Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1899-11-23

The rajah turned as If he had felt
the point Of a stiletrO between his
shoulders. At the first glance he recog-
nized the Newcomer, and exclaimed, in
1rightful rage:
George AalcOlm."
"Yes; George Malcolm, who comes TO
rescue your prey
"Or beSt0w upon me a second VIC
tim answered the rajah, in q fierce
burst of laughter. You have Pene-
rrated into my palace. George NAL
coin. Ny palace stall be your sepul-
chrer'
'Do you believe soT"
For al response. Doorgal leaped to-
ward the table and raised his hand to
strike the bell; but already the young
Englishn an had taken aim. and, hold
ing him under his fire. he said:
AT last. DcorgaI Sahib. u roles are
changed. Providence. which protects
Us. has put an end to your crimes. You
shall perish. and 10y my hand"
And. with his last word. the outlet
from his revolver struck DOorgal Sa-
bib in the heart. 1t was an act of the
greatest imprudence. The rajah fell.
mortally wounded: but a foreboding
smile was on his white lips. and, with
his last sigh. he articulated these
words:
Il die. but | die avenged. You ore
lost. George Malcolm
And. in truth. the explosion Of the
pistol had given the alarm throughout
the palace. and already could be heard
the sound Of hurrying feet and many
voices. An instant more, and the great
hall would be filed with the retainers
of The prince. who. finding an unknown
beside the dead body Of their lord,
would kill him without mercy. IL was
on This DcoTgal Sahib had reckcned. n
shiver ran through his body. and h,
expired. The fatal ending forseen by
him appeared most probable, yet the
countenance of Sir George Malcolm be-
trayed no aneasiness. a moment long
en-. ans the crowd q Wallets n slaves,
like n human sea, poured into h hali.
At sight Of this man, tawny as n ma
five. aud standing beside Doorgais
dead body. stretched in a pool OF
blood. a terrifying clamor arose. In
this cfamer mingled threats of death
anil the sound of daggers drawn from
their sheaths. Always calm, always
impassive. George Malcolm, supported
Agnes under his left arm docking more
than ever like "a corpse. whose eyes the
living had neglected TO close. and
walking with a firm step towards the
crowd which opposed themselves
against him. he addressed them in
ringing tones. stretching out to them
his right hand on which glistened. with
dazzling radiance, the diamond of the
temple.
.In the name of Bowhanie, whose
rirg wear, fall on your anees!' Inc
cried. II am your master! 1t is by
the Queens order that l have struck
Doorgal sanih: it is also by her order
that / give you this palace, and all the
wealth that 1t contains!'
..The ring Of Bowhanie! the envoy
of the goddess repeated the Hindoos
seized by supcrstitious reverence. Or
your knees! on your knees!!'
And they Frustrated themselves be
fore tho EDgIishman, as had FRUSTRATED
themselves the fakir. the Brahmins
md the Thugs, n few hours previously
In the gardens of Alahabad.
With a slow and solemn step George
passed through the crowd, who dared
not raise their heads to contemplate
him. Thus ne gained the entrance
through which he had introduced him
self into the palace, or hearing Agnes
piercing cry of despair; and, near this
entrance. stood Kazil, who uttered al
exclamation of joy on seeing him ap
pear, holding the young girl In hi'
arms.
The victims are saved!' murmuret
George Malcolm. Now for the guilty
ones"