New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-04-07
IN THREE PARTs-PART IT.

been visiting a poor little wee sick child who 10
paying the costs Of her fathers lawsuit
The next day many inquiries We're made OF no
MS happy. Obtuse Irish nature. he foxes.
good or bad unless they we're explained to him.
But Batesis did not thrive. she lost interest IN
doctor so in her hating English.
No very better. eating no. talking no. onalss
SoOmasOOndrum. at The other end OF the garden.
Nov what IN the world are We s5outS he said
sharply. 90 you want 70 dcpress the poor oabyt
more good than that: There is a friend OF nine
now i'm Madras. He is a grand doctor he ISL And
what with travelling IN a train. and looking here
ana ii2oainf there why. journey would do a
The doctors soft. breathiess brogue and his
decorative way OF putting things carried comfort
though partly treasured be could not sleep that
cocoanut oil lamp sufficiently lit up the place for
him to see fungamna lying on the ground by
wrapped blanket Batesia was lying high
face seemed 10 nm too 6eaufifH 70 be- booked at
He squatted down and buried his head in HIS arms:
en T1a re5 5 s I" cd Ei, q b ne s b a rs
regular, and a sudden SOB made him bold enough to
was not asleep and below the long lashes he could
Thou art not asleep. little flower Of the night
ne said tenderiy 'Dost thou dreamE Tel my
Ratesia felt for his hand. Il am thinking. my
father. OF the great EqUeen,-' she rnurmured.
hast not forgotten Eprinchie her SOM?
IL Is OF the great F4Queen only rndl tQInh5 ana
Of her soldiers She has looked at them and. be-
hold they are weIIt Oh. little fatherl Il shs could
or then ' sRs s soSSsd outF6t u' A''
shut shur' he said. soothnsly. thou shalt es
well by the fun OF the moon. my princess"
Batesia continued. still sobbing: 1T n tho
light Of the moon that the evil woman cursed my
bones Now. only the great Equeen make them
soonasoondrunn felt the little form begin 70
trembie. .,s .......rx
How ea5 we 90 TO England? Oh ny fatherrS
This can we do; thou, | and thy mother. Z
with a swift joy in thinking there was something
l>Batssia began to coo. My father. my satner-y
but the overflow OF tears could not so quickly Be
dried-she smiled and shook and soo9e6r -.-.
sleep now. and thy father must make ready. Sleep
fff y ae t' pan i F5 the a hen the ~
ship. Thou shalt travel as a rich mans daughter'
"Oh. best OF fathers. art thou rich?
"On this journey thy father is rich. Every one
wife hath costly sbawis. worth thousand rupees
Her Jewels are shining and for the little daughter.
the great Equeen. looking at this family VIII suiis
Soomasoondrum ceased speaking, for a nuttsrfns
breath came from Batesia's lips The pretty child
As the father withdrew. the mother emerged from
her blanket and softly SID into bis place Sns
went so long as her child recovered
OF 10 see the doctor he was having tea IN MS
yeranda. looking humpier than ever in the cary
SO you are taxing ny htte small wee paas r
ye-for haven't told you now u Is all matter os
nerves? Well. well. you are a father IN a thou
sand May your journey be success. and blessings
attend ito
soomasoo1drUm lost no time IN making arrange
nnents. Re knew very wen what to do. for he had
often assisted IN sending of English families. He
put his affairs IN order and telegraphed for cabin.
and he engaged a servant. Madrasee, who had
had much experience in travelling. The coach and
bulloCks sold for twice much he had given for
morning post brought letter from his bankers
telling him OF a large made By one OF his re-
cent transactions. He chuckied when ne rsmen-
bered the child's question: ART thou rich3 on.
best Of fathers"
Howatt Dore had been kept longer out IN the dis
trict than be had expected. When he arrived at the
Patahran station early one morning fresh and
fair as usual although he had been travelling all
night he astOnished to see SoOmasoondrurn
the platform
here. Mudaliysr? And how IS little Barley sugar."
SoomasOondrum answered puffy. she Is here.
your honor. and he pointed 20 her IN the arms OF
an important locking man. we are going 70 Eng
land your honor he spoke. hurriedly and climbed
Up into the carriage.
smiling at Howatt DOrs over the servants shOui-
der. he followed his master
Rungamma went last
The doctor must tell all about this" Hoyatt
Dore said: and az he spoke he saw him jump into
''Ts Rafahram deserted?'' Howatt Dore asked.
sand are YOU or to England. also. FilibenT
only a Madras luck. replied ina
doctor, looking down him. His chin black
with court Dlaster-he had cut himself horribly
had to stand back for some natives. bent upon
travelling. were hurrying 10 and fro Ike frshtenet
To be continued