Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-10

nothing: but-well, the old chaps arteries
must have been reinforced or they'd have
let 60.
and hours later admitted it; for it was the
same monkey of a subaltern who was the
first to mount to the upper section of the
path who solved the dilemma with sugges-
ton the Old un reluctantly approved.
"Seizing several cakes of guncotton and
gently pushing the muzzle of his revolver
within the hole in one of the cakes designed
to hold the detonator, the little rip tied
scant ten feet of string all he could find
to the trigger of the pistol, ran unscathed
the fifty intervening yards through a rather
fancy hail of lead, placed his bally pile of
guncotton against the bottom of the gate,
damned the butt of his pistol beneath heavy
stone, and leaping to the outer face of one
of the gateposts, to the end of his bit of
string, pulled the trigger.
THE gate and a narrow section OF the wall
were demolished, the breach was stormed,
and the town taken; but the little rip who
did the gate trick was blown so nearly into
the next world that it was some days later
before he learned of it."
OURSELVES still as the motionless speak
in his memories, neither my mate nor | OBJ
served the approach of our mia para with an
armful of fuel, which he brought and cast
upon our fire few minutes after our guest
had ceased speaking. The shower of sparks
and roaring blaze that quickly followed broke
the spell our guest struggled to rise, swayed
slightly settled limp in his chair, and feebly
rubbed his eyes. Then, looking aimlessly
about, and noting the glass of whisky that
stood at his elbow, he seized and bolted it.
AT my orders, the niabara quietly with
drew the blazing fagots until the fire once
more became bed of weirdly blinking live
Goals.
Again, as had anticipated, the tired eyes
sought the embers, shortly became fixed in
stony stare, the frail body resumed its
former erect rigidity, and once more our
guest was subcOnsciously living over again
bright days of his heroic past.
"Have to thank the bally greed of Man
chester cotton spinners and Birmingham
iron manufacturers for one of our prettlest
affairs" he resumed. Hungry blighters
never rested until the Anglo Chinese Sikhim
Convention of 1890, designed to open trade
station was opened at Yafung, well within
the Tibetan border, due north of Sikhim,
the Indian garrison town nearest to the then
mysterious Lhasa. But the jealous Lamas
didn't care rap for Chinas pledges, and
China was pOwerless to enforce them. lib
etan trade, therefore, remained no more than
an unrealized dream until the Indian Coun-
Gil sent in the Younghusband and Mcdonald
expedition to submit few political argu-
ments-out of the mouths of Martins and
mountain howitzers. Thus Indo-B British
| trade theories were so fully and forcibly ex-
pounded, that the Lamas became persuaded
of the wisdom of ratifying the original con-
vention and also of opening new trade marts
as far west as Gartok, east of the Punjab
border
"And right there was where our little lot
got into the Tibetan game; for the Tibetans
of the Gartok region, seven hundred miles
from Lhasa, began attacking trade conveys
"A call for display of Indo- British force
the council was not long answering.
"Must say Our marching orders gave us
bit of a chill; for the night we got EN- we
were lolling in the ease, warmth, and luxury
of the Simla Club.
"The Roof of the World, the colossal
mountain uplift of the Himalayas, whose
passes are rarely lower than twenty thou
sand feet had to be crossed in the height of