The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1894-08-26

her child was waiiug, wailing, somewhere
in front of her. Yes, she saw it now dis
tinctly, wrapped in the cloak as she had
left it among the cornstalks, and near it,
crouehing for the spring, huge Bengal
tiger. Again she screamed and sprang
forward. throwing out her arms wildly to
scare the animal, and again the horrible
vision vanished, only to be renewed
thousand times in thousand different
forms.
Once she met q gentIe-looking Parsee
face to face, who stopped and gave her
some "chupDatties" Coarse meal cakes)
and drink of sour milk and warned her
earnestly against returning to the town,
signifying. by gesture as we'll as words.
the fate which had befallen her friends
there. She ate and drank raven0usly of
what he gave her, but only shook her head
at mis- advice and has tened on. The Par
see went his way, shaking his head. Evil
IDENTIFY the poor woman had been driven
mad by the slaughter of those belonging
to her. and he should only embarrass and
compromise himself by trying to detaln
her.
And then at last. all at once, the weight
rolled off her brain and the red mist from
before Der eyes. She was on her knees in
the maiZefield. and before her was the very
hole where she had laid her infant with
the rusty plaid cloak crumpled on the edge
of it.
But what of the child?
For moment an awful despair seized
her. and a cry broke from her lips so
shrill and unearthly that it scared away
couple OF VultureS who were lowering
low over something yard or two distant.
A little cooling, gurgling note of pleasure
answered, and turning, she saw round,
rosy face among the cornstalks and pair
of fat hands and naked dimpled feet try
ing, by stretching, to get at the mother
who had left it.
When Captain Clare, accompanied by
four of his men. entered the same field in
search of his wife's preserveT, they found
Mary quietly seated on the ground nurs.
ing her baby. and the ringing cheer which
greeted the sight might have shown her
how her herolsm was appreciated by those
brave, rugged hearts. She hardly needed
it, but just stood up, dropping her cour-
tesy to the officer. and then looked around
at the others.
An where's my Jim at alp"
There was 70 immediate answer. The
men did not seem to hear, and Captain
Clare began thanking her in an agitated
way for all that she had done, and urging
her to hasten with him to the carnage at
the foot of the hill. where Mrs. Clare was
waiting for her, which was to take them
both under a strong guard to Susi and
thence as soon as possible to Calcutta.
Mary courtesied again.
THANK We, sir. It's very good We are
to me, but IN not wantin' 10 lave me hus-
band, though it's not on the strength |
am Shure I'll go down TO him now, since
he's no mind to come up TO me. Maybe,
though, he's not got lave to fall out of the
ranks for that"
The last words were said piteously. the
eager. excited blue eyes lifted to the Off
GERS kindly face. Very gently he took her
arm.
Come to the carriage first. Mary, any
way Mrs. Glare wants to-to speak to
you. My good girl, my brave girl. you're
not going to give way nOw!'
sis it kilt he isp' she asked hoarsely, and
then before any reply could be given save
the mute answer of the eyes, the child fell
from her arms, she reeled suddenly and
dropped, a senseless, crumpled heap at the
commanders feet
When Mary recovered from the shock
oceasioned by her husbands death she ae-
e0mpanied Mrs. Clare to England and was
ever after her constant companion. The
two bows became fast friends, and when
young Kyle-MaTy's boy-grew to mans
estate Mrs. Clare had him established in a
small business. for, as she said. 'she could
never do enough tor the son of the woman
who had so generously saved her life.' -
All the Year Round.