Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1917-11-09

sight J" he snarled.
In a minute King and his brother
stood unseen, unheard in the shadow
by patch of silver moonlight. Athel-
stan sat down on the mules pack.
"Well?" said the younger. "Tell me.
Ishall have to hurry. You see I'm in
charge back there. They saw me come
out, but l hope to teach 'em a lesson
going back"
Athelstan nodded. "Good!" he said.
Tive rowing commission. I'm or
dered to enter Khinjan caves"
His brother whistled. "Tall order
whats your plan?"
Haven't one-yet. Know more
when I'm nearer Khinjan. You can
help no end"
How? Name It'll
II shall go in disguise. Nobody can
put the stain on as well as you. But
tell me something first. Any news
of holy war yetT'
His brother nodded. "Plenty of
talk about one to come" he said. 1--WE
keep hearing of that lashkar that we
can't locate, under a mullah whose
name seems to change with the day of
the week. And there are everlasting
tales about the Heart of the Hills"
mo explanation of emp Athelstan
asked him.
"Nonel Not q thingr"
"D'you know of Yasminl?"
Heard of her, of course" said his
brother.
HAS she come up the passY
His brother laughed. mo, neither
she nor coach and four"
Il have heard she's up the pass
ahead of me-" said Athelstan.
"She hasn't passed ALI MasjidI" said
his brother, and Athelstan nodded.
"Are the Turks in the show yetT'
asked Charles.
mot yet. But 1 know they're ex-
pected in"
"You bet they're expected inr The
young man grinned from ear to ear.
They're working both tides under to
prepare the tribes for it. They flatter
themselves they can set alight q holy
war that will put Timour Ilang to
shame. You should hear my jezailchies
talk at night when they think I'm not
listenlngl"
"The jezailchies'll stand though,
said Athelstan.
stake my life on 1t" said his
brother. They'll stick to the last man p
Il can't tell you," said Athelstan
why we're not attacking brother Turk
before he's ready. But my job is to
help make the holy war seem unprofit.
able to the tribes, so that they'll lei
the Turk down hard when he calls on
'em. Every day that 1 can point tc
forts held strongly in the Khyber is Q
day In my favor. There are sure tc
be raids. In fact, the more the merrier
provided they're spasmodic. We must
keep 'em separated-keep 'em swarm
ing too fast-while / SOW other seeds
among 'em."
His brother nodded. Sowing seed:
was almost that family's hereditary
job. Athelstan continued:
Hang on to Ali Masjid like a leech
old man! The day one raiding lash
kar gets command of the Khyber'!
throat, the others'll all believe they'v,
won the game. Nothing'll stop 'em
Look out for traps. Smash 'em OIL
sight. But don't follow up too far!"
Sure" said Charles.
Help me with the stain now, will
your
| With hfC AochIiOhf h,,r1f1A -.
battery provided current by the weeI
instead of by the minute, Athelstal
dragged open the mules pack and pro
duced host of things. He propped
mirror against the pack and squatte,
in front of it. Then he passed lii
tie bottle to his brother, and Charlie
attended to the chin-strap mark tina
would have betrayed him a British OF
ficer in any light brighter than dusl
In few minutes his whole face wa
darkened to one hue, and Charlie
stepped back to look at it.
won't need to wash yourself for
month J" he said. "The dirt won
show" lie shifted at the bottle. 'Bu
that stain won't come off If you d
wash-never worryl You'll do finely
'Not yet, / won'tl" said Athelstal
: picking up little safety razor and b,
: ginning on his mustache. In a mil
ute he had his upper lip bare. The
his brother bent over him and rubbe
in stain where the scrubby mustacr
? had been.
After that Athelstan unlocked Il
leather bag that had caused Ismail
q much concern and shook out from it
{ pile of odds and ends at which h
d brother nodded with perfect unde
standing. The principal item was
I" piece of silk-forty or fifty yards
}. it-that he proceeded to bind into
o turban on his head, his brother lendir
him a guiding, understanding finger
every turn. When that was done, Il
d man who had said he looked in Ii
least like a British officer would ha
p lied.
If One after another he drew on natl
n garments, picking them from the pi
beside him. So, by rapid stages he {
'e veloped into native hakim-by ere
a converted Hindu, like Rewa Gun
Ig one of the men who practice yuma
b. or modern medicine, without licen
and with a very great deal of add
ID superstition, trickery and guessworl
"I wouldn't trust you with q hap,
ny ~ announced his brother when
W had done. "The part to T."
IL "Well--take these into the fort
"a me, will you?" His brother caught I
er bundle of discarded European clotl
n and tucked them under his arm. "NC
va remember, old mani We've got to h
rt the Khyber, and we can't do 1t by l
nd ing pell-mell into the first trap set
us Be a coward, If that's the ma