The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1914-03-16

Kathlyn Hare! She laughed. The old man behind her
nodded approvingly, hearing the sound but not sensing
it's import. All, when the moment came, when the fool
who bought her started to lead her home, she would be-
guile him and at the first sign of carelessness she would
trust to her heels. She knew that she was going to run
a. never a woman ran before; back to the beasts Of the
jungle, who at least made no effort to modest her 50 long
as she kept out of their way.
Wild and beautiful she was as the old mahout turned
her over to a professional seller. -.-
"Circassian!"
From the north"
"a bride from the deserti"
"a yellow-hair!"
"a daughter Of the north seas!"
The old mahout squatted close by and rubbed his hands
He would be a rich man that night; bags of rupees; 9
well matched house to cover his gray hairs till that day
they placed him on the pyre at the burning CHAT. The
gods were good.
Durga Ram, known Familiarity as Umballah, at this
hour came forth into the sunshine, b~rooding. He was not
in a happy frame of mind. Many things lay heavy upon
his soul; but among these things there was not one
named remorse. To have brought about all these failures
this thought irked him most. Here was a crown almost
within reach of his greedy fingers, the water to Tantalus.
10 have underestimated this yellow haired young woman,
he who knew woman so well-there lay the bitter sting.
He had been too impetuous; he should have waited till
all her fears had been allayed. That spawn Of silva, thu
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palms were scarce. Whittier had she blown? Was she
dead? Was she alive? '- II:
The white hunter had not returned to his camp yet,
but the sly Ahmed was there. The perpetual gloom on
the face Of the latter was reassuring to Umballah.
Ahmed's master had not found her. To wiring the white
mans heart was something. He dared not put him out
OF the way; too many knew. ,@ 2A E.-.
And the council was beginning to grow uneasy. How
long could he hold them in leash?
What a woman! AS magnificent as the daughter OF
Firoz, shah Of Delhi. Fear she knew not. At one
moment he loved her with his whole soul, at another he
hated her, longed to get her into his hands again, to
wreak his vengeance upon her for the humiliation she
had by wit and courage heaped upon him. At am
ready" He could hear it yet. When they had led her
away to the ordeals-"I am ready!" A woman, and
not afraid to diel
Money! How to get it! He could not plunge his hand
into the treasury there were too many about, too many
tongues. But Col Hare knew where the silver basket
lay hidden, heaped with gold and precious stones; and
torture could not wiring the hiding place from him. May
he be damned to the nethermost hell! Let him, Dnrga
Ram, but bury his lean hands In that treasure, and Ma
raka swallow Alfalfa and all Its kingsI Rnbies and
pearls and %eneralds, and a far country to idle In, to be
feted in, 10 be fawned upon for his richest
And Ranaabai and his wife, Pundita, let them beware
LET them remain wisely in their house and NEEDLE not
with affairs of state.
thousand rupees Y
Umballah* looked up with a start. Unconsciousiy he
had wandered into the slave mart. He shrugged and