The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1914-06-25

if it's all blank where Ia tristan Is. and
any books you've got We can read.
though we aren't very educated
uncased the big thirty two miles to
the inch map Of India and two smaller
frontier maps. hauled down volume
lnf-kan of the Encyclopaedia Britain
MICA, and the men consulted them.
See here" said Dravot. his thumb
on the map up to Jagdallak, Peach
ey and me know the road. We was
there with Roberts army. Well have
to turn off to the right at Jagdallak.
through I.agllmann territory; then we
yet among the hils-14OO0 feet-15.OOO.
1t will be cold work there, but it don't
look very far on the map"
smoked while the men pored over
Raverty, Woo. the maps and the En-
cyclopaedia.
"There is no use your waiting" said
Dravot politely. Its about 4 O'Clock
now. Well 20 before 6 o'clock II you
want to sleep, and we won't steal any
of the papers. When we've got our
kingdom in going order We'll let you
know, and you can come up and help
US to govern it"
"Vould two Mnatics make con-
track like that?" asked CarnehaD with
subdued pride. showing me a greasy
half.sheet of note paper Oh which was
written the following. ] copied it then
and there as curiosity:
This contrack between me and you per-
suing witnesseth in the name OF God
Amen and SO forth
One.-That me and you will settle this
matter toge1her-i. e.. to be Kings OF Kan
ristan.
Two.-That you and me viii! not. while
this matter is being settled. look at any
LIQUOR. nor any woman black. white or
brown, so as to get mixed up with one
or the other harmful
Three.-That we conduct ourselves with
dignity and discretion. and II one of US
gets into trouble the other will stay by
him.
Signed by you and me this day.
Peachey Taliaferro Carnehan
Daniel Dravot.
Both Gentlemen at Large
left them still porting over the maps
and making notes on the back Of the
"ccntrack." BE sure to come down to
the Serai tomorrow to say goodby."
were their parting words.
The Kumharsen Serai Is the great
four square sink Of humanity where
the strings Of camels and horses from
the north load and unload. In the
afternoon l went down there to see
whether my friends intended to keep
their word or were lying about drunk
A priest attired in fragments Of rib
bons and rags stalked up to me. grave
ly twisting child's paper whirligig
Behind him was his servant, bending
under the load Of crate Of mud toys
The two were loading up two camels
and the inha bitants Of the Serat watch
ed them with shrieks Of laughter.
1.-THE priest is mad" said horse
dealer to me. HE is going up to ka-
bull to sell toys to the ameer. He will
either be raised to honor or have his
head cut off. He came in here this
morning and has been behaving madly
ever since"
From Roum have come" shouted
the priest. waving his whirligig-'from
Roum, blown by the breath of hun
dred devils across the sea! Who will
take the protected Of God to the north
to sell charms that are never still to
the amir? Ho! Hazar Mir Khan" he
yelled to his servant, "drive out the
camels, but let me first mount my
own"
He leaped on the back of his beast
as it knelt and. turning round to me,
cried. Come, thou. also. sahib, little
along the road and l will sell thee a
charm, an amulet that shall make thee
king of Kaf1ristan."
Then the light broke upon me, and l
followed the two camels out of the
Serai till we reached open road. and
the priest halted.
What d'you think O. that?' said he
in English. "Carnehan can't talk their
patter, so I've made him my servant
He makes handsome servant. 'Tisn't
for nothing that I've been knocking
about the country for fourteen years.
Didn't l do that talk neat? Well
ulICu I'll " Il CtIiFu at 1 CSud w dl III
we get to Jagdallak. and then we'll see
if we can get donkeys for our camels
and strike into Kafiristan. Whirligigs
for the ameer. o Lord! Put your hand
under the camel bags and tell me what
you feel"
I felt the butt of Martini and an
other and another.
Twenty of 'em." said Dravot placid
~, twenty of 'em, and ammunition to
correspond under the whirligigs and
the mud dolls"
Heaven help you II you are caught
with those things" said. "A Mar
TIM Is worth her weight in silver
among the Pathans."
Fifteen hundred rupees Of capital
every rupse we could beg, borrow Or
stsal-ers invested on these two CAM
go rid Drayoe won't ut
e - Slne thrses ~