Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-01-20
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come up there. They wired asking
why he couldn't come on to Rangoon.
And very frankly he gave his reasons.
They came up on one boat and left on
another. They weren't very pleasant,
but they bought his oil lands. He
came aboard last night with check
for twenty thousand pounds and two
rupees in his pocket The two rupees
were all he had in this world at the
time they wrote him the check.
Arabian night; what?" a
Il am glad. like pluck; like en-
durance; like to see the lone man
win against odds. Tell me, is he go.
ing back to America"
"Ah, there's the weak part in the
chain" The purser looked difidently
at the deck floor. 1t would have been
easy enough to discuss the Warning
ton Of yesterday, but the Warrington
of this morning was backed by twenty
thousand good English sosereigns;
he was different Individual. He
says he doesn't know what his llans
will be. Who knows? Perhaps some
one ran away with his best girl. I've
known lots of them to wind up out
here on that account"
when do we reach Prome?"
about six" understanding that the
Warrington incident was closed. 1T
isn't worth while going ashore. though.
Nothing to see at night"
Il have no inclination to leave the
11oot until roop1,
She met Warrington at luncheon,
and she greeted him amiably. To her
mind there was something pitiful in
the way he had tried to improve his
condition. So long as she lived. no
matter whom she might marry. she
was convinced that never would the
thought Of this man fade completely
from her memory. Neither the amaz-
ing likeness nor the romantic back
ground had anything to do with this
conviction. 1t was the mans utter
loneliness.
II have been waiting for Parrot G.
Co. all the morning" she said.
I'll chow him to you right after
luncheon. 1t wasn't that had forgot
ten"
Rajah took the center Of the stage;
and even the colonel forgot his liver
long enough to chuckle when the bird
turned somersaults through the steel
hoop. Elsa was delighted. She knelt
and offered him her slim white finger.
Rajah eyed 1t with his head cooked at
one side. He turned insolently and en-.
tered his cage. Since he never saw
a finger without flying at it in a rage.
it was the politest thing he had ever
done.
isn't he q sassy little beggar?"
laughed the owner. That's the way:
his hand. or claw. rather, against all
the world. I've had him half dozen
years. and he hates me just as thor.
oughly now as he did when picked
him up while was at Jaipur."
Have you carried him about all this
time" demanded the colonel.
HE was one Of the two friends !
had, one Of the two trusted" quietly.
with look which rather disconnected
the Anglo-Indian.
by the actions Of him should say
that he was your bitterest enemy"
HE is; yet call him friend. There's
q peculiar thing about friendship"
said the kneeling man. 1--WE make a
man our friend: we take him on trust.
frankly and loyalty; we give him the
best we have in us; but we never
really know. Rajah Is frankly my
enemy. and that's why love him and
trust him. should have preferred q
dog; but one takes what one can. Be-
sides !" Warrington paused
thrust the perch between the bars, and
got up.
"Jah, jah, jah! Jah-jah-ja-a.ah! {"
the bird shrilled.
"Oh. what funny little bird!" cried
Elsa, laughing. What does he say?"
I've often wondered. It sound like
the bell-gong you hear. in the Shwe
Dagon pagoda in Rangoon. He picked
It up himself"
The colonel returned to his elderly
charges and became absorbed in his
aged Times. II the girl wanted to pick
up the rift-ran to talk to. that was her
affair. Americans were impossible, any.
how.
How long have you been in the
ORIENT" Elisa asked.
"Ten year," he answered gravely.
'sThat Is q long time"
Sometimes It was like eternity"
II have heard from the purser q
yo,lr GOOD luck"
"Oh!" He stopped again and locked
the door Of Rajah's cage. u dare say
. good many people will hear Oft"
1T was splendid. ] love to read
stories like that, but I'd rather hear
them told flrsthand."
Elsa was not romantic In the sense
that she saw heroes where there were
only ordinary men; It was the OBJ
scure and unknown hero who appealed
to her: such one rs this man might
be.
"oh, there. was nothing splendid
about the thing. l simply hung on"
Then . thought struck him. "Ycu are
travelling alone?"
with q companion" A peculiar
question, she thought
1T Is not wise." he commented.
my father was soldier" she 70
piled.
1T isn't = question Of bravery" he