Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1899-09-14

CHAPTER xU-fContinued.)
1You would then be wrong, John
Malcolm; for / swear to you those
who have brought you here, have but
Dbeyed my commands"
.'0beyed you! But why this vio-
ience toward n man who sat yesterday
at your table. and whom you called
your friendg'
II nm about to tell You Tt was to
satisfy your most cherished wish
MY most cherished wish?" repeated
the civilian. II hear you, madame, but
! fail to understand you."
REST quiet. l will explain. Since
you have been in Indl. John Malcolm
since you have assumed the duties OF
CIVILIAN for the Precedence of Benares
Yen have occupied your life in the
pursuit of one idea
"And tnaty'
.Nvas this: At my price, and by
any means, you wished to penetrate a
terrible secret, and each day the OBJ
iects of your pursuit eluded you. You
pursued a phantom. The phantom es-
capped you. Is it not true?'
sit lis true
.Well, knowing your dream, / wished
you TO realize 1t. The end so ardently
desired retreated before you. / wished
lin n bound-to lead you to that
endr'
''This goal asked the civilian
''what is itT'
'srhe Sens of B%owhanie. grave god
dess OF murder and determination" re-
eumed the princess, these mysterious
Thugs. who have sworn an oath to eff
face from the dust of India the foot
prints of the last Englishman; the
Phansigars, cunning as the serpent
and rs deadly-these are the invisible
foes you have sought in vain. am
about to show them to you, face 70
lace. and not orIy them, but their
chiefs and their nueenss
John Malcolm was breathless.
I'm n loud tone, Djella continued:
Here is the Rajah Doorgal Sahib:
here Is Azkbas; here the Fakir Souni
ancy, here Holcar; here, DIAL; and
last. ~reiGning over all, the supreme
mistress SHE before whom all bow,
and who holds all in her hand-E-the
Princess Della
You cried John Malcolm. .sYoug'
"Yes, /. That il why you are here"
''Than0s. madame replied the civil
ian, with the bravery that never de-
serts heroic hearts In n desperate cri-
sis. "You nave given me the light. II
sh Ill not be e~xtinguished. Now that /
':now, I shall not forget"
.To remember, n must liver cried
Della: s'and your moments are UNI
bered.''
II tell you that Justice shall be done.'
Djella shrugged her shoulders.
.'Fool,' she murmured. sFool, who
are about to die and speak Of justice.'
If rot mine, it will be the justice of
Cod
ut is our god who commands your
DEATH
"And mine who viii know how to
avenge it,"
1--WE defy His vengeance"
what matters your defiance? When
the day and the hour comes, He will
know where to strike"
1--WE shall see"
Then. addressing the Hindoos, the
princess added.
"Our secrets must he inviolate. Mis-
fortune TO whomsoever shall strive to
penetrate the secrets of India. He will
perish, as this man is about to perish
Children of Bowhanie. do your duty!'
Two Hindoos advanced from the
crowd and approached the civilian.
One held a lasso; the other was armed
with a dagger.
"Ah, accursed onesr" he cried. with
the rage of a brave man cowardly as
sailed. II am without arms, but I will
defend myself. / will struggle against
you with my nails, with my teeth, as
struggles the tiger surrounded by jack
alsi''
"And, saying these words. John Nal
colin, calling up all his energy. gather
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well that he must die. but determining
TO sell life dearly, sprang on the one of
the two Hindoos who held the dagger.
Heroic and vain struggle. T;ssa second
Hindoo. throwing the lasso about his
body, deprived him Of the Use of his
arms and paralyzed his motions.
1Cowards!' he cried-'.oh, the COW
ards! the cowards!'
Impassive and naughty, Djella looked
On at his frightful scene.
'.rime passes." she cried, in an impe-
Gicus tone. Striker
The second Hindoo approached Sir
John, whom each second, the lasso
drawn more tightly, rendered more
helpless, not only to defend himself.
but to move, and, thrusting the dagger
full into his breast, he let 1t stick there.
"Oh, my son! my SOM" moaned the
civilian, in his death agony.
All was ended. The point of the dag
ger had penetrated the heart. A drop
of blood issued from the mouth Of the
unhappy father, who fell in the long
grass, whose flexible stems met over
his dead body.
"A sudden movement ran through the
spectators to this terrible spectacle,
ever as a field Of wheat Is stirred by
the passing brceze; but this movement
expressed neither horror nor remorse.
It wal the joy 1t victory. What mat