Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1905-08-18
! CHAPTER xxi.

Ti-Tsang, had prepared a scheme for
the seizure of the Chinese treasure; he
had attacked the train in the plains of
Cobb; the car is assaulted, pillaged, ran
sacked; the gold and precious stones, to
the value Of fifteen millions, are torn
from the grasp of the Celestials, who
yield after a courageous defense AS to
the passengers, another two minutes of
sleep would have settled their fate
and mine.
But all that disappeared with the
vapors of the night. Dreams are not
liked photographs; they fade in the sun,
and end by effacing themselves.
In taking my stroll through the train
as a good townsman takes his stroll
through the town, am Joined by Major
Noltitz After shaking hands, he show
ed me Mongol in the second-class car,
and said to me, ''That is not one of those
we picked up at Douchak when we pick
ed up Faruskiar and Changer"
That is So" SAID 1 81 never saw that
face in the train before"
Popof, to whom l applied for infor-
nation, told me that the Mongol had got
% at Echertchen. when he arrived
he said, the manager spoke to him for
q minute, from which / concluded that
Transasiatic"
had not noticed FaruslEiar during my
walk. Had he alighted at one Of the
small stations between Tchertchen and
Tcharkalyk, where we ought to have
been about o'clock In the afternOon2
No he and Ghangir were ON the gang
WY in front of our car. They seemed
TO be in an animated conversation, and
only stopped to take a good look toward
the northeastern horizon. Had the Mon
gol brought some news which had made
them throw off their usual reserve and
gravityf And l abandoned myself to my
imagination, foreseeing, adventures. at
lacks of banGAbs and so on, according to
my dream.
was recalled to reality by the Rev.
Nathaniel Morse, who said to me: eft
is fixed for to-day do not forget
That meant the marriage Of Fulk Epb-
rinell and Horatia Bluett Really, / was
not thinking of it. 1t is time for me to
so and dress for the occasion. All can
do will be to change my shirt. 1t is
enough that one of the husbands wit
nesses should be presentablc; the other,
Caterna, viii be sure to be magnificent
II was at o'clock that this marriage
was to take place, announced by the bell
OF the tender, which was to sound full
clang as If it were a chapel bell With
little imagination we could believe we
were In village. But whittier did this
bell invite the witnesses and guests? Into
the dining ear, which had been conven-
iently arranged for the ceremony. as
had taken good care.
1t was no longer a dining car; It was
hau car, If the expression is admissible
The big table had been taken away and
replaced by a small table which served
as a desk A few flowers bought at
Tchertchen had been arranged In the
corners of the car, which was large
enough to hold nearly all who wished to
be present-and those who could not get
inside could look on from the gangways.
A quarter to nine. No one has yet
seen the happy couple Miss BIuett is
In one of the toilet cabinets in the first
van, where she is probably preparing
herself. Fulk Ephrinell is perhaps
struggling with his cravat and giving
last polish to his portable iewelry l am
not anxious. We shall see them as soon
as the bell rings.
have but one regret, and that is that
Faruskiar and Changer should be too
busy to join us. Why do they continue
to look over the immense desert? Be
fore their eyes there stretches not the
cultivated steppe of the Lob-Nor region,
but the Cobb, which is barren, desolate
and gloomy. 1t may be asked why these
people are keeping such an obstinate
lookout.
IF my presentiments do not deceive
me-" said Major Noltitz, there is some
reason for it"
What doao h.
the tender, the tender bell, begins it's
joyous appeal. Nine o'clock: it is time to
90 into the dining car.
The passengers move in a procession.
the four witnesses first, then the guests
from the end Of the VILLAGE mean of
the train; Chinese, Turkomans, Tartars.
men and women, all curious to assist at
the ceremony. The four Mongols remain
on the last gangway near the treasure.
which the Chinese soldiers do not leave
for an instant.
We reach the dining car. The clergy
man Is seated at the little table, ON which
is the certificate of marriage he has
prepared according to the customary
form. He looks as though he was ac-
customed to this sort Of thing, which is
as much commercial as matrimonial.
Here is Mr.. Fulk Ephrinell, dressed
this morning just as he was dressed yes
terday, with a pencil behind the lobe of
his left ear, for he has just been making
out an account for his New York house.
Here is Miss Horatia Bluett, as thin,
as dry, as plain as ever, her dust-cloak
over her travelling gown, and in place
Of jewelry noisy bunch of keys, which
hangs from her belt.
The company politely rise as the bride
and bridegroom enter. They "mark
time" as Caterna says. Then they adj
vance toward the clergyman, who is
standing with his hand resting on a