly dFilled and badly armed. AT tn
head OF these hogdes Morley fought 70
two months with varying fortune. Fo
two months did ne struggle desperately
still seeing through the battle smoke I'll
splendid creature for whose sake he ma,
embarked in this ozninal adventure
Finally, one morning he was surrounde,
with twenty Of his comrades In 3 SINAI
temple Of Vishnow, near SouraiopOrg
The artillery was summoned, but car
non-balls being found Intellectual agains
the strong walls. they brought bundle
Of wood, which were heaped against Ii
hsnzple and got a Gre.