Askov American., 1917-12-27
Romance Of Adventure

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th&t hss. thu RR1gar. has been lsfs to
aReurt King
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Calls IsznatI. an Afrt.a hxacngfng 10 raS-
uknk b. Efvea to king for . SERVANT
CHAPTER Viking reseres some q
Yasxntrrs men and takes them Nort1
.t1h him, trsektng the Ran&.r into going
CHAPTER W.
Long before dawn the thirty prison
efs and lsmaiI squatted In little herd
on the up-platform Of q railway sta
don. shepherded BY King, who smoked
4 cheroOt some twenty PAGES away.
sitting on an unmarked chest Of medi-
cines. He seemed absorbed In book
on surgery. Ismail nursed the. new
handbag on his knees, picking ever
lastingly at the lock and wondering
audihy what the bag contained to an
accompaniment Of lOw-growled sympa-
thy.
II am his servant-for she said So
and he said 30 Then why-why In
Allah's name-am I not to have the
key Of this little bag that holds 20
little and is 30 light7"
"A razor would slit the leather cas-
lly," suggested one of the herd. "Then,
later, the bag might be pushed vio-
lently against some sharp thing, to ex-
plain the cut"
Ismail shook his head.
"Why? what could he do to theer'
ut Is because I know not what he
would do to me that I will do moth
mgr answered Ismail. "He Is not
at all like other sahibs I have had
dealings with. This man does unex-
pected things. This man Is not mad,
be has devil. have 1t In my heart
to love this man. But such talk II
eoolishness. We are all her men!"
"Aye! We are her men!" came the
chorus, 30 that King looked up and
watched them over the open book.
At dawn, when the train pulled out.
the thirty prisoners sat safely locked
n third-class compartments. King
!ay lazily on the cushions Of a first.
class carriage In the rear, and Ismail
attended to the careful packing of soda
water bottles In the icebox on the
i0or.
"Shall I open the little bag, sahibi"
ae asked.
"Put It over therel" King ordered.
Set It down."
Ismail obeyed and King laid his book
Town to light another Of his black
:heroots. The theme Of antiseptics
ceased to exercise Its charm over him.
He peeled of his tunic, changed his
shirt and lay back In sweet content
nent. Headed for the "EIills." who
would not be contented. who had been
born In their very shadowf--in their
shadow, Of a line Of Britons who have
Ill been buried therei
"The day after tomorrow I'll see
,nowl" he promised himself. And Is-
nail. grinning with yellow teeth
through a gap In his wayward beard.
understood and sympathized.
Forward In the third-class carriages
he prisoners hugged themselves and
.rooned as they met old landmarks
md recognized the changing scenery.
There was new, cleaner tang In the
lot wind that spoke Of the "Hills" and
lomei
At Peshawur the train was short
sned to three coaches and started up
he spur-track, that leads to Jamrud,
where a fort covers In the very throat
II the dreadfulest gorge In Asia-the
Hhyber pass.
1t was not long journey. nor a very
slow one, for there was nothing to
block the way except occasional men
Nth flags, who guarded culverts and
little bridges. 1t was low tide under
he Himalayas. The food that was
Training India Of her armed men had
eft Jamrud high and dry with little
aondescript force stranded there. as
{ were, under British major and
some native officers. Frowning over
Jamrud were the lean "Iiills." peopled
~ the flercest fighting men on earth,
and the clouds that hung over the Khy-
3er's course were an accent to the saw
agery.
But King Eniled merrily as he
Jumped out OF the train, and Rewa
Gunga. who was there to meet him,
advanced with outstretched hand and
smile that would have melted snow
IN the distant peaks II he had only
cooked the other way.
"Welcome, King sahib!" he laughed,
with the air Of skilled fencer who
admires another. better one. II shall
Enow better another time and let YOU
Keep In front Of me! I trust you had
I comfortable Journey"
Thanks" said King. shaking hands
With him, and then turning away to un-
lock the carriage doors that held his
prisoners in. They were baying now
ike wolves to be free. and they surged
out, like wolves from cage. to clamor
round the Rangar, paving him and
struggling to be the nrst to ask him
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