Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1896-06-20
BISARA OF PURI.

the other side OF Kulu, where the IL
inch temple sapphire is; others that it
was made at the devil shrine Of 40
Chung, in Tibet, was stolen by Kaff1r,
from him by a Gurkha, from him again
by Lahouli, from him by khitmat-
gar, and by this latter sold to an Eng
lishman, so all its virtue was lost, be-
cause, to work properly, the Bisara of
Puri must be stolen-with bloodshed
if possible, but at any rate stolen.
These stories of the coming into India
are all false. 1t was made at Puri
ages since-the manner of it's making
would fill small book-was stolen by
one of the temple dancing girls there
for her own purposes, and then passed
on from hand to hand, steadily north
ward, till it reached Hanla, always bear
ing the same name, the Bisara of
Puri. In shape it is tiny square box
Of silver, studded outside with eight
small balas rubies. Inside the box,
which opens with spring, is little
eyeless fish, carved from some sort of
dark, shiny nut and wrapped in shred
Of faded gold cloth. That is the Bisara
of Puri, and it were better for man
to take king cobra in his hand than to
touch the Bisara of Prri.
ALI kinds of magic are out Of date,
and done away with except in India,
where nothing changes in spite Of the
shiny, toy scum stuff that people call
Civilization. Any man who knows
about the Bisara of Puri will tell you
what its powers are, always supposing
that it has been honestly stolen. 1t Is
the only regularly working, trustworthy
love charm in the country, with one ex-
ception.
(The other charm is In the hands Of a
trooper of the Nizam's Horse, at a place
called Tuprani, due north of Haidara-
bad.) This can be depended upon for a
fact. Some one else may explain it.
If the Bisara be not stolen, but given
or bought or found, it turns against its
owner III three years, and leads to ruin
or death. This is another fact which
you may explain when you have time.
Meanwhile you can laugh at it. At
present the Bisara is safe on an ekka
pony's neck, inside the blue bead neck
1uCO tllaU hSsOpo Oll VllO WA OyOs IL oAO
ekka driver ever finds it and wears it or
gives it to his wife, am sorry for him.
A very dirty hill cody woman, with
goiter, owned it at Theog in 1884. 1t
came into Simla from the north before
Churton's khitmatgar bought it and
sold it for three times it's silver value to
Churton, who collected curiosities. The
EnnNu
bought than the master, but man
looking over Churton's collection Of
uriosities-Churton was an assistant
commissioner, by the way-saw and
held his tongue. He was an English
man, but knew how to believe-which
shows that he was different from most
Englishmen. He knew that it was dam
gerous to have any share in the little
box when working or dormant, for un-
sought love is a terrible gift.
Pack" Grubby" Pack, as we used
to call him-was in every way nasty
little man who must have crawled into
the army by mistake. He was three
inches taller than his sword, but not
half so strong. And the sword was 80
shilling, tailor made one Nobody liked
him, and suppose it was his wizened-
fall SO hopelessly in love with Miss
Hollis, who was good and sweet, and five
foot seven in her tennis shoes. He was
not content with falling in love quietly,
but brought all the strength of ismiser-
able little nature into the business. If
he had not been SO Objectionable, one
might have pitied him. He vapored and
fretted and fumed and trotted up and
down and tried to make himself pleasing
in Miss Hollis big, quiet, gray eyes,
and failed. 1t was one Of the cases that
you sometimes meet, even in the coun-
try where we marry by code. Of really
blind attachment all on one side, with
out the faintest possibility of return.
Miss Hollis looked on Pack as some sort
of vermin running about the road. He
had no prospects beyond captains pay,
and no wits to help that out by one
anna. In large sized man love like his
would have been touching. In a good
man it would have been grand. He be.
ing what he was, it was only nuisance.
You will believe this much. What
you will not believe is what follows
Churton, and the man who knew what
the Bisara was, We're lunching at the
Simla club together. Churton was COM
planning of life in general. His best
mare had rolled out Of the stable down
! the hill and had broken her back His
decisions were being reversed by the up
ner cOurts moro than an assistant cnrn-