The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1914-02-21

II shall enter the city as soon as can settle my
bungalow. This rather knocks le out"
mo, sahib don't wait: come back Nth mel" Quickly
he outlined the desperate straits in which Kathlyn stood.
Tomorrow may be too late"
ALL" called Bruce, rising.
Yes, Sahib.''
The Pasha. No questions. Give him water. Use the
hunting howdah. Both guns and plenty of cartridges.
That's all" The young man ran into his sleeping tent
and presently came forth With a pair of ugly looking
Colts; for this was before the days ( the convenient
automatics. IAN aboard, Ramabai!" Bruce laughed
the sound waS as hard and metallic as the click OF the
cartridge belt as he slung it round lis waist; but it was
music to Ramabai's ears. "Trust me. There sha'n't be
any ordeals; not 30 on would notice it Great
God! A white woman, one of my kind! . . All
right, Ali; quick work. Thanks"
There will be many pitfalls, Sahib,' said Ramabai.
Indeed"
"I have some influence with the populace, but Umbal-
lab has the army, paid for. The pr and the council
are back of him. And, after all, the priests are most to be
feared. They can always sway the people through fear"
. Bruce laughed again. Either Kathlyn Hare will be
free tomorrow or Umballah and the council meat Tor the
jackals or I shall be" he added, in afterthought,
"Now, do not speak till I speak. 7 wish to think, for
I've got to act quickly; I can't make any mistakes when
I get there"
Far away a brown figure clad in clout and drab turban
watched the young man. When he saw he Elephant with
the hunting howdah he knew that he had the information
for which hi" master had detailed him to follow, night
and day, the young banker Ramabai. The white hunter
-aas coming hot-foot 70 the city. He turned and ran.
Running was his business he was as tireless as q camel
and could run twenty and thirty miles a stretch. The
soles of his feet were as tough as elephants hide. Thus
he reached the city an hour before Bruce and Ramabai.
When Bruce and the native banker arrived at the gate
coolies stood about with torches. Suddenly beyond the
gate half a regiment drew up. The officer in charge raised
his hand w~arningly.
The white hunter is Bruce Sahib2"
: Yes" Bruce spoke the dialects with passable auancy.
Good The sahib will be pleased to d~israount"
= I am on my way to the palace
" That is impossible, Sahib." At a sign from the officer
the troopers extended their guns It liz aim. It was a
necessary precaution. These white sahibs, were generally
a mad people and were quick to shoot Please dissnount,
sahib. II is the orders"
Bruces mahout, who war a Rajput Mohamsnedan, turned
his head to learn what Ais master had to say. Bruce,
pale under his tan, nodded. THE mahout reached down
with his silver tipped goad and touched the elephant on
the knee. This big brute slowly and ponderously kneeled.
Bruce stepped out Of the howdah, followed by Ramabai,
who saw that in some nnaccountable manner they had
been betrayed. He was sick at heart.
Two troopers stepped forward and took possession Of
the rifea which were slung en5 each side OF the hovdah.
Bruce accepted the situation philosophically argument
OK protest was futile. Next they took way hs cartridge
belt. He trernblsd for a moment with prehsnsiou, hue
the troopers did not search him further and he thanked