Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1900-10-23

guard. the iamadar Muhammad Husain
HI seldom failed to draw admiring
glances from European as we'll as ma
tive female eyes-attentions which he
seemed to little appreciate in the deep
tachme which he felt for his youns
wife. khadija. All had gone well with
the Jamadar, and his ambition to be ac-
pointed an aide-de-camp to the viceror
seemed in a fair way to be gratitied,
when a new governor general of India
and his wife came up to Simla, bring
ing with them as an attendant upon the
latter, a French maid, Elise Dumont.
From the first this young woman Of
coquetishly fascinating exterior evin2ed
a discreet partialtty for the handsome
native officer, casting in his direction
stolen gIances of admiration and giving
vent to little signs and EXPLANATIONS OF
rapture whenever there was a prob
ability of their being noticed or over
heard by the object of her affection.
.Oh, mon dieu!'' she exclaimed, upon
a certain occasion when the ]ainadar
stood near by. He is $3.50 handsome,
that brave Indian sabreur." Then she
delivered a Cupid's ~art from her eyes
that went home true to its mark in the
breast of Muhammad Huss@:n Khan. The
Jamadar looked grave, twirled his fierce
moustaches, and then smiled. by the
beard of the Prophet" he thought, that
little foreign girl has a comely form
And the thought abode with him during
the rest of the day and frightened his
dreams by night.
From thai moment in the bungalow
home of Muhamad Husain Khan. where
previously all happiness had reigned,
disquietude took possession.
Thou art away a great deal now. and
thy brow looks troubled, my Muham-
mad said his wife. rs not all goinS
well?'
The new Viceroy Sahib has much for
me to do he replied. Il hope to be APP
pointed one of his aides-de-camp, as the
Bisaldar Abdul. Hanif is old and will re-
tire soon. These things are upon my
mind"
khadija regarded her husband
thoughtfully, and then sked: Am /
growing old too in thine eyes, Muham-
mad
Why dost thou ask, Khadija?'
Because and she hesitated a mo-
ment. Because of late I had thought
that l did not appear so we'll favored be-
fore thee. I thought that perhaps h
We're going to bring another Wife 10
place over me; and I prayed Allan that
it might not be SO, for did I not save thea
f,1Y tho aIoIa,n n NV J-1chn,] h |
YOU love ME still, do you not?' she cried,
taking one of his hands and placing i.
upon her forehead.
The tall soldier looked kindly down up
on his wife as he replied: 4 have not
forgotten, .khadija. Didst thou think
l had done SOP
Il do not know she returned. "but, O.,
Muhammad, there is a greater danger
than the cholera nigh thee"
khadija paused as if fearful thar she
had said more than was prudent and
drawing her chudder about her with a
significant glance left the bungalow. The
Jamadar thoughtfully regarded his
wife's retreating figure, then adjusting
his turban. he also left the house, max
ing his way through the Viceregal COM
pound just as darkness Was swiftly de
scending. Avoiding the buildings of
the Niceregal lodge, the Jamadar finally
approached a spot screened by a ciump
of bamboo. about which he peered in a
manner that indicated the keeping of a
secret appointment.
Evidently disappointed in his expac-
tations, he inlpatiently STROBE back and
forth a short distance, when a voice at
his elbow caused him to start, for the
owner had approached him unobserved.
"a n n, y hroN a So11iac - cJiaJ tho ,rpioa
softly. surprised at your post. That is
not good. l am late, I know, for the
rendezvous, but miladi took a terrible
time over her dressing tonight"
IF the enemy always surprised in
such a form, who would fear the conse>
quence," calamity replied the native
officer, as he salaamed low before a
dainty white form.
Thank you, SIR" r~ejoined the girl.
You have learned to pay compliments
almost as we'll as a French gentleman.
But now tell me, my brave savage. Do
you like me so very much? Am ! bien
chic, that is to say, very, very charm
ing?'
The Jamadar drew close to her and
passiorately whispered: Thou are as
beautiful as the lotus bud. I love thee;
I would make thee my wife. Ask any
thing of me, money. Jewels, silks.
is it you desire, my treasurer"
All, no!' exclaimed the girl. play
fully avoiding his embrace. mo, not
those things, but yet I would like that
you should prove your love-"
Tell me, tell me how?' he besought
eagerly.
at is such a little, little thing hat
i would like you to do; and STILL
Tell me quickly" he interposed.
well, hush!' Then starting as the
bamboos reaked. "Ah. what was
that?' she asked. What noise was
that among the bushes?"
1T is nothing replied the Jamadar,
drawing his sword and thrusting it be-
tween the canes. perhaps a jackal or
a fox. Do not be frightened. Come, tell
me the little thing that is to be the price
of thy love"
Listen" said the girl, drawing closer
to her companion. THE Viceroy has