Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-28

feminine forms rustled you obtruded your prying
nose Others declared that Ram slept on the bare
stones, ascetic saint and ate nothing but little
boiled horse feed. l rode up there one day to see
what 1t was like for myself, but all l found was
ghostly stiffness and freshly painted board with
silence" on it. suppose gentleman oughtn't to
have tried the doors. which were locked, or have
raped loudly with his crop against the windows or
have cried out "Haoo there" in the tone OF chauf
feur backing his car into old lady-but all this
did, and did In vain. as far raising pinfeather
Of Ram Zafaryab Chadderjee. B. A.
Mrs Martingale more successful and cannot
help thinking that her Respondent motor played It's
part in bridging the gulf That the Prophet allowed
himself to be discovered by the richest the most fash
ionable, and certainly Of our most charming
women, spoke well for his powers Of divination But
he refused all her lures explaining with what Mrs
Martingale termed "a beautiful gracousness" that
Prophet could not be expected to CALL lunch or be
put up at the Country Club He was here he ex.
planned, in answer to faithful observation-disclosures
precious longing hearts-that had been attuned to
his across the void Of half world. Mrs Martingale
who was always delightfully."- impusive. and always
delightfully."- eager to be first in everything wanted to
know what about her own, and was piqued TO 6nd
that It had played part in calling the Prophet to
Santa Dominica
when that means more to you than that" he had
said indicating the setting in contrast to the da-
monds at her neck, ''then come back to me and ask
again"
"And do you know" dubbed Mrs Martineale IN
telling all about 1t at the club "there was some.
thing hypnotic and strange about him. so
and Irresistible that II 1t had been my garnet brooch
believe would have thrown it down. then and there
and got my heart into tune
while he would have picked up the garnets and
put them into his vest pocket" said Tom Martingale
who was railroad man with few illusions
If an angel descended from heaven and offered
Tom new religion on gold platter, he'd reach for
his gun, and TURF In the police alarm" observed Mrs.
MartnEale. sweetly AFTER all. IL anybody is to dis
cover new religion. why shouldn't it be u Hindoo.
instead Of German scientist or Boston professor?
Haven't they been contemplating over there for thou.
sands of years. thinking things out on the tops OF
pillars and mountain peaks? Is 1t fair to Ram to
condemn him before have heard his side Of the
case"
What is his side of the case?" asked, for Mrs
Martngae, while full Of general information about
the Prophet had not been specially elucdative Of his
views.
She wrnkled her pretty brows as she tried to recall
them.
Hes rather woolly sort of Prophet" she said
ut last "a parable aud purr, and with such sudden
bright, chipmunky way Of looking at you that you
have to say you undcrsts nd when you don't. His
views? Let me see! That we are all kind Of sodden
and earthly aud need purifying and uplifting, and can
only attain 1t step at time like baby learning
to walk. That is putting it much too plainly. know
but it's about it. oh. yes and lot more about veg
etarianism. and the subordination Of the WILL and