Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-06-20

the photograph replaced IT IN his pocket
DO YOU think 50. colonel" he said,
significantly. From my experience T
have learned that you can always trust
a native. You ran treat him as YOUR
friend and equal so long as the Unequal
ity s there and obvious 10 him. I mean,
SO long as i'm everyth'ng-in generosity.
in courage and in honor-hc realizes thar
! Col. Carmichaers face darkened with
anger.
do YOU mean. perhaps that-that w.
are not all that" he demanded.
Surely not all Of us How many mea
think that any SORT OF conduct is good
enough 20 show a native What did
Rehar Singh sre ~ our honor? He VAS
our friend until an Englishman uho had
him nv a dishonorabie theft what has
Sehal Singh seen Of our superiorttv7 In
spite OF his fathers influence. he came II
US prejudiced In our favor. He saw
| heroes in us all. and Ire trusted himself
bindlv In our hands What has been the
consequence Look At Yesterdays scene,
as You have described II to me. col"nel.
His best friend had proved himself
mean and treAcherons svtndler. The
woman whom az ! Judge he regarded
a saint forgive NE. Stafford must he
honest-no more than a heartless firi.
who had led him on from one folly to
other for the sake of a little excite
ment-"
ftupbiSn- ' ~. dIuuEHdPi pirrt wv.
What are exceptions In a whole race"
| In strange country no one is an eN-
ception, colonel. One coward. one thief.
one drunkard is quite enough to cast the
blacklist slur upon the whole nation IN
the eyes Of another race. As sincerely
as he believed Yesterday that we were
| all heroes. as sincerely Nehal Singh be
levee today that there isn't an honest
| man among us.
This time Col Carmichael made no an
! 10 NJ nH-er m tho Window and
| stood there frownine obstinately out over
| the neglected garden. HIS eyes fell on
| the ruined bungalow and he called
! Nicholson to his side.
Look at that he said. I'm that place
| Behar Singh murdered my hest and ONLY
| friend. Steven Caruthers. / have not for
gotten and I cannot forget II has brand
ed every native for me as a murderer
From the first I shrank from all contact
! with the present rajah. distrueted
him. and II is obvious now that my dis
| trust was we'll founded. What do YOU
I say. Stafford? You. too. were against
| having anything to do with him.
| To his surprise and annoyance stafford
did not respond. He stood there with his
hands clasping the hack OF the chair. his
brows knitted in painful thought.
| Come. Stafford, what have you 10
say" the colonel repeated. fmpatently.
Il think there is a good deal i'm what
| Nicholson says STAFFORD answered
| speaking as though he had only Just
| heard that he was being addressed THE
| a right to feel bitter. And he seemed A
fine sort OF man. Without prejudice.
colonel, one cannot withhold certain ad-
| miration for him. He has behaved bet
| ter than some OF MS"
Col. Carmichael frowned, but his sense
| Of Justice forced him to q reluctant ad-
mission.
YES, he has a few snowy virtues. Yes
| terday. for instance. Under the circum-
stances. he behaved like O gentleman and
man OF honor. Before nightfali the
| English shareholders I'm the mine got their
money back i'm gems and rupees-he must
| have pulled the palace to pieces. In fact
| everything might have gone on smoothly
IL II hadn't been for that-that- He
| coughed and glanced At Stafford, not
| without a touch OF malicious satisfaction.
You are abiding to Miss Cary. colo
nel." STAFFORD said, returning his glance
| with dignity. and you are at liberty Ia
say what you like. for ! have no longer
! the right to champion her. At her re-
| quest. our engagement is at an end. But
| as her friend l cannot refrain from say
! ing this much-she has not spared her
| self and. God knows. she also has not
| been treated WELL
What memories passed before the colo
nel's mind as he stood there gazing alb
! sently in front of him! Recollections Of
/ mean and envious criticisms, ugly un-
+, derhand ISLANDERS. petty intrigue, his own
| shame-faced patronage. And then the
vision of a lovely. white-faced woman
| making her desperate self-accusal. and
Of a terrible. vulgar mother trying to hold
her back with threats and pleadinGs. He
| turned at last to the two men. his own
| face red and troubled.
tTo be continued tomorrow