Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-11-07

And slowly up the dusty carpet-decked
road which led to the royal dais there
came. one by one, the feudal primes
lings, and one by one they bowed ln,s
before these rulers of alien race and,
placing their hands upon their hearts,
they vowed submission.
| Suddenly Paul became aware that
he held handkerchief In his hand
His mind rushed back through a fog
of bewildering dreams. What did this
portend? This handkerchief-did not
an empire hang upon the fall Of iEs
He looked down. There, far under
him, he saw the commander az the
Sikh troops. seated upon his horse at
the head Of his men, AS hc looked the
face of the man projected itself clear
ly upon his perceptions. He was look
ing upward, straining his eyes to
catch the flutter of white.
And all at once the voice of the
astrologer seemed to break the 81
lence.
"You must not drop that handker-
chief" he croaked, cor the whole pic
ture will fade away. Remember, this
is nothing but vision. The reality
comes tomorrow"
| Paul crumpled up the handkerchief
and hid it in his sleeve. Far beneath
him he still saw the Sikh officer look
upward; he fancied that he detected
an appearance of uneasiness on the
part of the man. His horse reared,
and, in checking it, he pulled the
reins SO taut that It was flung back
on it's launches. Why was he at
tempting to attract Paul's attention?
A deep. indrawn exclamation an
swered the question. AS every head
craned forward and every heart beat
hard Paul, instinctively following the
gaze of the crowd, perceived the jam
of Nagshipur advance slowly in his
tEyn toward the royal dais. Though
| chief Of all the princes he had been
held almost to the last before being
permitted to pledge his allegiance; it
was a subtle slight devised by the
minds of the rulers of the country in
return for the Jams supposed anti
English proclivities. The people, per.
| fectly aware of the meaning of this
maneuver, watched him with bated
breath. Upon his action depended the
| fate of the empire. Would he pledge
himself or would he fling defiance into
the faces of. his; English rulers?
The Jam advanced uneasily, evi
IDENTIFY almost overcome by nervous
ness, and glancing as he advanced to-
ward the Sikh officer, who, with his
back turned to him as he sat his
horse, could see nothing, but kept his
gaze fixed steadfastly upon the top
tier of the amphitheater
Suddenly sigh ran through the as
sembled multitudes. They quivered,
as wheat quivers in a summer breeze.
For with a gesture which might have
been either of despair or self-immola.
ton, the Jam had thrown himself into
the dust before the dais and kissed
the monarch's robe
Suddenly, out of the crowd, face
burned itself into Paul's heart like a
live ember-a beautiful, imperious
face woman's face, set sternly in
unutterable contempt as the eyes met
his.
1t was the face of the beautiful un-
met in America and who had sent him
upon his quest. She stared up at him
from among the distinguished guests
assembled under the royal canopy;
and as he met those eyes Paul flung
up his arms and cried.
And the moving picture quivered
and vanished out of the crystal
Paul opened his eyes.
It was evening and the sun hung,
ball of fire, low down in the west. The
tamarisks quivered in the evening
breeze. Somewhere nightingale was
singing. The astrologer, the secretary,
the sleeping prince were gone.
He was lying under a bench on the
top tier of the deserted amphitheater.
Opposite him was bare stretch of
ground, where formerly the royal tent
had been. And everywhere tents were
being packed, wagons loaded, troops
| deploying over the ground. The city
of tents was gone.
Paul stumbled down the almost end
less stairs toward the city street. His
head ached and his limbs would hard
Il ~ 4OOQOAO W bAO VI Lilo
will. When at last he reached the
level of the street he noticed that his
clothes were damp, as though after
rain, and that he was dishevelled as a
tramp.
A passing policeman eyed him sus-
piciously, and then, seeing that he ap-
peared to be gentleman, admonished
| him:
You'd better go home, my man.
What are you doing here the day after
the show, anyway? Where did you
come from?"
"The shown" Paul cried 1.-THE coro-
nation? When is it to be?"
The other laughed. yesterday" he
said CURLY. "Of course there may be
another one in thirty years or SO, but
| my advice to you is, go home!"
Paul stood still, staring into the po-
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