Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1894-10-26

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are draves? 1t is true. All our peo-
pie Ire buried here. We plant the
iris over them always. If you ask
whyj ! know not. 1t is the flower of
dootI..a
A ludden determination to paint
her, Fthe Powerful Life against the
FloIVhful Death, completely obliter-
ated lhe knowledge Of my own incom-
petesce; but / urged and bribed in
vain Phooli-ian would not stir. She
wo4 not even let me pick handful
of shc flowers for her to hold. 1t was
unlrcky; besides, one never knew
whRene might find in the thickets of
lei s. bones and horrid things Had
YER heard that dead people got
tirs'hof their graves and tried to get
out or even if they only wanted
som hing in their graves they would
sire forth hand to get it? That
was e reason why people covered
thei Up with howers--just to make
ther nore eontented.
I io idea of stopping to Gull a flower
and shaking hands with corpse was
Dist betly unpleasant, even in sun
liz so | gave up the point and be-
gan & sketch the girl as she sat Ra-
the u difficult task, for she chartered
inc Sanity. Did see that thin, blue
thr,f 4 Of smoke in the dark pail of
PIN trees covering the bottom of the
vsf 2Sysat was Goloo's fire. He
wa /, prris root for the Mahara-
iah There, on the opposite murg,
where the bufaloes showed dark
omgns the flowers, was chuehchu's
hus Undoubtedly, Chuchchu was
the richer, but Goloo could climb like
an i'6ey 1t was he whom the Huzoor
wa go,g to take as guide to the
peek He could dance, too. The
Hu&oor should see him dance the cir
Gle lance round the fre-no one turn
ed slowly as Goloo. He wouldno
frig4'en a young lamb, except when
he isas angry--well, Jealous, if the
HUI or thought that we're better.
81 The time she had done chatter
ing here was not petal left on the
or led daisies, aad was divided be-
tv ! pity and envy toward Goloo and
Il ssfning, as usual, l set ,ny
l4Heg e dry on the .asel at the
A ~ .As tAsssn;sqe LIZ
WI Up fire, smoking my pipe, big
wv 8 man, coming in with jar of
bjAs.lo milk on his shoulder and big
b%hh of rhododenlron behind his
eah stopped and grinned at my carri-
cature Of Phooli-jan. Five minutes
after, down by the servants encamp-
ment. ] heard free fight going on,
and strolled over to see what was the
matter. After the manner of Kash-
miri quarrels, it had ended almost as
it began; for the race love peace.
That it had so ended was not, how
ever, ! saw at a glance, the fault Of
the smaller of the antagonists, who
was being forcibly held back by my
slikari.
''Chuchehu, that man there, wanted
to charge Goloo, this man here, the
same price for milk ms he does your
honor, explained the shikari elabor-
ately. ''That was exortionate, even
though Goloo, being the Huzoor's
guide for tomorrow, may be said to
be your honor's servant for the time.
! have settled the matter Justly. The
Huzoor need not give thought to it. :"
! looked at the two recipients of
Phooli-jan's favor with interest-for
that the punches Of red rhododendron
they both wore were her gift | did not
doubt. They were both fine young
men, but Goloo distinctly the better
looking of the two, if trihe sinister.
Despite the recommendation of my
shlkari to cast thought aside, the in
eident fingered in my memory, and l
mentioned it to Phooli-jan when, on
returning TO finish my sketch, | found
her waiting for me among the flowers.
Her smile was more brilliant than
ever.
They will not hurt each other, !"
she said. "Chuchchu knows that Go
loo is more active, and Goloo knows
that Chuchehu is stronger. 1t is like
the dogs in our village"
4 was not thinking of them, l re-
piled. Il was thinking Of you.
supposing they were to quarrel with
you?7
She laughed. 'oThey will not quar-
rel. In summertime there are plenty
of flowers for everybody"
| thought of these red rhododen-
drons, and could not repress smile
at her barefaced wisdom of the SER
pent.
''And in the winter-time?"
Then | will marry one of them.
or some one. | have only to choose.
That is all. They are at my beck and
call.
Three years passed before recurring
leave enabled me to pay another visit
TO the murg. The rhododendrons
were once more out on the uplands,
ana as turned the last corner of the
plne-set path which threaded its way
through the defile, / saw the meadow
before me, with its mosaic of flowers
bright ns ever The yaa,,,4,,,r f 6 NJ