The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1904-07-01

to the ground several feet away, sense
less. Perhaps, in that brief space d
| time when he finds his most difficult
leads met and parried by his antagon
list, some dim suspicion of the trutl
| may have flashed into his BRAIN. M
common Hindoo driver could use bill
| fists in that style.
Before he has time to form definit,
conclusion however. there comes thu
blow that all his science cannot ward
of, and the unlucky Russian knows %
more until he opens his eyes on &
strange scene. with the shores of 10
+, dia low down in the east.
others aas. nado their appearance
Mr.. Grimes himself. Besides. here Il
Kassee and Sandy Barlow.
Then the Hindoo driver. Kito. thu
man who delivered such telling blow
to the baron, must also be an old &C
quaintance. Mr. Grimes has him by
the hand. In cherry tone he e1
claims:
"That was knockout worthy Of q
Sullivan, Mynheer Joe. 1t cancels all
your past obligations to the baron"
HE struck me with the whip, the
beggar." says Joe, ruefully rubbing tho
spot where the terrible lash had
flecked him and drawn blood. tIt's
lucky for him my nature differs from
his own, or I'd have his life for that
blow"
"If you haven't taken It already. I'm
afraid you've broken his neck" says
Grimes.
"Oh, no! He'll come to presently,
We have the chloroform ready to dose
him. Come, lay hold of the wheel,
She went In as neat as you please.a
from which talk 1t may be inferred
that there has been something singulat
about the accident that has occurred
to the baron's paIkee gharry.
The vehicle is raised upon a sound
portion Of the pavement. Then tha
placed within, and Sandy gets along
side, having the chloroform ready
while the man who has taken the
place Of the original Kito, who lies 10
a stupor at this hour In the rear Of the
Malabar Hotel. his liquor having been
drugged. mounts to the drivers seat
"You, will look after that party, sir?"
he calls back.
Rest easy. When he comes to, il
the morning, he will find himself lynn
by the Towers of Silence, with no on
to tell him how he got there. Go you
way. joe" returns Mr.. Grimes.
An hour later, the strange passenge
Is handed UP the side Of the good shil
Avalanche. A few low words are ex
changed between the captain and tn
swarthy Hindoo, whose arms seem
steel; then a warm handshake, a "Goi
bless you, Mynheer joel" and they sep
arate.
AS Joe and the little newspaper cor
respondent leave the boat at tn
ghaut, they see the ship gliding towarI
he sea and bearing the vindictive Rus
iian diplomat to far-away Valparaiso
n all probability he will never eros
heir path again.
The little party met at the early
chota hazri, and around the table the
story is told in low tones. Even tho
old war-horse, Demosthenes Tanner
confesses to feeling of relief. now
that the baron will give them no more
trouble. He experiences the sensn
lions Of man who, after vainly strik'
ing repeatedly at bothersome fly, fin,
ally succeeds by lucky blow in de
molishing his tormentor.
1t is not necessary that we should
follow these friends further. With the
disappearance Of the baron from the
before them promises pleasant sailing
Mynheer Joe manages his case With
wisdom and tact. Much planning ID
done by those concerned. and, finally,
when they reach Calcutta. the viva.
cious Molly becomes Mrs. Mynheer
Joe. 1t is decided that Joe and his
bride set sail for China, to explore that
country. while the others head for
New York. via London.
Thus, one pleasant July morning
the most delightful of all months in
India-these two stand on the deck Of
the Hong Kong steamer, waving fare.
well to the friends on shore, while the
fog-horn voice of the Illinois states
man comes over the green waters like
a benson. calling:
Bong voyage, Mynheer Joe, bong
voyage, dear boyp'
And there the curtain falls.
The End.
Pu1fifsxn In .Tanan. J