Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-04-19

one in the block. he walked swiftly
toward Fifth avenue and turned tho
corner SO sharply that he bowled
over district messenger. A few
words in Q foreign tongue were his
response to tho select vernacular the
rising youngster hurled at him
words so mysterious that final "Ah,
garn!" was the utmost Of which the
astonished boy was capable by way of
reply. To be flung to the sidewalk
by parsonage in q British tourists
suit with headgear out Of the Arab
ian Nights well may be disconcerttng.
even to No. 4762 Of the A. d. T.
The dark man hailed hanson.
muttered The park to the driver.
and sat we'll back In the vehicle.
closing the apron doors and lowering
the upper curtain until he left only Q
narrow space for observation. In the
interior gloom. laced BY chance lances
Of light from arc lamps. he sprinkled
himself freely with many drops from
silver vial that smelled OF the East
He readjusted the folds OF his turban,
settled his collar and scarf, and shook
himself more closely into his clothes,
which, despite their loose cut, seem
ingly we're tighter than no liked.
North Of the Casino. In the East
drive Of Central park. the Hlndoo
pulled the check strap and gave new,
directions to the cabman. Tho han
som turned out OF the park ct Seventy.
second street and rolled on rubber
tires in IN easterly direction. crossing
several avenues before it stopped In
front OF brownstone house exactly
like several others In the block. The
Oriental paid tho cabman and stood
on the Sidewalk until the hanson
turned the corner. Then he walked
east few yards, crossed the street,
turned west, and darted into the YES
thule Of . house that was the twin
Of the one at which the cab had
stopped. He did not ring the bell.
but scratched lightly on the ground
glass pane OF the inner door. The
hall lighted only by q glimmer that
filtered through the glass from q gas
lamp In the street. A voice in the
dark asked Q question in language
somewhat like that the Hindoo had
flung over his shoulder ct the messen.
ger boy Tho visitor answered with .
single word. and . sunburst Of light
upon him from . cluster of incandes-
cent bulbs above his head.
IF you are false, turn back" said
the voice in one Of the higher tongues
Of india.
'True though lowly follower Of the
Light am l." tho Hindoo replied, with
. profound salaam toward 1nk-black
portieres ct the far end OF the hall
He moved slowly toward the curtains
and stretched forth his hand. Again
the voice spoke.
III there be aught Of doubling IN
your heart turn back ere 1t be too
late" it said. There is no repent
ance this side OF the screen. Bewarel
Turn back!"
bow. parted the heavy curtains and
stepped through the opening. Without
. single glance at the sumputous
Eastern furnishings Of the room, hs
bent his body forward with touching,
outstretched hands until hts fingers
well-nigh reached the floor. In that
posture he remained until. in tho
tones Of the voice that had sounded
through the outer darkness, man
sitting crosslegged on . divan ct the
other end Of the room murmured an
acknowledgment Of tho salutatlon.
Slowly the visitor straishtened him
self and looked At the divan. without
raising his eyes TO the face Of the