The daily morning Alaskan., 1903-08-29
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 Woman Hater
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ics and such annoyanees to young men who go to college for fun, woke up one June morning and found himself in | possession of diploma.
 Bob determined to do some mors studying abroad. He was professed woman hater, and before he left the girls poked fun at him by betting him q box of cigars against a hundred yards of brussels lace that be would bring back a wife with him. and ono little minx declared that she would be black. Bob offered to take a hundred such bets, but his teasers were quite content with one.
 Six months after his departure Bob was in India. He was dining one evening with q party of Americans and British officers when the subject of the suttee or burning Of widows with the bodies of their husbands was introduced.
 That's stopped now" said a British captain, "by a treaty with the British government"
 'Sahib," said an Indian servant. there will be a suttee tomorrow morn. ing at sunrise. The young widow of the prince of Pingpore will be burned with her husband"
 ''The deuce you sayF'
 The servant being questioned said that the prince was a very old'1nan. who had married the wife when she was twelve years old. She was now fifteen. The party became much in- terested, but as there was no English garrison near it did not seem that any thing could be done to prevent this outrage against civilization. Bracket proposed that the party constitute themselves posse to do 30. The Englishmen were hard to move until they had had a number of brandy and sOdas. Then they chlmed in with alacrity. The party arose from the table and, guided by the servant, went 10 the place where the pyre had. been set up in the court of a ruin. On the pyre was the body of the old prince. guarded by heathen Hindoos.
 q have a scheme" said Brackett-"a real out and out Yankee scheme. Wen conceal ourselves fin what Is left of that apartment on the other side of the wall from the pyre. It isn't more than thir- ty feet from the pyre to the room. Sup pose we dig q tunnel to point beneath the pyre, remove the material from un. der where the widow will lie and let her down and out before the flames touch her"
 Good" said every one, and the Hin. doc servant was dispatched for spades and q wheelbarrow. With a will they set to work, all of them young strong men, and in three hours a spade broke through the ground and struck the wood of the pyre. Then commenced the more difficult work of locating the re- qulred spot and removing that part of the pyre directly under the spot where the widow would lie. However, it was at last accomplished. the wooden plat form being left supported by pieces of timber that could be removed at will.
 In the morning there was great din of the funeral procession approaching. A troop of Brahman priests, their shaved heads uncovered, carrying torch es, followed by n coneourse of natives, came bowling into the court. In their midst was the young widow. The party of Anglo-Saxons had pushed the mor- tar from a chink fin the wall, through which they watched the proceedings. At the foot of the pyre the widow was stripped of all her clothing except 6 fine sllken undergarment. To see the young thing stand there, looking about her with a bewildered stare, then at the pyre with a shudder, was enough to move stouter hearts than the Eng fish and Americans. Bracket took one look through the peephole. then dashed into the tunnel and tO the bottom of the pyre. where he stood ready. When the widow ascended the pyre and lay down and cloud of smoke concealed the bodies, the signal was given by a British officer at the peephole. Remov- Ing the supports, Bracket lowered the living body, receiving 1t fin his arms. The widow, frightened at this unex- pected occurrence as well as the flames. swooned and was easily carried through the tunnel to the ruined chamber. When she came 10, hand was clapped over her mouth. and she was forced to remain quiet.
 Tt ,,,oa ,ot All night that the narty dressing the widow in the costume or their servant, Bob Bracket sacrificing his beard to conceal her features. dared to leave their place of conceal ment and return to their quarters. The widow, knowing that If found she would be spurned by her people and compelled to again go through the dread ordeal to It's completion, begged her liberators to take her out or the country. As none of them could go where he liked except Bracket, he was assigned the post of honor. It was on a long journey on r. and O. steamer 10 England, sitting with her daily on deck. talking of her past life and telling her of the western world. that Bracket lost his heart. The con- sequence was that when they reached England the widow of the Prince of Plngpore became Mrs. Bob Bracket.
 On the arrival a few weeks later of the steamer Lucania at New fork Bracketts girl friends, who had heard of his marriage with an Indian, were