Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1912-02-02

glory NO human plagiarist can repro
duce"
Not even in Parish" inquired the
visitor. There is a good deal of talk
just now, you know, about the theft of
a society womsn's diamonds. You
know she discovered that paste dia,
monds were substituted, and under
stand the central jewel was one
of exceptional size"
Neither Paris, nor Venice, nor We,
STEAMBOAT can manufacture colorabls
limitations Of such a stone" insisted
the Swami limitations, that is 10
say, that would deceive anyone WITH
the crudest knowledge"
But the Maharanee was undoubten.
ly copied" pursued Britt. "If you have
read the newspapers, you know II was
through the discovery of that fact that
Mrs. Missioner learned her necklaces
had been stolen"
All the cordially of the swami van
ished. He seemed to wrap himself in
the impenetrable dignity of his caste.
and he dismissed the subject with the
conclusive remark of his race, 81 have
spoken" In spite of the most adroit
efforts Of his visitor. and despite inter.
rogations direct and indirect, he could
not be induced to discuss the subject
again.
Britz, somewhat bafied, finally led
the conversation into other channels
by bethinking himself of his role In
time to ask the Swami the purpose
and probable length of his stay In
New York.
1 have no objection to telling you
answered the priest, that am here
to spread the propaganda, to turn the
lamp Of the true faith upon the gloom
OF your Western civilization" He con-
tinued. Yes, / am making prose
lytes! | am conducting gatherings OF
seekers after the Light, and am In
structing all who come to me with
open minds and honest hearts
Britt picked up his hat and coat
with reluctant air, and took leavc of
the Oriental With not overprofuse ex-
pressions OF gratitude for his recep-
ton. The scholar struck the gong,
the Hindoo servant appeared in tho
farther doorway. and In few seconds
the faint echoes of the visitors foot
steps ended In the quiet closing OF the
street door.
Kananda, with a carriage akin to
the swagger Of the English Guards
man, re-entered the room and looked
at the Swami quizzically.
you need not put yourself to the
trouble of looking through the Sunday
papers" said the Swami. There will
be nothing about this interviav In
The Times"
MOP" returned Kananda- Il heard
the reporter say he wanted the facts
for the next issue of his Sunday sup
plement"
He Is not interested in supple
ments." replied the priest, "sequels
are his speciality. When be interests
himself in a story he begins at the
continued line. He is not q report.
err"
The Prince looked at him inquirine
ly.
Nor is he the man ALI should have
searched" continued the sage. He IL
-one of the cleverest detectives In
New York-Britz, Of Headquartersl-
Britt. Of Headquarters, did noa
waste any time In gloating over the
result Of his interview with the Brah
min. In the 1rst place, he did not con-
slider that he had scored anything
like signal victory. He knew enough
of the subtleties of the Orient to be
aware that such grains of truth a.
had come to him In the Swamis an
swers had been merged into q volum- |
inous fabric of mendacity--well, call
It diplomacy-and that to vinnow out |
the few facts vouchsafed to him was
a task for the clustered seclusion Of |
his own room, supplemented by the |
silent help Of many books of refer |
ence. But he was ready to take It for
granted that the Brahmin had spoken
truly In regard to the difficulty of Inn
itating diamonds Of great size. There
was no question the Maharanee had
been copied; how closely he could not
say, as he had unfortunately never
had a glimpse of the false stone. The
questions that gimleted their way into
his brain were: Where was the copy.
ing done: how was 1t done; and, Of
course. correlatively. by whom was Il
done?
It was a busy quarter OF an hour
Detective-Lieutenant Britt passed in
his Mulberry Street Office. Awaiting
him was cablegram from Logan.
saying briefly he was trailing all the
workmen who had taken part in the
Of the paste Missioner
and that none of them had
left Paris.