Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1913-11-08

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Sikh troops. .eaIod upon ms morse al
the head Of his men. rs he l0'N'' me
face OF the man projected I'se' '.'i'.
ly upon his perceptions ne was look
ing upward. straInln@ MS eyes 10
catch the hdtter OF white.
And all at once the voice OF me
astrologer seemed TO break the ST
lence
You must not drop that handAer-
chief he crOaked. "or the Wuoie pc
ture will fade away. Remember TINS
is nothing but vision. The Iediity
comes tomorrow
Paul crumplrd mp the handkerchief
and hid it iu his sleeve Far beneath
him he st'u saw the sikh officer look
upward; he farcied that he detected
an appearance of uneas!uess on the
Fart Of the man. His horse reared.
and. in checking il. he pulled the
rCins so taut that IL was flung back
on its launches. Why was he at
tempting To attract Pauls attention?
A deep. indrawu exclamation an
sV ered the question As every head
craned forward and every heart beat
hard Paul lnstlncuvely following the
gaze OF the crowd. perceived the Jam
OF Ndgshlpur advance slowly IN his
turn toward the royal dals. Though
chief OF all the princes. Dee had been
held almost 70 the last before being
permitted 10 pledge ms allegiance; II
was a subtle slight devised 10y the
minds OF the rulers OF the country III
return FOR the Jams supposed anti
Engllsh procIlVIues. Inc people, per
tectly aware OF the meaning oil ms
maneuVer' watched MN with oa'ed
breath. Upon his action depended the
tate OF the empire. Would he pledge
hImseli or would ne Hlns deHahce ihto
the faces or his English rulers!
The Jam advanced uneasily, evil
IDENTIFY almost overcome by nervous
hess, and glancing as he advanced to-
ward the Sikh officer, who, with his
PACK turned TO MIN as ne SAT ms
morse. couId see hothlhg' but kept MS
gaze IINeu s'e"uiasOiy upon '"e Top
'''l Vi 'iie an Piii'iie''
suddenly sign ran InrouSh t"e as
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aS wheat quINers III d summer orte@e'
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peeh elIher OF despair OF sei'-Iil.n.oid-
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FauI opened MS eyes.
II was evening ana the sun huhg' a
ball OF hre, low down IN the west. ne
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.
| " respond to the promptings of his
will. When at last he reached the
level of the street he noticed that his
clothes were damp. as though after a
rain. and that he was dishevelled as a
tramp.
A passing policeman eyed him sus
piciously. and then, seeing that he ap