The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1911-09-14
CHAPTER XXI.
The Final Incarnation

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April the Cunarder Caronia, four
hours out from Queenstown and buck
ling down to a nights hard work
against the northwesterly gale,
shipped a sea. It was not much OF =
sea-merely a playful slap of a wave
that broke against the staunch black
side and glanced upward in a shower
OF spray, scattering literally a soil
tary passenger who had been show
ing enough interest in the weather to
remain on deck until that particular
moment. Apparently undisconcert>i
by the misadventure, he shook himself
and laughed a sober, contented laugh,
found a handkerchief and mopped his
face with it, then, with a final ap-
proving survey Of the lowering and
belligerent canopy of wind-cloud that
overhung the tortured ocean, per
mitted himself to be blown aft to tho
door Of the frst-cabin smoking room.
Opening this by main strength, he en-
tered. The gale saved him the bother
Of closing 1t.
Removing his raincoat and cap and
depositing them on a convenient chair.
he glanced round the room and dis
covered that he shared 1t with q SIN
gle passenger. who was placidly az
hausting the virtues Of an excellent
cigarette. Upon this gentleman tho
newcomer bent a regard steadfast and
questioning. but after returning It
casually the smoker paid him no fur
Their attention. Dissatisfied. the other
moved toward him. and tho deck
slanted suddenly and obligingly the
better to accelerate his progress, SO
that he brought up with a lurch in the
e next the smoker, The latter
raised the eyebrows of surprise and
hoped that the gentleman had not
hurt himself.
Il didn't. thank you, MI. David Am
Der"
Mr.. David Amber looked the gentle
mar over with heightened interest
You've the advantage Of me, SIR"
Amber summed up the result of his
scrutiny.
Its not the first time" asserted tho
other, with an argumentative shake Of
his head.
"Noo?" Light leaped in Amber's
ayes. "Labertouche!"
Surprised you, eh?" The English
mar grinned with pleasure, pumping
Amber's arm cordially. Il don't mind
owning that l mean to-"
Well, considering that this is posi-
lively YOU first appearance as your
self on the stage Of my life, you don't
deserve n credit for being able to
deceive me. When n gets accustom-
ed to remembering you only as a ma
tive-generally as a babu in dirty pink
satin Do you know, l made
all sorts of enquiries after you, but
they told me, in response to my wires
to Calcutta, that you'd dropped out OF
the world entirely. I had begun to
fear that those damned natives must
have got you, after all. and that I'd
never see you again"
I'd almost given up hope Of aver
seeing myself again" said Laber-
touche drily.
But why didn't you-?"
DuolllCoo, oIai IVY, puSIaEb6. .
t. I was needed for several days in
the neighborhood of Kathiapur."
ut seems as though I'd waited sew
eral years for news of Kathiapur. The
papers"
There are a good many things
that happen in India that fail to get
into the newspapers, Amber. 1t wasn't
thought necessary to advise the world,
including Russia, that half the native
potentates in Hindustan had been
caught in the act OF letting the Sec
ond Mutiny loose upon India" A net
work of fine wrinkles appeared about
his eyes az he smiled enjoyment Of
what he seemed to consider q
memorable joke.
go on" pleaded Amber.
"Kathiapur was a sort of mousetrap:
the brutes came out by two and
threes, just as I said they would, for
the better part OF three days. II was
either surrender or starve with them,
and after flve-sixths Of them had
couple of companies of Tommias
into the place. and I don't believe they
left unturned a stone big enough to
hide a rabbit. One by n they rout-
ed 'em out and booted EN- down TO us.
Meanwhile we had rushed enough
troops to Kuttarpur to keep their tails
quiet"
and Sally Singh-and N~araini," d.
"Salig Singh. 1t turned out, was the
chap that got bayoneted in the tama-
risks. Naraini managed somehow to
steal away the next night, under the
noses Of any number Of sentries; beau
ty such as hers would bribe her way
out Of hell I think. What became Of
her I don't know, but I can prophesy
that she won't live long. She was
rather too advanced in her views, for
India-some centuries ahead OF her
race. She and Salig Singh had II all
! planned. you know; lis was the mas
ter-mind. hers the motive-power. They
were to crown You. instead of Saligs
son. the next day-iu the name Of Har