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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, March 28, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE BAN OF SILENCE
By Mary Grace Hetherington
"(Copyright, 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
"We all liked Djalhma-first, be
cause he was a loyal, tireless serv
ant; next, for the reason that he was
unique and interesting. A peculiar
history attached to him. He had ap
peared in our little village one day
with a tired-out chit of a girl,
bronzed with the sun of far-away
India, but bewrtchingly beautiful in
eyes and features, intelligent beyond
her years, full of bustle and liveli
ness, a striking contrast to her close,
dusky escort, who was grim of face,
satuesque of form and ever silent
The girl did the talking. They
were to find Miss Eunice Mason; the
child was her niece. Everybody
knew Miss Mason, a humble but
thrifty spinster who lived in the next
town, conducting a little millinery
'shop.
"She is my aunt," announced the
sprightly little creature. "My dear
father told me she is my only living
relative in the world. We have come
thousands of miles. My name is Coila
Brentwood. Djalhma is my only
friend. He is good, but he cannot tell
you that, for he is under a ban."
"A ban?" I repeated, fully mysti
fied, and brother Ronald, about the
same age as the little girl by my side,
started in wonder and curiosity, too.
"The ban of silence," explained
Coila in her pretty, prattling way,
"was placed by the Hindoo priest
Vor seven years Djahlma, for leaving
his native land, must not speak a
word or he becomes an outcast
here," and solemnly uttered the
strange child, pointing upward.
"Where papa is. Djahlma was true
to his master, my father. When the
fanatics killed him and burned our
bungalow we had to flee. It was
Djalhman's brother who helped, the
good Kariza."
Miss Mason welcomed her niece
and for a long time the strange child
and her more, strange story interest
ed the country round. Coila speedily
adapted herself to her new surround
ings. There was no place for Djalh
ma, however, and he sought work,
for he refused to leave the child to
strangers. He seemed impressed
with a loyal sense of sacred guard
ianship over Coila. We needed a man
about the place and my father hired
Djalhma. He never regretted the act
Every Saturday Djalhma would
Every Saturday Djalhma Would Go
to Visit Coila.
don his native dress and go down to
visit Coila. Miss Mason permitted
it In fact, as did all of us, she liked
the humble, faithful fellow, who
seemed to have no motive in life ex
cept to toil uncomplainingly for
others.
Coila was 18; Ronald had grown
into a young man. It was not
strange, that he had been attracted
by the charming girl whom time had
developed into a charming young
lady. It began through Djalhma tak-

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