The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1915-04-22

does, either. Jim thinks good de~i
and so does Lydia. It's darned--"
Mr.. Riggs happened to look up at
that instant. Ranjab was standing In
front of him. his arms folded across
his breast, in the habitual pose OF the
Hindu who waits. The man was
dressed in the costume OF high-caste
Brahmin: the commonplace garments
OF the Occident had been laid aside.
and In their place we're the vivid, daz-
cling colors OF Ind. from the bejeweled
sandals to the turben which crowned
his swarthy brow and cleaned with
rubies and sapphires uncounted. Mr..
riggs mouth remained open as be
stared blankly at this ghost OF another
day. Not since the old days In India
had he seen Ranjab In native garb.
and even then he was far from being
the resplendent creature OF tonight.
for Ranjab In his home land was q
poor man and without distinction.
Am awake?" exclaimed Mr. Riggs
In such an awful voice that Mr.. Dawes
gave over staring at the cabinet and
favored him with an impatient kick
on the ankle.
Il guess that1l wake you up IT,"
and then he saw the Hindu RAN
iab!" oozed from his lips.
Ran;ab was smiling. and when hs
smiled his dark face was a Joy to be-
hold. His white teeth cleaned and
his sometime unfeeling eyes sparkled
with delight. He liked the two old
men. They had stood. with Brood be-
tween him and grave peril far back
In the old days when even the faint
est CLEAN OF hope apparently had been
blotted out.
Behold" he cried. magnificently
spreading his arms. II am made glo-
riousl See before you the prince OF
magic! Seel" With a swift. deft
movement he snatched the half
smoked cigar from the limp fingers OF
Mr.. Riggs and. first holding II before
their blinking eyes. tossed II into the
air. II disappeared!
well. OF all the" began Mr.. Riggs.
sitting up very straight. His eyes
were following the rapid actions OF the
Hindu. Unlocking a drawer in the
big table. the latter peered into Il
and then beekoned the old men to his
side. There lay the cigar and beside
It a much-needed match!
II don't want to smoke IT," said Mr.
Riggs, vigorously declining his prop
erty. THE darned things bewitched."
Whereupon Ranjab took II out OF the
drawer and again threw 1t into the
air. Then he calmly reached above
his head and plucked fresh cigar
out OF space. obsequiously rendering II
to the amazed old man. who accepted
It with the sheepish grin OF be-
added schoolboy.
You haven't lost any OF your old
Skill" said Mr.. Dawes. involuntarliy
glancing at his own cigar to make
sure that he had It firmly gripped In
his stubby fingers. you ought to be
in sideshow. Ranjab."
Ranjab paused. before responding.
to extract couple Of billiard balls
and a small paper knife from the lapel
OF Mr.. Dawes coat
II am to perform tonight. sahib. for
thc hisucss Bucsts. ~ u 10 De-Wuat
you call him? A sideshow? Ranjab
is to do his tricks for her. as the dog
performs for his master" The smile
had disappeared. His face was an I'm
penetrabie mask once more. Had their
eyes been young and keen. however.
they might have caught the fash OF
anger in his.
Going TO do all the old tricksr"
cried Mr.. Riggs eagerly by George.
I'd like to see 'em again. wouldn't you.
Dan? I'm glad we've got our good
clothes on. Now you see what comes
Of always being prepared for"
Sorry. sahib. but the master has
request me to entertain you before the
guests come up. Coffee is to be serve
here"
THAT means welll have to clear
QUIT" said Riggs. slowly.
But see!" cried Ranjab. genuinely
sorry for them. He became enthusias-
tic once more. "SeeI shall do them
all-and better. too. for you"
For ten minutes he astonished the
old men with the mysterious feats OF
the Indian fakir. They waxed enthu-