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RUDYARD KIPLING.
A Critical Sketch OF the New Writer Of
Tales From India.

Andrew Lang in Harper's Weekly.
Mr.. Kipling was born at Bombay on Decem-
Der so, 1865. He 10 therefore still very young
man. At his age Mr.. Robert Louis Stevenson
had only shown his genius 70 the world in
few admirable magazine articles. Born in
India, the son Of the head Of the School of Art
at Lahore, Mr.. Kipling was educated at West
ward Ho, the watering place and home of the
golfer, named after Canon Kingsley's novel He
returned to India early, and how early he began
70 write articles, tales and verses in the Indian
newspapers do not know. His little romances
first appeared in the journals Of our oriental
dependency and we're part Of his regular news
paper work. The largest collection, .Plain
Tales from the Hills" in the dignity Of cloth
cover, can occasionally be purchased from
bookseller Of unusual intelligence. But a. the
books came ont in India 1t has hitherto been
difdcult 70 get them; they have been Every
removed and perhaps all Mr.. Kipling's works
will become - accessible % those Of other
British suthora II is not my purpose to write
. biography Of Mr.. Kjpling nor to describe him
at home" He 10 fond Of horses and of fsh-
ing. He 10 not fond Of psychology NOR of n.
Paul Bourget His politioal opinions are of
the kind which were English In old days before
Mr.. Gladstone, and am not aware that he has
ever attempted to overthrow the Christian re-
igion NOR to supply his own mixture, st rea-
sonabls charges, a. 3 substitute. He IL thus,
though young and popular, . little bslstsd in
our Intelligent and advanced generation.
Enough Of personal description. Al 70 his
writings Mr. k,pling appears to mysslf 70 pes-
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CHAPTER Nv.

They were brought to the field Of Marzun-
Katai and, with the Black Boneens to aid, they
fought fight that has never been set down in
the newspapers. In response many believe to
the fervent prayers of Father Dennis, the
enemy not only elected to fight in the open. but
made beautiful fight, as many weeping Irish
mothers knew later. They gathered behind
walls or fickered across the open in shouting
masses, and were pot-valiant in artillery. It
was expedient to hold largo reserve and wait
for the psychological moment that was being
prepared by the shrieking shrapnel There
fore the Mavericks lay down in open order on
the brow Of hill to watch the play till their
call should come. Father Dennis, whose place
was in the rear, to smooth the trouble Of the
wounded, had naturally managed to make his
way to the foremost Of his boys and lay, like q
black porpoise. at length on the grass To
him crawled Mulcahy, ashen gray, demanding
absolution.
"wait till you're shot," said Father Dennis
sweetly: There's time for everything
Dan Grady chuckled as he blew for the If
tieth time into the breech Of his speckless rifle
Mulcahy groaned and buried his head in his
arms till q stray shot spoke like . snipe imme-
dately above his head and . general heavs
and tremor rippled the line. Other shots fol-
lowed and o few took effect, as q shrek or .
grunt attested The officers, who had been "
ing down with the men, rose and began to walk
steadily up and down the front Of their compa-
mics.
This maneuver, executed not for publication,
but as guarantee of good faith, to soothe men,
demands nerve. You must not hurry, you
must not look nervous, though You know that
you are q mark for every ride within extreme
range, and above all II you are smittsn you
must make as little noise - possible and roll
inward through the files. II 10 at this hour,
when the breeze brings the first salt Whit Of
the powder to noses rather cold at the tip and
the eye can quietly take in the appearance Of
each red casualty, that the strain on the nerves
half day and abate 20 whit Of their zeal az
the end; English regiments sometimes sulk
under punishment, while the Irish, like the
French, are apt to run forward BY ones and
twos, which is Just ~ bad - running hack.
The truly wise commandant Of highly strung
troops allows them in seasons of waiting 70
hear the sound Of their own voices uplifted In
song. There 10 . legend of an English regi-
ment that lay BY it, arms under FIRE chanting
Sam Hall" to the horror Of il newly APP
pointed and pious colonel The Black Bo-
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"Vittorio. Salamanca. Toulouse. Waterloo,
Moodkee. Forozshan and Sobraon-that was
iougnt close next door here, against the very
oeggars he wants US to Join. Inkermann. the
Alma, SebastoPol! What are those little bust
nesses compared to the campaigns Of Gen.
Mulcahy? The Mut'ny. think O. that; the Nut
ny an some dirty little matters in Afghanis-
tan, and for that an these and those"-Dan
pointed to the names of glorious battles-''that
yankee man with the partin' in his hair comes
and says 40 easy ~ have drink - Holy
Moses, there's the captain!'
But 1t was the mess sergeant who came in
just ~ the men clattered out, and found the
colors uncased.
From that day dated the mutiny Of the
Mavericks. to the joy of Mulcahy and the pride
OF his mother in New York-the good lady who
sent the money for the beer. Never, as far as
words went. was such mutiny. The conspir-
ators, led by Dan Grady and Horse Egan. poure
In daily They were sound men, men to be
trusted, and they all wanted blood; but first
they must have beer. They cursed the queen.
they mourned over Ireland, they suggested
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The third man drank his cocktail and spoke
no word. He was the strategist, but. unfor-
tunately, his knowledge of life was limited.
He picked letter from his breast pocket and
threw it across the table. That epistle to the
heather contained some very concise directions
from the First Three in New York. 1t said
The boom in black iron has already affected
the eastern markets where our agents have
been forcing down the English-held stock
among the smaller buyers who watch the turn
of shares. Any immediate operations, such as
western bears. would increase their willingness
90 unload This. however. cannot be expected
till they see clearly that foreign iron-masters
are willing to co operate. Mulcahy should be
dispatched TO feel the pulse of the market and
act accordingly. Mavericks are at present the
best for our purpOse.-P.D.Q."
As message referring to an iron crisis in
Pennsylvania it was interesting if not lucid. As
. new departure in organized attack on an out
lying English dependency it was more than in
terestlng.
The first man read it through and murmured:
Already? Surely they are in too great
hurry. AL that Dhulip Singh could do in In
dia he has done, down to the distribution of
his photographs among the peasantry. Ho!
Hoi The Paris firm arranged that, and he has
no substantial money backing from the other
power. Even our agents in India know he
hasn't What 10 the use of our organization vast
ing men on work that is already done? or
course the Irish regiments in India are half
mutinous as they stand"
This shows how near a line may come to the
truth. An Irish regiment, for just long as
IL stands still. ID generally hard handful to
control, being reckless aud rough When,
however. il is moved In the direction of mus
kerry firing. il becomes strangely and unpa-
triotically content with its lot. 1t has even
been heard to cheer the queen with enthusiasm
on these occasions.
But the notion Of tampering with the army
was, from the point Of view Of Tehama street,
altogether sound one. There is no shadow
OF stability in the policy of an English gov
eminent, and the most sacred oaths of Eng
land would. even il embossed on vellum. find
very few buyers among colonies and depend
encies that have suffered from vain beliefs.
But there remains to England always her army
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RUDYARD KIPLING.
THE MAVERICK MUTINY
A STORY OF INTERNATIONAL
INTEREST.
WRITTEN FOR THE EVENING STAR BY RUD-
YARD KIPLING.
(Copyrightedl
CHAPTER L

O. HEN three obscure gentlemen in San
VA, Francisco argued on insufficient prem
A(NH ses they condemned fellow creature
A TO most unpleasant death in far
~ country, which had nothing whatever
TO do with the United States They foregath-
cred at the top of tenement house in Tehams
street, an unsavory quarter Of the city, and
there calling for certain drinks they conspired
because they were conspirators by trade, OH
cially known as the Third Three Of the LA.A.-
an institution for the propagation of pure light.
not to be COMPOUNDED with any others, though
IL is affiliated to many. The Second Three live
in Montreal and work among the poor there.
The First Three have their home in New York.
not far from Castle Garden, and write regularly
once week to a small house near one OF the
big hotels at BOulogne. What happens after
that particular section of Scotland Yard
knows too well and laughs at A conspirator
detests ridieule. More men have been stabbed
with LucreZia Borgla dagSers and droppedlnto
the Thames for laughing at head centers and tri-
angles than for betraying secrets, for this Is
human nature.
The Third Three conspired over whisky cock
tails and clean sheet of note paper against
the British empire and all that lay therein. This
work is very like what men without discernment
call politics before general election. You pick
out and discuss. in the company of congenial
friends, all the weak points in your opponents
organization, and unconsciously dwell upon
and exaggerate all their mishaps, till it seems
to you a miracle that the party holds together
for an hour.
''Our principle is not so much active demon
stration-that We leave to others-as passive
embarrassment, to weaken and unnerve," said
the first man. wherever an orgalzation Is
crippled. wherever q confusion is thrown into
any branch of any department, we gain a step
for those who take on the work; we are hut the
forerunners." He was a German enthusiast
and editor of newspaper, from whose leading
articles he quoted frequently.
That cursed empire makes so many blum
ders of her own that unless we doubled the
years average / guess it wouldn't strike her
anything special had occurred" said the Sec
ond man Are you prepared TO say that all
our resources equal to blowing off the
muzzle of hundre l-ton gun or spiking ten
thousand-ton ship on plain rock in clear day
hghp They can beat US at our own game.
Better join hands with the practical branches;
we're in funds now. Try a direct scare in a
crowded street. They value their greasy hides"
He was the drag upon the wheel, and an Amer
icanized Irlshman Of the second generation,
despising his own race and hating tho other.
He had learned caution
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GOLD THREADS FRAYED AND DIsCOLORED."
hideous plumber of the Indian country side and
then, alas--some Of the younger men would go
forth and wallow on the ground in spasms of
unholy laughter. The genius of the Irish for
conspiracies is remarkable. None the less they
would swear no oaths but those of their own
making which were rare and curious, and they
were always at pains to impress Mulcahy with
the risks they ran. Naturally the flood OF beer
wrought Generalization. But Mulcahy con-
fused the causes of things. and when a pot
valiant Maverick smote a sergeant on the nose
or called his commanding officer bald-headed
old lard-bladder and even worse names he
fancied that rebellion and not liquor was at
the bottom Of the outbreak. Other gentlemen
who have concerned themselves in larger con-
spiracies have made the same error.
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"A SLIM, srrdHT DARK-HArRED YOUNG MAN"
That cannot change except in the matter of
uniform and equipment The officers NAV
write to the papers demanding the heads Of
the Horse Guards in default of cleaner redress
for grievances; the men may break loose across
Q country town and seriously startle the pub
kcans, but neither officers nor men have il in
their composition to mutiny after the CONT
mental manner. The English people, when
they trouble to think about the army at all.
are. and with justice, absolutely assured that
Il 10 absolutely Trustworthy. Imagine for
moment their emotions on realizing that such
and such . regiment was In open revolt from
causes directly due 10 England's management
Of Ireland They would probably send the
regiment to the polls forthwith and examine
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Written for TIE EVENING STAR
Ecchoresiopsis.
KYRIEILA.

KYRIELLL
From this brave world that, in ethereal space,
Runs round the sun in its appointed place,
From our familiar home he skies below
From this brave world il viii be sad 20 60.
From this fair orb where first we learned to love.
Nor dreamed OF aught beyond above:
From earthly joys. from even pain and woe
From this brave world ii will be sad to go.
From where we glowed with Friendships genial
fire,
To good mems praises ventured 10 aspire
And quaifed the joys that from right actions nov-
From this brave world it will be sud 10 20.
We have been tossed by winds Of strife and care,
And oft our load seemed more than we could bear.
And wrong has made wretched; but know
From this brave world it will be sad % go.
From this old world-old but with age not blind
Nor waxed decrepit-thst far. far behind
Leaves Error famed. and weaker doomed 10 grov-<
From this brave world it will be sad 10 60
From this grand sphere, whore Law forever rules
To make IL grander, spite Of doubling fools
Else happier were its total overthrow
From this brave world il will be sad % 60.
Wise Science, wiser far than e'er before.
Boldly essays all mysteries 70 explore:
Now. when her maryels make such glorious show
And, now, when grows TO bis fellow man
More kind than ever since his race began,
And benefits around him loves 70 strow
From this brave world 10 will be sad % 20.
More than Of yore this life has now 70 give
And Hygiene teaches how to longer live;
The horizon daily spreads more wide, and %
From this brave world IL viii be sd 70 TO
But must leave Il. all: 'twere wen n We
Take our farewell, resigned with dignity;
We trust indeed, TO ind better, though
From this brave world IL win be sad % no.
Unless kind Nature with soft hand dispenss
soothing balm DER every weary sense.
And brief oblivion on the mind bestow,
From this brave world IL viii Be sad 10 70
However DARK the past has been, yet light
Like q slow-brightenins dawn. stu chesrsd ~
sight,
And while We watch is sy e-incrsasins nov,
From this brave world 10 win be sad 10 60
w. L snomAkxA
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Don't bIamc the world because the thorns ara
found among the roses;
The day that breaks In storm may be all sun
shine when It closes.
We can not hope to always meet with fortunes
fond caressing,
And that which seems most hard to bear may
bring with It blessing.
The buried seed must rot in earth ere It pro-
duce the flower.
And the weak plant to fructify must have both
sun and shower;
So man, to gain development, must struggle
with LIES CROSSES,
And view with calm philosophy his trials and
his losses.
A deadly. poisonous weed may yield salve Of
surest healing;
The sweetest blossom may poisonous be, al
though its bane concealing
Things are not always what they seem, but still
twas Heaven designed them,
And we should class them all as good and take
them IS We ind them.
Little we know Of this brief life, and nothing Of
its sequel;
Then let US take In humble trust oil that may
seem unequal
Gods ways are not our ways, and He should
certainly be trusted
All that Is wrong in His good time will surely
be adjusted
Hawkes. Bay QSew zealsnd) News.
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would Be closer. end, consequently
labor and capital would be enabled ~
produce much more with the same exer.
ton. The dog in the usanger who, IN
this country especially, 20 wastes pro-
ductive power, would b choked on.
There IL yet an even more important
way by which, through it, effect upon
distribution, the taking Of rent to
public uses by taxation would stimulate
the production Of wealth. But reference
to that may be reserved. tits sufficiently
evident that with regard 10 production,
the tax upon the value Of the land 10 the
best tax that can be imposed. Tax man
ufactures, and the eject Is to check
manufacturing; tax Improvements, and
the effect is to lessen improvement; tax
commerce, and the effect is to prevent
exchange; tax capital, and the effect is
to drive it away. But the whole value
of land may be taken in taxation, and
the only effect will be to stimulate In
dustry, to open new opportunities to
capital, and to increase the production
Of wealth.
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and some of the old folks predicted that
this would cause trouble"
The Colonel whitfield steadily at his
pipe for . full minute.
The prophets Of evil were right" he
resumed. I'm those times this was
sort ofneutral ground. 1t was between
the lines, and Confederate and Union
soldiers came and went without being
molested. Hunter was q red hot Seces-
sionist. and would have joined the army
II he had not been lame In one leg. As
it was he made no secret of his senti-
ments, and the Unionists kept out of his
way.
Mary seemed to be devoted to her
husband, and every thing moved along
pleasantly for months after their we'd.
ding. One day there was change.
Jack had kinswoman, O meddlesome
gossip, who limited to him that something
was wrong. Jack wss furious. but his
cousin told him he had married Mary
without inquiring into her past history,
and then she whispered something that
drove the young man almost crazy with
rage"
My companion rose from his chair and
paced the floor.
II hate to tell about it." he said, "but
must 20 on. Hunter learned from his
cousin that Mary had been seen holding
clandestine meetings with Union
officer in secluded spot not far from
her home. The husband said nothing
to his wife. He waited and watched.
Mary wondered why Jack had suddenly
grown so cross and silent, but she made
the best Of 1t, thinking that he had
some trouble on his mind
Just about twilight one day Jack
came home from the field where he had
been at work and found Mary missing.
He instantly left the house and ran to
the top Of a neighboring hill. He saw
just what he feared. Down in the val
ley below he saw his wife and hand
some Union officer parting from each
other In the most affectionate fashion.
They embraced and kissed after the |
manner Of lovers.
Hunter slipped back to the house,
seized his rifle, and went of to the |
woods in the direction the officer would
be sure to take on his way back to the
Union lines An hour later just as Mary |
was wondering why her husband was SO
late for supper Jack walked in and
threw his rife into q corner. His white
face and blazing eyes alarmed Mary and
she asked some excited question. Jack
eoolly told her that he had discovered
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just such pair as one would expect to
find in quiet little mountain cottage.
The farmer and his wife offered me q
comfortable rocking chair, and q negro
woman brought me q gourd of cold spring
water.
1t struck me after few words had
been exchanged that there was some
thing wrong in the little household, but
could not see what it was The man
and woman both had sad faces, and their
hair seemed to be prematurely white.
Their voices were pleasant but they
spoke in subdued tone, in a mechan-
ical way, apparently feeling little inter-
est in any thing that was said. The
man, soon found, was partially par
alyzed, and moved slowly and with diff
Guilty.
/ took it for granted that they were
shy In the presence of stranger, and
at once proceeded to make myself
agreeable by praising the scenery and
complimenting the place and its sur
roundings. ,
The woman answered me without en-
thusiasm, and the man was silent ex-
cept when asked him direct ques-
ton / attempted to make the two take
q mutual interest in the conversation.
but they did not look at each other, and
what was said by one was absolutely
ignored by the other.
Such placid Indifference was depress-
Ing. 1t was impossible to talk freely
under such conditions, and in q few
minutes / rose to go. My hosts did not
ask me to remain longer, and felt that
my visit was unwelcome.
AS rode away up the hill / glanced
back two or three times just as ex-
pected. this singular couple remained
seated as far away as they could get
rom each other. They were silently
ooking straight ahead. Evidently they |
had not exchanged word concerning
he stranger who had just left them.
Ali this was SO unlike country people |
hat began to suspect some mystery.
Half an hours ride brought me to the
louse Of my old friend, Colonel Jones,
vhere was to spend the night
Colonel" / said suddenly, as we
moked our pipes after supper, do you
y
now any thing about the people at the
ext house, where stopped on my way
ere this afternoon?"
"Poor Jack Hunter and his wife," re-
lied the Colonel. Eyes, know all
bout them. You took them for very
ocular people. suppose?"
Then told my friend what / had
cen. and how tho strange manner of
he farmer and his wife had puzzled
he.
Poor Jack and poor Maryr' ex-
laimed the Colonel II will tell you
heir story"
He filed his pipe again, and after
loment's reflection, said:
ut was during the war when Mary
lolt and her folks moved to this settle
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MY BROTHER ~
her intrigue, and had followed her lover
from their place of meeting and had shot
him down like dog within sight of his
camp. He had seen some soldiers come
out and carry the dead body of.
MARY stood like marble statue list
ening to the horrible story.
God forgive your she cried. "sYou
have killed my brother, and broken nv
hearth
1T was only too true. Mary knowing
how strong Jack was for the Southern
cause had never told him about her
Union brother, but when the young Of
fcer was in the neighborhood the two
had secretly met several times.
Hunter fell on his knees and berred
forgiveness. He offered to kill himself
or do any thing that his wife demanded.
But Mary would not talk She asked to
be let alone until morning, and locked
herself in her ROOM Poor Jack roamed
about in the woods all night, and in the
morning returned home, where he found
his wife waiting for him.
Mary looked at the mans happard
face, and noticed his trembling limbs
"Jack, she said, you are as good a
man as ever lived, but you have blighted
my life by your mistake or crime. I can
never love you again, but my heart is
full OF pity. Let us live here until God
calls US away. will try to do my duty,
but do not speak to me, for can not
answer you. Here Is one kiss for our
old love, and now let us bear our sorrow
in silence until the spell is broken"
The Colonel threw himself into
chair and sighed.
There is nothing more to tell, f" he
said. Those two unfortunates have
not spoken to each other in twenty-five
years. They are kind and patient, but
am afraid they will never come to-
yether Jack was paralyzed just after
his great trouble, and bis wife has been
Tery good to him in her way. Sad story,
sn't it?'-Wallace p. Reed, in Atlanta