The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1895-12-05

says no more about IT, Ahal my chill.
dren, the mugger knows-the mugge-
knows-and the Malwah Jats are a
good peoplel"
"1hey arc too close-too narrow in
the hand for my CROP" croaked the adj
%jutant. "'1hey waste not the polish on
a cows horn, as the saying Is; and,
again, who can CLEAN after a Malwai?"
"Ah, I-glean-them," said the mug
ger.
Now, in Calcutta Of the South, in
the old days." the adjutant went on,
everything was thrown into the
streets, and we picked and chose.
Those were dainty seasons. Now they
keep their streets as clean as h out
side of an egg. and my people fly away.
To be clean IS one thing; TO dust, sweep,
and sprinkle seven times a day wearies
the very gods themselves"
There was a d~own-country jackal
had it from a brother, who told me,
that in Calcutta of the South all the
jackals were as fat rs offers in the
rains" said the jackal, his mouth wa
tering at the bare thought of IL.
"Ah. but the white faces are there
the English. and they bring dogs from
somewhere down the river, in boats
big fatdogs-to keep those same jackals
lean" said the adjutant.
They are. then. a. hard-hearted as
these people? I might have known.
Neither earth. sky, nor water shows
charity TO a jackal. saw the tents of
a white face last season. after the rains,
and I also took a new yellow bride to
eat. The white faces do not dress their
leather in the proper way. 1t made me
very sick"
That was better than my case" said
the Gdjutant. When ! was in my third
season, a young and bold bird, I went
down to the river where the big boats
come In. The boats of the English are
thrice as big as this village"
He has been as far as Delhi. and
says all the people there walk on their
heads" muttered the jackal. The mug
ger opened his left eye and looked
kcenly at the adjutant.
1t Is true" the big bird insisted. "a
liar only lies VIXEN he hopes to be be-
lieved. Noone who had not seen those
boats could believe this truth"
THAT is more reasonable" said the
mugger. And then?'
From the insides of this boat they
were taking out great pieces of white
stuff. which in q little while turned to
water. Much SPLIT off and fell about
on the shore, and the rest they swiftly
put into a house with thick walls. But
L bcatman, who laughed, took a piece
no larger than a small dog and threw
It to me, I-all my people-swallow
without reflection, and that piece |
swallowed as is our custom. lmme-
diately | was afflicted with an ex.
c~essive cold that, beginning in my
crop, rem down to the extreme end OF
my toes, and deprived me even o!
speech, while the boatmen laughed at
me. Never have l felt such cold. !
danced in my grief and amazement till
| could recover my breath, and then ]
! danced and cried out against the false
ness of this world; and the boatmeT
derided me till they fell down. The
chief wonder of the matter, setting
aside that marvellous coldness, was
that there was nothing at all in my
crop when | had finished my lament
ings!'
The adjutant had done his very best
10 describe his feelings after swallow
ing a seven-pound lump of ice off al
American ice-ship, in the days before
Calcutta made her ice by machinery
but, as he did not know what ice was
and as the mugger and the jacka,
knew rather less, the tale missed fire.
FRO RE CONTINUED,