Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-01-12

| And understand we shall be satisfied
| Charles II Allen in Frank Lesle's Popu.
| lar Monthly.
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AT THE CANNON'S MOUTH
Maj. Arthur Fitzgerald Lacelles sat
near to a corner of the dungeon and
watched the tarantulas. Close by the
major, with chin resting ON drawn-up
knees. sat Color Sergt John Haliwell.
This man had no eyes for the tarantulas;
his gaze was interpretive. The dungeon
was subterrancous to the extent of ten
feet. The massive walls were mucid
with damp and unwholesome air. At in
teryalS the moisture swelled into huge
drops and splashed upon the green floor
Sometimes one fell upon spider and
made him SILVER, but the tarantulas new
err moved, only just waited, waited.
Half an hour in this dungeon would
have cowed a savage dog. Yet into it
man had thrown his brother man. To
whom did it belong? TO the Rajah of
Bhitoor, better known as Mana Sahib of
cXccrable memory.
In the year 81, when the flames of re-
bcllion swept over India, every day was
fraught with incidents dramatic, tragic
pathetic terrible. The following is the
narrative Of one such incident, the story
OF fend'S thought, of Il madman's exul-
tatlon, of the cruelty uf the tiger of
Cawnp0re.
Color Scrgt John Haliwen. like most
of his kind, loved his life. He knew he
was about to lose it, that made him
grave. He also loved a woman. The loss
Ut the one implied the loss of the other;
this made him sad. Presently he looked
toward his companion and seemed about
to speak. Then, thinking better of it. he
became once more lost in meditation.
Why, he asked himself, should he make
the confession? Probably he would he
harshly rebuked for his temerity. But
then at such an hour man yearns to
open his heart TO his fellow.
Major" he began-peril had bred init
macy between the superior and his subor-
Major, | have something to tell
you"
The majors knitted brows relaxed
IF did not believe, sir, that | have
fought my last battle, my secret should
have remained unrevealed. 1t is just pos
@ble that one of us may see the light
again. If that one should be yourself,
sir, will you deliver a message from me z"
it?" vac l'"' .
a message, sir, to your daughter Con-
stance. whom heaven preserve from this
land gone mad! | love her! You look
angry. | cannot help it. She is the angel
of my life"
and very angry, tool The devil! You
look high, my friend!'
let it not disturb you, sir, Life
might have given her to mel believe il
would have done so; for, had | not been
SO miSerabIH caught, | would have won
promotion at this time, when honor and
glory lie within the grasp of every brave
man. And, speaking with all respect,
my lineage will bear comparison with
yours. But now-well, DundoO Pants
word is sterncr than yours, major. Only
| would ask it, sir. should You clude the
clutches of this infamous villain, this
Mana Sahih. to tell Constance that one
man met his end unflinchingly, thinking
of her honny eyes and heaven reflected
therein"
Thus spoke John Halliwcll, knowing
nothing of the terror to come.
Mai. LacelieS grew sullen and irritable,
though he controlled his feelings. The
color sergeant continued 10 sit motion
less. Thus for an hour both maintained
an almost intolcrahlc silence, until Il key
grated harshly and the door of the dun
poys entered and the two Enghshmen
were led forth.
Hundreds of tiny eyes followed their
cgrces. The tarantulas. it seemed, were
doomed to disappointment.
Down a flight of stone steps through
subterrancan passage rcekinG with
damp. mp again into Il dryer atmosphere
through more corridors, tortuous and in
Vulnerable. all forming part of the great
palace of the wealthy ralah of Bhlt0Or
were the prisoners led 10y their dusky
guard.
An this abruptly terminated. Dark
ness gave place to light. squal0r TO spleen
dor misery 10 magnihcenco. They were
| confronted by the rajah himself in one
of his state apartments.
The Mahratta prince stood surrounded
| by the emblcms of wealth and Eastern
! luxury. Upon a motion from him the
| two prisoners, their arms securely held.
were led forward
| The rajah's eyes filled with an evil
| fire as he glared upon the men who had
! once esteemed themselves his friends, for
! they, in company with others had not
| mfreQucntly shared his hospitality. The
| nation which now holds his name i'm
! deepest loathing o!re trusted Mama Sahib
! rs an ally. until thrwartcd ambition
! breeding successfully hatred, trcachcrv
| and revcnSc-turuod the prince INFO n
/ traitor. man into q tiger
Ills prisoners regarded him with proud
| Indifference. He smiled and poinir3 n
! heleweled finger through n window. Tho
mems eyes followed the direction of The
| gesture. ''''
Cawnpore lay stretched ont bsror,
hundreds of bamboo and mud hut, .ntor-
! SperSed lndiScrlmnatelv with ,n,tl,o
buildings of more substantial s-ruct,,r,
Inc broad river appeared as u streol ~
SILVER; me mnarctS flashed In the Golden