The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-11-17
A GOOD TURN.

"dOD made the WCrId good, SAID
Sultan Jan. ''but he made women
very bad"
Sultan Ian. veteran of many fights
and havi.dar IN the khemistan horse,
was sitting smoking on the veranda
before his quarters when he uttered
this unorthodox sentiment. Its con
ciseness pleased him SO much that he
repeated it in a louder tone for the
benefit of any of the garrison of the
fort, which was called by the tribes
men Shah Nawaz, bur was Known to
| the British authorities as Mo. 996,
that might happen to be within hear
ing.
Sod made the world good. but lie
made women very bad, SO that they
are verify but instruments of Shaitan
for dragging men down to destruction
" hat need has a young man like
Haycraft Sanib--a very Russian in
tight-to care about women? And
yet he is pining away for love of the
yelJL W haired woman at Allbad, the
Colonel Sahib's daughter He does
not eat-for his bearer has told me so
he does not sleep as d young man
should; he grows thin and pale, aud
when be is not on duty he spends his
time in walking on the ramparts where
he looks toward Alibad, or IN writing
OH pieces of paper and tearing them
up. He will not go near her, for she
has fouted him, as is the way of wom-
en- when they perceive that man has
put his strength in their hands. but
be longs after all the more. Now
what is to be done for him? Surely,
it falls to me to do something, for my
heart yearns over the lad since
caught him up from among the hoOfs
OF the horses III the skirmlsh on the
border, and saved him from the
swords of the tribesmen and the
knives of their women, and l WOnld
not see hIm continue to grow sick and
weak. Shall | send word to my
brother across the border to make a
raid Oh the traders from India when
| next they camp outside the fort
The fight would rouse Haycraft Sa
hib, and he pursue the tribesmon and
punish them, and forget all about the
yellow haired woman. But no; the
tribesmen will not raid in this direc
tiOD again until they have had time
to forget the way III which he carried
fire and sword among them the last
time. What, then. IS to be done?
How shall the woman's spell be brok
en-? Why, surely" - Sultan Jan
jumped up from the mat in his excite
ment-''if be wants the girl he shall
have her He will not stretch out
bis hand to take her, because he has
eaten the Colonel Sahib's salt, but it Is
not SO with us The Colonel Sdhib is
no officer of ours. To morrow l and
the rest Of the troopers belonging to
my fathers house have to attend the
festival of the tribe, and we will seize
the woman with the yellow hair and
bring her hers. Then, when Hay
craft Sahib has her, he will care for
her no more, and he will be himself
again, and the whole detachment will
support him in his blood feud with
the Colonel Sahib, and flee with him
across the border, If need be-"
The more Sultan Jan pondered
over his new idea the more it delight
ed him, and his gray mustache was
curled by most unwonted smiles as he
sat revolving the details oil his scheme.
SO confident was he of its entire sue
cess that he could not resist saying a
word of comfort to the person whom
the plan was designed to benefit, when
he happened to meet him crossing the
courtyard of the fort.
BE of good cheer, Sahib," he said,
as he saluted Nv hen the night is
darkest the dawn is at hand"
Sultan Jan was privileged per
son since saving his young comman
der's life, but Fred Haycraft could
scarcely believe his ears when ne
heard this unmistakable reference to
his personal affairs, and his face was
red with veXatiOn as the old soldier
went by. A moments reflection how
ever, showed him that it was scarcely
surprising that some rumors as to the
cause Of his frequent visits to the can
tonments at Alibad, and also of their
sudden cessation, should have got
abroad IN the detachment, and he
was satisfied with merely denominat-
ing Sultan Jan an old meddier as he
passed on.
Evening was approaching, and Col.
Graham and his daughter had start
ed for their daily ride in the uninter-
esting environs of Alibad Passing
the hospital, the colonel remembered
that he had something to say to the
surgeon iD charge, and, with an apol
ogy to his daughter, he dismounted
and entered the building, leaving his
horse in charge of the groom. He
was detained longer than he had ex
pected, and Miss Graham began to
ride slowly up and down the road,
more in the hope Of banishing certain
unpleasant thoughts that We're tor.
menting her, than because she WAS
impatient of the delay. The place
was lonely enough, but there was no
reason for alarm, for almost a gener-
alton had elapsed since any hostile
tritesmen had penetrated to the
neighborhood of Alibad, and the two
grooms were close at hand aud her
father within call But the surround
ings were somewhat doleful, and the
nearLess Of the hospital to the ceme-
terry unpleasantly suggestive, so that
the thoughts from which she sought
to escape continued to trouble her.
Riding in the dim shadow of grove
of trees hich bounded the cemetery,
she remembered that from the end of