The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11

\ y thousand oil natives bathing ceremo
Diously in the ghat-men, women, and children
II early morn, and they making solemn genu-
fexons toward the bright The rned
with brown bodies and wheeled drawn by
eyed bullocks threaded slowly through the The
white turbans, stirring hither and thther reminded
her OF field of white poppes in breeze India There
it lay ready for her Always had she dreamed
about it, and romanced it, and sought it the
wings of her spirit Yonder it lay ancient China,
chanting stored Persia.
bf only she were on pleasure bent! If only she knew
in This great teeming city! She knew
she carried letters of introduction letters of credit
nothing but the gold and the paymaster at the farm
lad hastily turned her. Only by constant april
cation to maps and guide books had she managed to
arrange the short the far kingdom. She had
warned that it a wild and turbulent place, out of
the beaten path beyond of iron rails Three
long voyages: the Pacific (Which wasn't down
the bitter Yellow ur the blue Bay of Bengal With
many change and many a strange picture. What
though her heart ached it impossible that her young
eyes should absorb all she and marvel it.
India
The strange elusive Hindu had disappeared after Hong
kong. That a weight off her soul She now
assured that her imagination had beguiled her. How
should he know anything about her? What more
natural than that he should wish hurry back his
native state? She not the only in hurry. And
there Hndus of all castles all three ships. BY
she had almost forgotten him
There bright recollection break the unendng
loneliness Coming down from Hongkong to Singapore
she had met at the captains table young by the
of Bruce. He quiet rather untalkative man,
lean and sinewy, and wind bitten. Kathyn had as
yet had sentimental affairs. Absorbed in her work
her father, and the of Winnie such young men as
she had had scarcely interested She had only
tolerant contempt for idlers and these young
belonged that category Bruce caught her interest
the fact that he had but little say that
orisply and well. There something authoritative in
the shape of his and the steadiness of his eye
though before her he exercised this power dozen
times she had been the point of taking him her
confidence but the irony of fate had always firmly
her lips.
And now, waiting for the ship warp into its pier,
realized what mistake her retcence had BEEN
friend of her father
Bruce had left the Loyder before dinner Cat Singa-
pore), and Kathlyns British India did not
leave morning had night
the German boat
AS Bruce disappeared among the disembarkng passen
gers and climbed into rickshaw she turned the cap
tain, who stood beside her.
Do you know Mr. Bruce?"
Very WE'LL" the German. Didn't he tell you
who he is? No? Ach! Why Mr.. Bruce is a great
hunter everything, written books climbed
the Himaayas. Only last year he brought the sack
of musk deer, and that is the dangerous of all
sports. He collects animals"
Then Kathlyn The had been vaguely fa
milar, the young mans retcence had given nc
opportunity o dig into her recollection. Bruce! How
many times her father had spoken of him! What foo
she had been Bruce knew the country she going
perhaps well her father and he could have sim
plifed her journey to the last word. WE'LL what
done could not be recalled and done
"My father is great hunter, too" she said simply
cycling wistfully the taken by Bruce town.
What? Herr Gott! Are you Col Hares daughter7
exclaimed the captain.
yes"
He seized her by the shoulders Why did you not tell
me? Why, Col. Hare and have smoked many Burma
cheroot together these waters. Herr Got! And YOU
said anything! What a for tc
marry he laughed "You have my table for five
days, and only find that you Hare's daughter
And you have sister. Ach, yes! He always taking
photographs in the smokeroom and showing
them old chaps"
Tears filled Kathlyn's eyes. In Indian prison, ou
the jurisdiction of the British Raj with her
small hands and woman's mind she free him
Always the mysterious packet lay close her heart
never for it beyond the reach of her hand
Her fathers freedom
The rusty metal sides of the ship scraped against tn,
pier and the gangplank lowered and presently tn,
tourists focked down with variant emotions be be-
Sieged by fruit sellers water carriers cabmen blind beg
gars, and manned, naked little children with curious
insolent black with infants straddng their
hips stod Chinamen riot of color and bewilderins
babel of tongues.
Kathlyn found presentable carriage, and with he,
luggage pressing about her feet directed the the
Great Eastern hotel
Her white solatopee (sun hemeD had scarcely disap-
peared in the crowd when the Hindu of the freight
caboose emerged from the steerag longer bedrag
Ced linen trousers and ragged turban but dressed like
native fop He in hurry. Leisurey he followed
Kathyn to the hotel then proceeded to the railway sta
tion. He had need longer and worry There
nothing left but greet her upon her arrival
this golden houri from the of Saadi. The two
weeks of durance vile the low in the