Evening star., 1914-10-04

zennah only one wife, served by dainty
slaves and amused by the most lovely
nautch girls.
A few years later. her Italian father
died. and the stepmother remarked
to young Levantine who dissipated
her fortune SO that she was even
forced to sell the Alexandria palace
with the Italian loggia.
The maharajah and his queen lived
in unclouAled happiness for years. A
sturdy prince, European in his fair
ness, was born to them, and the mother
cultivated in her little Tika all the
to spring SO naturally in her and hers.
Then the mother died The maha-
rajah was inconsola BILE. For time
they feared for his life. To all sugges-
secondary wives, he answered with
look that froze their blood in their
veins. The British resident could 90
nothing with him The mahara5ah an
the light of day 1--WE must find some
thing" whispered the men of state.
Let be-" replied a venerable gray
beard. without office. without title, yet
the chief adviser. Let De. lie ihu''
fight it out alone"
Time passed.
One wet night, eight years ago. in
Paris, melancholy dark man dined
alone at Maxim's.
No. far from him. also alone, dined a
young Partisan OF the great world. At
Maxim's, as everywhere, there are two
worlds-those who are acquainted ana
the others" The melancholy dark
man was obviously of the others,
and the young Partisan vaguely pltled
him. 1t would have ended there. had
they not met later in the doorway,
from which the rain had driven every
vehicle, except a closed automoblie-
all were private in those days
A private chauffeur. then rare, wait
ed The Partisan was Offering him 81
for a three-minute course to MS
club, thing often done by private
coachmen then. when the dark ana
melancholy stranger modestiy inter
vened and proposed to give him MI
a thing never done except by conf
dence operators. But the young Paris-
ian was sure of his position and Jude
ment and the desirable covered AUTO
belonged to the dark and rlelahcEoly
stranger. So he accepted. and the two
had a formal conversation, until 'he
stranger dropped him al his ciub.
Later, when he met the dark ana
melancholy stranger, always alone, iti
the bois. at the races. eXpositlohS , anu
first nights. he nodded kindly. dhen' men
one night at Maxim's they got TO chat-
ting and it came\out that the oar n
and melancholy stranger was an III
dian prince.
Indian prince means nothing TO falis ts,
ians. Little by little he was .i1 aceep.Su .i -
on his merits by d dozen artstocIa.le
men. They observed and liked MIN.
One day, at Lorgchamps. II ~ .
awkward not to present MN 10 "a
mother of one of them, ana lne CO..
dame asked him to a dinner me ~ No
large reception he was asked 10 una
the then Princess de Sagah 5. i;4aa
same summer, Kapurthala was ~.
to his first house party. at hlso ms az
Chaumont, by the Princess AFleuee w
Broglie.
He was the Maharajah of kapurthala'
but it did not help or hurt him. farl-
slams are ignorant of foreign gregg
raphy. Wherever he went once, ne
was asked often, for his high breeding
pleasing personality and simple KIND
ness. Within three years he was one
of the most popular figures in fashion,
able Paris society. They did not even
joke about his Kingdom"
At that moment high society became
excited over a very different oriental
figure. launched with fracas by en-
| thusiastic buds just out of convent
schools. She was Princess Brinda, for
five years their schoolmate-"pearl OF
the east in Paris setting"--the Primo
ess of Jubbal. descended from the most
illustrous and antique caste of India;