The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1911-06-22

Or impressively.
He can't. Why not?"
You can SEQ there Is room for but
two. and l have yet another passen-
ger"
"Where?"
AT the frst dak-bungalow, sahib,
where the mail tonga broke down last
night. This tonga. which l say is an
excellent tonga, In al tonga, a ton.
ga for ease, is sent to take its place.
More than this, l am hidden to go in
haste; therefore there is little time
for o to decide whether or not you
will go with me alone. AS for your
servant, he can follow by this after
Moons mail tonga"
Upon this ultimatum he stood, i'm
movable; neither threats nor bribery
awaited. 1t was an order, he said; he
had no choice other than to obey.
Shabash, Would the sahib be
pleased to make up his mind quickly?
P~erforce, the s8hib yielded. "ltn
be Labertouche; he's arranged this"
he told himself. THAT loafer said
he'd gone on ahead Of us" And
comforted Ire issued his orders to
Doggott, who received and acceded
to them with all the III grace imagin-
able. He was to remain and follow 10
Kuttarpur by The afternoons tonga.
Climbing aboard, the Nirginian set
tied himself against the endless dis
comforts OF the ride which he fore
saw: the tonga was anything but AN
aram tonga-a tonga for ease" there
was no shade and M breeze, and
the face OF the and crawled with
heat-bred haze.
To a crisp cracking Of the whip
lash over the backs Of the two sturdy,
shaggy, flea bitten ponies. the tonga
swept away from the station. swift
as a hunted fox with a dusty plume.
Amber leaned forward, watching
the drivers face. Your name, tonga
%wallah?" he enquired.
Ram Nath, sahib." The man spoke
without moving his head, attending
diligently to the management of his
ponies.
And this other passenger, who
awaits us at the k-bungalow, Ram
Mathis he, perchance, n known
both to you and to me-"
Ram Nath ficked the Tagging
ponies. How should | know he re-
turned b%rusquely.
one persisted Amber, who
might be known by such a name az,
say, Pink Satin?'
What manner OF talk is this" de-
manded Ram Nath. Il am no child
to be amused by a riddle. | know
naught Of your Pink Satin" lie
vent forward, shortening his grasp
upon the reins, as If to signify that
the interview was at an end.
Amber sat back, annoyed by the
fellows impudence yet sensitive to a
suspicion that Ram Nath was playing
his part better than his passenger,
that the rebuke was merited by one
who had ventured to speak of secret
things in a land whose very stones
have ears. For all that he could say
their every move was watched by in.
visible spies, Of whom the rock
strewn waste through which they
spec mieht Wen haroor a hioueh
legion. But perhaps, after
all, Ram Nath had nothing whatever
10 40 win L~aoer'ouche, uhdehlaoie
az had peeh MS Wink u ilIBh' wen
nave oeeh ho'hlhg more nan an iHi'
p~erlihehce.
MeahWnlie 'ne 'ohBa rocked anu
bounded nehd'snly over an infamous
parody OF d ROAD turning ana t"iSt,
ing between huge pouiaerS ana III All"
OUT o. pe0oiy humans i'a'! N"'' ''o'
ing II aIo"E WIN tle i"hn 81 " mas
Ter hul an h's a''ehuoh was Vi ne,
''SS''E 'eIle'eu "p"" ,"e ponies anu
pi'9'L''y ms '"'""i '"pp'u iipi" us
knees an" 'Ia',eieu upon 'ne moor ol
'ne toHs3' N"o'' a"" MS C'd"'' anu
put MS I"ol upon IT,
Ram Naih' ne ASKED fehlIy' nave
you no oihcF arms
ala mot daion ia gIanco ro,nd "Iro
hath need oe woarons who dotb traf.
eo NTH ,bo CIl.on og tina Voice