The Washington times., 1916-08-27
Fourth of the Series of Sunday Times Stories

OF what avail were warmth and com.
fort? Dorothy McRay needed us and
we were not free to go to her. I did
not guess that the Indians were mem
acing moro than our freedom--our
very lives.
Listen. American man. and listen.
TOO. white memsahib.. since your men
ADMIT women to their council hres,"
OF Calcutta. gave his life for a great
you understand7'
No" said Jimmy. Lay your cards
| tend"
1T shall be as you WISH" said NAH
mud. All died for Buddha. Twenty
hye years of his life he gave to plan
ming how he should save Buddha from
the inhdels-an Englishman has died
| and his life paid for the sacrilege of his
| theft. That is not enough.
All died. too. He must be avenged
and Buddha must be returned to the
stone altar which waits for its god.
The dead Enslishmen reached out from
hey beyond ss IL the grave to kill All; Al shall
l. We go to take the Buddhe-and tho
life Of Sahib McRay's daughter. The
little white memsahib shall die. Now
nr i tic s'esri ,sbI. Now do you see the cards
| Jimmy ieaped toward the sneerng
East Indian. Before heaven, YOU can't
do thing like that-this isn't Calcutta;
India. It's America. There's such q
thing as law and order. McRay's dead
and Ais dead. .
"All right-that evens things up.
the Buddhs. The girl has. no right TO
| IL. She'll return it-and they need US
right away as witnesses to prove that
an innocent man didn't Kill her father;
/ I've got q a taxi outside: come along"
The East Indian smiled at Jimmy'a
jannty masterfulness.
You and your memsahib will never
"Wili you let the white memsahib
speak," / asked.
Speak before, you die" said NAH
mud in a voice which even then IN
lanywhere in the world except in a
comic opera with a libretto by George
AIDE.
mission. II Mshmud had refused. I
wonder what would have become OF
US. For IL I was permitted to spesk
had thought OF a way that possibly
the open window and leaned against
1T as II I were collapsing and needed
the support of sitting posture
against the window sill.
And as ! spoke / waved my hand
lcautiously behind me. Perhaps there
was policeman near-perhaps our
taxi driver had fingered and would
see the signal
A Fanatic Plea.
Steadily and quietly waved my
hand, and frantically l made my plea:
1T isn't fair to take him. He only
came to help me. / am the helper Of
all those who love. The man whose
IRE yous god wSa WAS va, Cruel r.. b e
marry her beloved-he hated them
both. Do you see?
Now, II you kin the girl and let ths
only be carrying out the wishes of the
} man who deHled your god. Do you want
} to do that?'
I had struck the right note. My
tionai Essterners. Perhaps they liked
, the idea Of q woman's daring to speak
to them-but think 1t was their hatred
Of Christopher McRay which made
might have pleased him in life.
: At last they decided to carry us into
an inner room, and leave Mahmud 20
! guard us while they conferred and de-
cided how TO dispose Of us.
: would have shown mercy. Mahmud
stood at the door. a cold, inplacable fg-
ure. He held a gun-weapon OF tho
Jimmy. My first signals for help 80
!. cautiously given had failed-now Jim
, my's eyes. as they caught mine. Hash.
ed signal a: .,.c. clear ..;a as 4 w he um"t had
take this fellow of his guard
turned to the window and brazenly
and openly I signaled to the pitiless
A empty space. where l knew all too well
4 no friend lurked In readiness to help US.
d Mahmud sprang to the window to see
r what hidden re-enforcements there
J. moment Jimmy's fingers found the M
pressure choked him into insensibility.
a Just beyond the door there were
. dozens of Mahmud's countrymen discus
q sing our fate. Perhaps they were In
i clined to mercy. We dare not wait 70
o Quickly Jimmy tore the robe and tur.
ban Of his caste from Mahmud's body
n As quickly he dragged the unconscioua
4" Indian to one side of the room and fun1
e on the robe and tuyban. which seemed
Il suddenly to transform him out of all
J. semblance to the Jimmy Barton OF tbs
y Journal. whom I knew, ana to- TO turn T,,,nIf MN
% took took the gun with which Mahmud had
y threatened us and fired a shot.
The explosion brought my the Insisns stsns
yrHGphk WisR his 50 smoking pistol ,eveied at the
II was clear to the indians, Mahmud had
RI killed the American. and was taxing
It stood aside while Jimmy dragged me
from the room through the path to the
J. freedom his strategem had created:
In A second later Jimmy had half-pulled
ID half-carried me down the stairway, ano
Is into the waiting taxi. We were just ir
time. for the masquerade had beer
ID discovered and Mahmud was staggering
1t ahead Of his followers who came. tt
'g bring us the sure doom our daring bat
invited. w.,
e. 10 our flying charioteer.
,e 1 felt like part Of a Kaleidoscope IL
~ vigorous revolution when We drew uI
lie again at the gateway OF 20 Pelham
I'd road
,e AS we came up the path leading TO tn,
II house. heard voice speaking will
quiet emphasis: "pll have to arres
n. YOU. I'll have to arrest you on
s. charge of murder"
I'd Donald Jordan. protesting vigorousl.
It the while. was seized by a detectiv
IN who was leading him grimly away
m Jimmy and I were rushing up tn
no path to bear witness for the innocen
young lawyer. Jimmy was an incon
lie gruous enough figure In his turban on,
CT the robes which bellied and eddie
to and gave eccentric visions OF the tro,;