Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1899-11-23
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ana FORCE. Strike all. Let your Corus
strange. your knives cut, your torches
burn! Glide as serpents, leap as pan
theirs. May silva, God Of evil, conduct
you. The priestess, now, viii bless
your weapons"
The Hindoos Frustrated themselves,
lifting above their heads their lassOes
and their daegers. while, in a slow, So
norous voice, Jubilee pronounced this
invocation:
"Siva, god Of hate and vengeance.
brother Of BOwhanie. and father Of
Kali, thy faithful servants implore
thee give them skill and strength, and
make them victorious. In thy name, l
bless their arms
She extended her hand over the
kLeeling crowd, who rose, crying:
GLORY to Siva!'
"-And now" resumed DjeIla, "let the
last Englishman perish ant die, as on
this spot persisted Sir John Malcolm.
1t must be hat within three days India
shall be freef"
Yes. free from you bandits.' an
swered a voice of thunder, which made
Djella start in sudden fear and amaze.
The next instant the statue of the
god, falling, broken from its pedestal,
showed George Malcolm, standing up
right, a revolver in each hand.
Before this vision, strange, unexpect-
ed. incomprehensible, the natives re-
coiled.
He. he. And living" stammered the
princess.
George Malcolm," echoed the fakir.
death TO him!v
Yes, deathr' echoed Djella. "In
BOwEaEie's name, slay him."
At this command, issued by their
queen. fanaticiSm replaced surprise
and terror.
Breaking out into clamor, the Hin
docs were about to throw themselves
upon him, when on every side the
rocks heaped up about the Enclosure at
the foot Of the cliffs, appeared to be-
come animate.
Each block Of granite, by a singular
metamorphOsis. became an English sol
der, and all, throwing from them the
painted cloth by whose aid they had
been enabled TO play the role OF rocks,
sprdng upon the natives, surrounded
and disarmed them. At the same time,
from a deep cave in the side of the
cliff, emerged Sir Edward Malcolm,
Dieudonne, Lord Singleton, KaZil and
Stop.
"Hurrahr" shouted tile English.
Make them prisonersr' commanded
Lord Singleton. xiii all those who
reSiStt'
Already Stop had seized Saugor by
, the throat.
"Ah. ruffian!' he said to him, sat last
you are in my clutches"
Djella threw about her a fierce
glance, in which shone all her vain fury
and all her powerlesS hatred.
Conquered" she murmured. "Ah,
at least l shall not see their triumph
And, drawing a dagger from her belt,
she was about to plunge it into her
heart. when Kazil, gliding behind her,
| seized her hand and drew from ii the
| weapon.
Not So, madame. Justice must be
done!"
Help, Saugor!' exclaimed the prime
1 esS,
The Hindoo heard this appeal, and
wrenched himself from Stops hold;
but the valet, placing a pistol to his
temple, detained him with these words:
"One step, and you diep
Saugor became motionless. At this
n oment Djella made an abrupt move.
ment, and on her pale face was depict
ed a new depth OF rage and hatred.
Before her she saw Agnes and Hera,
who had just left the cave.
"They, alsor' she stammered. "Who
has saved them?"
THE God Of the Christians, ma
dame,'' answered KaziI. lie has
fought your idols with their own weap-
ons. The veil and ring Of Bowhanie
have made Him victorious in rendering
you blind"
Here are your victims, madame
said George Malcolm, In his turn.
'"rhey ere here, unframed and free.
One, alas, cannot return. But John
Malcolm is not wholly dead. I have
kept my oath-I have finished his work
and my father is revenged!'
SIN the name of a grateful England
exclaimed Lord Singleton, II proclaim
that you have accomplished grea,
things, and promise you a reward
worthy of your
MY reward, my lord, Is here" he an.
swered, extending his hand toward
Agnes. as it not of all guerdons the
sweetest and most beautiful"
The sisters threw themselves into his
arms.
George, we bless your said Hera.
"George, W. love you!" whispered
Agnes.
Long live Englandr' shouted Stop
Dieudonne replied, srying:
"Long live France!'
"And glory to God, the Avengerr'
murmured George, lifting his eyes to
heaven.
CThe End)
Not That!
This was actually heard in the
Cracker district of Tennessee: