New-York tribune., 1890-01-12


sound as top? II was all the pate de foe
gras: You know it never agrees with you
Il know nothing obout pate de foie gras, l
answered ancrily; but ! know what | saw.
Sooner than sleep another night in this room I'd
die. might well-for such another night
would kill me-"
Bath, breakfast and Julia brought me round
10 certain extent. | thought better of tearing
of 10 banda alone and on foot especially as
we heard per cOolle that our respective husbands
would be with us the next moIaing-Ch Christmas
Day. We spent the day cooking exploring the
country and writing for the English mail As
night fell became more and more nervous. and
less amenable 10 Julia and Julia's jokes. | would
sleep IN the veranda either there, or in the
compound. In the bungalow agan-never. An
old wItch OF n native woman, who was helping
Abdul o cook. agreed to place her mat in tho
same locality rs my mattress, and Julia Goodchild
yallantly occupied the biz room within. alone.
In the middle of the night and my protector
were awoke by Tie most piercing, frightfuL
shrioks We lit candle and ran into tie
bungalow. and found Julia lying on the floor in
a dead faint. She did not come round for more
than an hour. and when She opened her eyes she
gazed about her with a shudder and displayed
symptoms Of going OF again. SO instantly hunted
up our flask and administered some raw brandy,
and presently She found her tongue and attacked
the old native woman quite yicious.y.
Tell the truth about this place. she said
hercelY. What is II that is here in this room -
Devils was the prompt and laconic reply.
Nonsense! Murder has been done here tell
I
" How knowing ?7 she whined. 81 only poor
native woman
An English sahib was murdered mere seven
years ago; stabbed and dragged out, ami buried
All, bah. ali, bah, How telling? this Is
not my country" She walled most pi'eously.
Tell all You know" persisted julia " You
do know My husband is coming to-day: he is
police officer. You had better tel me than hin.'
After much whimperinc and hand-wringing. we
extracted the following information in jerks and
/ 4uayers:
The bungalow had bad name. no one ever
entered H. and in spite of the wooden shutters
there were LIGHTS IN the windows every night up
10 Il o'clock. one day 50 the villagers said,
many years AGO. young sahlb came 70 this
bungalow and stayed Tree days. He alone.
lie was In the forest department. The last eyen-
ing he sent his horses ana servants on 10 Chand1.
and S1ld he would follow IN the morning. after
having some shooting. he and his Boy: bat.
though his people waited two weeks. he never
appeared-was never seen again. The khansamah
declared that he and his servant had left in the
gary morning, hut no one met them. The khan
smah became very suddenly rich: said he had
found treasure. also he sold a fine gold watch in
Jubhulpore. and took 10 drink He had a bad
name. and the bungalow had bad name No
one wo,ld stay there more than one night and no
one had stayed there for many years till we came.
The lhanSamah lived in the cook-houSe he
always drunk. People said there We're devils IN
The house. and no one would 20 near II after sun
down. This was all She knew.
Poor fellow, lie was 50 good looking: sighed
Julia when We're alone Poor fellow and
lie was murdered and buried here.
80 told YOU. | replied and YOU wonld not
believe me, but insisted on staying TO see for
wish had notch, wish had not
shall never, never forset last night as long as I
That must have been his topee and tifin-bas-
ket that We saw in the press | exclaimed AS
soon your husband comes, we will tell rim
everything: aad set him on the track Of the
muriercrS"
breakfast on Christmas morning was very
dolclul meal; Our nerves completely shat
tered 10y our recent experiences and we could only
rouse ourselves up 10 offer very melancholy sort
of welcome 10 orr TWO husbands. when they
cantcred brisllly into the compound. In reply
10 their eager questions rs 10 the cause of our
lugubrlouS appearance pale faces and general air
of mourning. we favored them with a vivid de-
scription of our two NIGHTS m the BUNGALOW Ot
course they were loudly. rudely incredulous. and.
of course, We were very angry: valny we re-
stated our case. and displayed the old topee and
tlilin-baskct: they merely laughed still more
heartily and talked of nightmare. and gave
themselves such airs of offensive superiority that
Julia'S soul flew 10 arms
Look here" she cried paSsionately. laughed
at Nellie aS YOU laugh AT Us. We will go out of
this compound, whilst YOU two people dig. or get
people 10 dig. below the front veranda and in
front Of the steps, and, If you don't find the
skeleton of a murdered man, then you may laugh
at uS for ever.
With Julia impulse meant action. and before
could say the words | out OF the compound,
with my arm wedgcd under hers: We Went and SIT
on little stone bridge. within stone sthrow e
the bungalow glum and silent enough What \
Christmas Day Half an hoIr'S delay was rs
much rs Julia'S patience could brook. We then
Ictmccd our steps. and discovered what seemed
10 he the whole VILLAGE i'm the dak bungalow com-
Us franticaly away 40 need for questions his
face WAS enough. They had found IT.
Frank Goodchld had known him-he was in
ms own department, promising and most popular
Young fellow: his name Gordon Forbes; he
had been missed but never traced and there was
q report that he had been gorcd and killed in the
IL, In. 4
found the battered dispatch box. hv which ths
skeleton was identified. Nr Goodchlld and my
husband reinterred the body under a tree. and
read the burial service over il. Nellie and | and
oil the village patrarchS attending aS mourners.
The khansamah was eagerly searched for-aas IN
vain. He disappeared from thar part of the
country. and was said 10 have been dcvoured by \
tiger in the Jhansa uugleS: hut this is too good
10 DE true We left the hateful bungalow with
all speed that afternoon. and spent the remainder
of the Christmas Day M Chanda II was the LEAST
merry Christmas we ever remembered. the Good
chlldS and ourselves have subscribed and placed
q granite cross. with bis name and the date ~
his death. over Gordon Forhes'S lonely grave. ard
the news of the discovery of the skeleton duly
forwarded TO the proper authorities. and also 10
the unfortunate young mans relations. and 10
these were sent the dispatch box letters and ring
Mrs. nuti was f9ll of cut,Sity concerning our
at Chanda, as we had orig W Intended with
our husbands; that they had provided an cN-
ccllcnt dinner of black buck and Jungle fowl
that the plum pudding surpassed all expecta.
tions bnt we never told her a word about our
TWO nights halt at Dallor bungalow London
Society.
CONCLUSIVE As TO SANTA CLAUS