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LOUIS JOSEPH VINPE
Atjcicn "inn krass uowir me.
xim:miwi,m by mm wmsmo
Destiny end the Babu.
vlif aVtiig svddonly upon the s!edy
flrumtulr. of tJ trunks, the prolong
1 esid busliy rour j! a locouioi.lv
WMntio sUutod tn Immediate grade
rouii;.g. by th! sound from Ms soli
tary Kmalngs la the parlor car of
which he burpened temporarily to be
ll.a io!ft occupant, Mr. David Amber
put af-lde tiie magazine over which
lie bad been dreaming, ud looked cut
of fee window, catching a jHmps of
woociiar.d road shining white bfiiwec-n
orr.b'.-r walla cf stunted pine. lazily
' hi consulted Ms watch.
"It's rot for nothing," he observed
. pensively, "that this railroad wears
li reputation; we tie cGublstcntiy
His pasn, ngaln diverted to the fly
ing countryside, noted that it had
changed character, pine yielding to
scrub-oak and second growth the
ragged Tesluir-nta of an are tome
years nlneo denuded by fire. This,
too, pretiitiUy swung away, jiving
place to cleared ? Jid arable acres
goUien wp.h the stubbie of garnered
harvests or sentinelled with unkempt
ehocks of corn.
la the south a shimmer of laughing
old and blue rd-ged the faded hori
zon. Eagerly the youDg man leaned for
ward, dark eje.8 lightening, lips part
ing a (f already he could taste the
savour of the sea.
Then, quite without warning-, a deep
elbow of the bay swept up almost to
the railway, lu surface mirror-like,
profoundly blue, profoundly beautiful.
4 tbinlt." eald the travtlor BoTtly
"I think it's mighty fine to be alive
He lounged back comfortably again,
smiling as he watched the wheeling
landscape, his eyes glowing with ex
pectancy. For his cares were negli
gible, his content boundless; he was
experiencing, for the first time la
ttiany years, a sense of freedom akin
to that felt by a schoolboy at the be
ginning cf the summer vacation. The
work of hli heart and hand for a little
time belonged equally to a forgotten
Yesterday and an uncontemplated To
morrow; fce existed only fcr the con
fident Today. lie had put behind him
the haunts of men, and his yearning
for the open places that lay before
him was almost childlike la lu fer
Tency; be would. Indeed, have been
Quite satisfied If assured that he was
to find nothing to do save to play aim
leusly In the sun. But. In point of
fact, he looked forward to an employ
ment much more pleasurable; he was
off to shoot duck with his very dear
friend, Mr. Autiony Qualn of Tangle
wood lodge. Nokoinls, Long Island.
Again the whistle bawled uncannily,
and the train began to moderate Its
peed. Objects In the foreground that
otherwise had been mere streaked
Iurs assumed recognizable contours.
"North of the line a string of squat,
squaro. unlovely "frame" ediflces,
Aligned upon a country road, drifted
fcack. A brakeman porped head and
shoulders Into the car and out again,
leaving the echo of an abrupt bark to
be Interpreted at the passenger's
Slowly Jolting across a rutted, dusty
road, the cars stopped. Amber, alight
rtg, found himself upon a length of
board-walk platform and confronted
by a distressingly matter-of fact wood
en structure, combining the functions
of waiting room and ticket and tele
graph ofiices. From its eaves de
landed a weather worn board bearing
the legend: "Nokomls."
The train, pausing only long enough
to dltgorgo from the baggage car a
trunk or two and from the day coach
es a thin trickle of passengers, flung
on into the wilderness, cracked bell
blanking somewhat disdainfully.
Jiy degrees the platform cleared, the
trstwhile patrons of the road and the
station loafers for the most part hall
marked natives of the region strag
Cllng off upon their several ways,
ome afoot, a majority In dilapidated
urreys and buckboards. Amber
watched tbeiu go with unassumed ln
eifference; tfceir type interested him
little. Rut In their company ha pres
ently discovered ono, a figure so
thoroughly foreign and aloof In atti
tude, that it caught his eye. and, hav
ing caught, held It clouded with per
X'loxlty. Abruptly he abandoned his belong
ings and gave chase, overtaking the
ob)H-t of his attention at the far end
of tho station.
"Doggott!' be cried. "I say, Dog
eott!" Ills htnd, falling lightly upon the
man's shoulder, brought him equare
ly about, his expression transiently
tartli d, if not u shade truculent.
"Doggott, what the deuce bring3 you
herT And Mr. Itutton?"
Anther's cordiality educed no re-
ponmi. Tho gray eyes, meeting eyes
dark, Ulndiy, and penetrating, flicker
ed id f'.)U; so much emotion Ihey be
txayed, no more, and that as dislngen
joira us vou could wish.
"iic;ggott!" insisted Amber, dis
oin"ntd. "Surely you bavon't for
;i.ttu -jc Mr. AniberT"
Z'h man bjo.t his head. "Heg par
jo. uir," ha said; "jou'r- got iaj
nyni 'ainly enough, but I don't knew
you, asid -
"Hut Mr. Iluttoar
"Is a party Tvo never 'card cf. if
you'll excuRO my sarin' so, no more'n
I "ave of yourself, sir."
"Well," brpnu Aviiber; but paused,
bis faco hrilrr.l:;f as be looked th
man up and down, uudJlng slowly.
Ter'ap,'' continued Mr. Poggott,
unabsnhtd, "you toityke me for my
brother, 'l::nory IjKgott. "H was 'ome.
In England, larkt I "eard of Mm. TV's
look a deal alike, I've been told."
"Ton would be," admitted Amber
drily; and, shutting h'a teeth upon his
Inherent contempt for a liar, be
swurg sway, acknowledging with a
curt nod the civil "Good arfterucon,
sir." that followed h!o.
i The man Lad dinappeared by the
time Amber regained his kit-bag and
gun-case; standing over which he
surveyed kla surroundings with some
annoyance, discovering that ho nov
shared the station with none but the
ticket agent. A shambling and dis
consolate youth, clad in a three-days'
growth of beard, a checked Jumper
and khaki trousers, this person
lounged negligently In the doorway of
the waiting room and, carenslng his
rusty chin with nicotine-dyed fingers,
regarded the stranger in Nokomis
with an air of subtle yet vaguely mel
"If ye're lookin' for th' hotel," he
volunteered unexpectedly, "there ain't
none," and effected a masterly retreat
Into the ticket booth.
Amused, the despised outlander
picked up his luggage' and followed
amiably. "I'm not looking for the
hotel that ain't,", he eald, planting
himself in front of the grating; "but
I expected to be met by some one
from Tanglewood "
"Thet's the Qualn place, daown by
th' ba-ay," Interpolated the youth from
unpluinbed depths of mournful ab
straction. "It Is. I wired yesterday "
"Yeour name's Amber, ain't Itr
"Well, Qualn didn't eet yeour mes
sage till this mornln'. I sent a kid
daown with It 'baout ten o'clock."
"But why the but I wired yester
"I knaow ye did," assented the
youth wearily. "It come through
raound closln' time and they wa'n't
nobody baound that way, so I held It
"This craze for being characteris
tic," observed Mr. Amber obscurely,
"is the only thing that really stands
in the way of Nokomls becoming a
thriving metropolis. Do you agree
with me? No matter." He smiled en
gagingly; a seasoned traveler this,
who could recognize the futility of
bickering over the Irreparable. More
over, he had to remind himself in all
fairness, the blame was. In part at
least, his own; for he had thought
lessly worded hU telegram, "Will b
with you tomorrow afternoon," and it
was wholly like Quain that he should
have accepted tho statement at Its
face value, regardleaa of the date line.
"I can leave my things here for a
little while, I presume?" Amber sug
gested after a paus.
The ticket agent stared stubbornly
into tho infinite, making no sign till a
coin rang on the window-ledge; when
he started, eyed the offering with fugi
tive mistrust, and gloomily possessed
himself of it "I'll look after them."
he fa;d. "Bo ye thiukln' of walklu'?"
"Yes." said Amber over his shoul
der. He was already moving toward
"Knaow yeour wa-ay?"
"I've been here before, thank you."
Crossing the tracks, he addressed
himself to the southward stretching
highway. Walking briskly at first, he
soon left behind the railway station
with its few parasitic cottages, a dip
lij the land hid them, and he had
hereafter for all company his
thoughts, the desultory road, a vast
and looming sky, and bare fit-Ids
hedged with impoverished forest.
Amber had professed acquaintance
with bis way; it seemed rather to be
Intimacy, for when he chose to for
sake the main traveled read he did so
boldly, striking off upon a wagon
track which, leading across the fields,
delved presently into the heart of th
The hush of the forest world boVe
heavily uprn his senses; the slight
and etcaltLy rustigs in the brush,
the clear dense ringing of some re
mote ax, an attenuated clamor of
cawing from some far crows' con
gress, but served to accentuate its in
Then into the silence crept a sound
to rouse him from his formless rev
erie. At first a mere pulsing in the
stillness, barely to be distinguished
from the song of tho eurf; but pres
ently a pounding, ever lordor and
more insistent. Hn paused, attentive;
and while he waited the drumming,
minute by minute gaining In volume,
swept swiftly toward him the rhyth
mic hoofbeats cf a single horse madly
ridden. When It was close upon him
he stepped back (-13 the tangled un
dergrowth, iatlr rooi4; for fJis
track was aytiina tut wfria.
! Simultaneously mere buist tato
iw. at the end of a brltf aids U
fcruts wt'2j white Mrks rd murxts
runnlnjt fr'-!y, arpnrnUy under
constraint neither of whip nor of rpur.
In the Pftd'lie a R'.ii leaned low over
the horn a girl with eyes 'npturnus,
face brilliant, llpo partoj In the lent
of nulle. A fold of her byack habit
skirt, whipping out, almost snapped In
Ar.;brr's face, so close to hlra eh
rode; yet the scorned not to see him,
and tery likely dUl not A splendid
sketch tn black and white, f youthful
Bptrlt and Joy i-f motion; so she pass
ed on sod was gone. , . .
Hardly, however, had the fore.t
cloatHl upon the picture, ere a cry,
a heavy crashing as of a borre thresh
ing about In the underbrush, and a
woniau's scream of terror, sent Am
ber, in ono movement, out Into the
road sjtain and running at & pace
which,- had lie been conscious of it,
would have surprised hlin.
A short CO yards separated Mm from
the bend in the way round which
tne horse and its rider hd vanished.
He had no more than gained this
point than he was obliged to pull up
sharply to avoid running into the
Although dismounted, she was on
her feet, and apparently uninjured.
She stood with one hand against the
trunk of. a tree, on the edge of a
small1 clearing wherein the axes of
the local lumbermen had but lately
been busy. Her horse had disappear
ed; the rumble of his hoofs, diminu
endo, told the way be had gone.'
So much Amber comprehended In a
single glance; with a second he
sought the cause of the accident, and
Identified it with a figure so outre tad
bizarre that ho momentarily and ex
cusably questioned th9 testimony of
At a little distance from the girl,
in the act of addressing her, stood a
man, obese, gross, abnormally dis
tended with luxurious and sluggish
living, as little common to the scene
So She Passed
as a statue of Phoebus Apollo had been.
A babu of Bengal, every inch of him,
from his dirty red and-whlte turban to
his well-worn and cracked patent-leather
shoes. His body was enveloped in
a complete suit of emeruld silk, much
soiled and faded, and girt with a
sash of many colors, crimson pre
dominating. His hands, fat, brown,
and cot overclean, alternately flutter
ed apologetically and rubbed one an
other with a suggestion of extreme
urbanity; his lips, thick, sensual, and
cruel, mouthed a broken stream of
babu-Knglish ; while his eyes, nearly
as small and quite as black as shoe
buttons eyes furtive, crafty, and
cold suddenly distended and became
fixed, as with amazement, at the In
stant of Amber's appearance.
Instinctively, as soon as he had
mastered his initial stupefaction. Am
ber stepped forw ard and past the girl,
placing himself between her and this
preposterous apparition, as If to
shield her. He held himself wary and
alert, and was instant to halt the
babu when be, with the air of a dog
cringing to bis master's feet for pun
ishment, would have drawn nearer
"Stop rlfiht there!" Amber told him
crjply; and got for re spouse obedi
ence, a low palaam. and (he Hindu
salutation accorded only to persons of
high rank: "Hazoor!" Rut before
the babu could say more the Ameri
can addressed the girl. "What did he
do?" he Inquired,' without looking at
her. "Frighten your horse?"
"Just that." The girl's tone was
edged w'lth temper. "He Jumped out
from behind that woodpilo; the bore
shied and threw me."
"You're not hurt, I trujt?"
"No thank you; but" with a
nervous laugb "I'm furiously angry."
"That's reasonable enough." Am
her returned undivided attention to
Lbe Bengali, "Now then," be demand
ed stem.1?, "what've you got to say
f.jf yourself? What o l'6u n4iu bv
r i rn o
frM s: r " Utf h-.T? V.1l
are you iolng h rc, try way r
A'.o-.ost grovfling. the tabu tnwea
ed Mm la Urdu: "Itazior, I sin fovt
Without thinking Amber couched
Ms rfftort In the same tongue:
"Count joureelf lucky you are not,
"Nay, hazoor, but I meant no barm.
I wrs renting, being fatigued. In the
shnlter of the wood, when the noise
of hoofs disturbed me and I stepped
out to see. When the woman was
thrown I sought to assist h-r, but sh
threatened mo w Kb her w hip."
"That Is quite true," the girl cut In
over Amber's shculder. "I don't think
he Intended to barm me, but it's pure
ly an accident that he didn't"
Inasmuch as the habu's explanation
hud been made In fluent vernacular
Urdu, Amber's surprise at the girl's
evident familiarity with that tongue
was hardly to be concealed. "You uq
derrtand l.'rdu?" be stammered.
"Aye," she told Mm in that tongue,
"and speak it, too."
"You know Oils man, then?"
"No. Do you?"
"Not In the least How ehould I?"
"You yourself speak Urdu."
"Well, but" The situation hardly
lent Itself to such a discussion; he
had tho babu first (o dispose of. Am
ber resumed his cross-examination.
"Who srfl yon?" ho demanded. "And
what is your business In this place?"
Tho fat yellowish-brown face was
distorted by a fugitive grimace of
deprecation. "Hazoor, I am Rehari
Dal Chatterjl, solicitor, of the Inner
"Well? And your business here?"
"Hazoor, that Is for your B?cr;t
ear." The babu drew himself up, as
suming a certain dignity. "It is cot
meet that the message of the Roll
should be uttered In the hearinjt of
an Englishwoman, hazoor."
"What are you drivelling about?" In
his blank wonder. Amber returned to
&b . Alt L
and Was Cone.
Kngllsh as to a tongue nliro suited to
his urgent need of forcible expression.
"And, look here, you sto? calling roe
'Hazoor.' I'm no more a hazoor than
you are Idiot!"
"Nay," contended the bau reproach
fully; "Is it right that yo should seek
to hoodwink me? Have I not eyes
with which to see, ears tPit can hear
you speak our tongue, ha.oor? I am
r.o child, to be played with I, the ap
pointed Mouthpiece of the Voice!"
"I know naught of your 'Voice' or Its
mouthpiece; but certainly you are no
child. You are either mad, or Insolent
or a fool to be kicked." And In cx
axperation Amber took a step toward
the man bb if to carry Into effect his
Alarmed, the babu cringed and re
treated a pare; then, suddenly, rais
ing an arm, indicated the girl.' "Ha
zoor!" he cried. "Re quick the
woman faints!" And as Amber hastily
turned, with astonishing agility the
babu sprang toward him.
Warned by his moving shadow as
much as by the gliTs cry. Amber leapt
aside aud lifted a hand to strike; but
before he could deliver a blow it was
caught, and a small metallic object
thrust into it Upon this bis fingers
closed instinctively, and the babu
sprang back, panting andlquaking.
"The Token, hazoor, tfie Token!"
"It Is naught but that
"Token, you fool!" cried
staring stupidly at the man
in thunder !"
"Nay, hazoor; how should I tell
you now. litn another sees and
hears? At another time, hazoor, In h
week, or a day, or an hour, mayhap,
I come again for your answer. Till
then and forever I am your slave, ha
zoor: the dust beneath your fe;t Now
I go. ,
AoJ with a baste tint wired the
courtesy of Its grace, tlrn l-ngali
aaUamtd, thn hI4 uuwv. about
r-i'5. V'.'-M V.h rlotMrjf rj "id ft,
mr,S ??. with a rrlerity snrprUtrf Is
one of his tremendous bulk, s'rtklcs
dirrr'ly Into tho heirt of the wood.
Ambor was left to knit bis brows
over the object which bad boen forced
upon blm so unexpectedly.
It proved to be n small, cubical box,
something more than so inch square,
fashioned of bronze and elaboratly
decorated with minute relief work la
the brut manner of anciant lcdiM
"May I see, please? The voice vt
the girl at Ms side recallod to Amber
her existence. "May I sen, too. plae,
Mr. Amber?" -she repeated.
The Girt and the Token.
In tits astorjnhment bj looked rcmiii
quickly to meet tho raze of mischiev
ous eyen that strove vainly to ;in
sluiplo uud sincere.
Aware that he faced an uncommon
ly pretty woman, whs choiee to study
him with a straighforward Interest te
was nothing loath to imitate, be took
time to see that she was very fair
of skin, with that creamy, sllkeu
whiteness that goes, with hair of the
shade commonly and unjustly termed
red. Her nose he thought a trace
too severely perfect lu Its modeling,
but redeemed by a broad and thought
ful brow, a strong yet absolutely fem
inine chin, and a mouth . . . Well,
as to her mouth, the young man se
lected a rosebud to liken It to.
Having catalogued these several
features, be had a mental portrait of
her he was not likely soon to forget
For it's not every day that one en
counters so rretty a girl In the woods
of Long Island's southern shoreor
anywhere else, for that matter. He
felt sure of this.
But he was equally certain that he
was as much a stranger to her as
eho to him.
She, on her part had been busy
satisfying herself that he was a very
presentable young man,' In spite of
the somewhat formidable reputation
he wore as a person of learned attain
ments. If his looks attracted, It was
not because be was handsome, for
that he wasn't but because of certain
signs of strength to be discerned In
his face, as well as an engaging man
ner which he owned by right cf an
cestry, his ascendants for several gen
erations having been notable repre
sentatives of one of the First Families
The pause which fell upon the girl's
use of his name, and during whlcb
they looked one another over, was
sufficiently prolonged to excuse the
reference to it wMch Amber chose to
"I'm sure." he tald with his slow
smile, "that we're satisfied we'vi
never met before. Aren't we?"
"Quite," assented the girl.
"That only makes It the more my
terlous, of course."
"Yes," said she provokingly;
"You know, you're hardly fair to
me," he asserted. "I'm rapidly be
ginning to entertain doubts of my
senses. When I left the train at No
komls station I met a man I know as
well as I know myself pretty nearly;
and he denied me to my face. Then,
a little later, I encounter a strange,
mad Bengali, who apparently takes
me for somebody he has business
with. And finally, you call me by
"It Isn't so very remarkable, when
you come to consider It," she returned
soberly. "Mr. David Amber Is rather
well known, even In his own country.
I might very well have seen your pho
tograph published In connection- "-iTih
some review of let me see. . . .
Your latest book was entitled 'The
Peoples of the Hindu Kush,' wasn't
It? You see, I haven't read It."
mat 8 sensible or you, lm sure
Why should you? . . .
theory doesn't hold water, because I
won't permit my publishers to print
my picture, and, besides, reviews oi
such stupid books generally appear
In profound monthlies which abhor Il
lustrations." "Oh!" She rerelvrd this with a
note of disappointment "Then my ex
planation won't do?"
"I'm sorry," ho laughed, "but you'll
have to be more ingenious and prac
"And you wor't show me the prrs
ent the babu made you?"
Ho clof.ed his fingers Jealously over
the bronze box. "Not until . . ."
"You Insist on reciprocity?"
"That's very unkind of you."
"How?" he demanded blankly.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
"When a man's married," said Host
Stahl, "his excuses begin. "Did you
ever hear how Sambo got out of It
when he was caught In the turkej
""Deed, mlstah,' he said, "'deed,
sah, I Isn't a-stealin' dls yah bird. 1'se
lakln' It In self-defense. Hones' I Is!'
" 'Self -defense T roared the Indlg
nant owner, shaking Mm by the col
lar. 'What kind of a lie are you try
Ing to tell me?"
" 'Please, sah," wailed the much
abused Sambo, 'mnh wife she say et
I doan' fotch home a turkey she gwin
to break ebery bone tn mah body. An'
so I Jes' 'bleeged ter pertect mah
se'f!'" Young's Magazine.
' Blank Filled Corectly.
"When Lizzie Timms filled out ht
application blank to teach school,
laughs the neighbor, "sho wrote on th
line asking what her age was. 'My og
Is twenty years old.' Wasn't Chat t
"Oh, 1 don't know. You mlsunder
jtanl it She was honest 8h wi
jlvti,; t, age of her age, not of hei
lie has claimed to be event)
for about tkat Loo-Judsi.
W ' "" "v ,
F r v ff
We met a nmn upon a Mp a-salllng '."
ITe rnln"1 M flt nn1 mnto the air with
holly wrathful thakp;
"I know that CHptain Klild H dt'aJ, ami
Itlnckbe.ird's rrew no more
Bends trrror to tho hearts of folk who
dare to lf-avo thp aliore
But th?re'i a jilrat here on board who
r"ld find tre.-imiro unntolifH;
lie Juirt charirr-d me a nickel (T a pinny
ton of matches!
"There Is no Jjong Tom on the deck, no
rutl.i.tnps aro slfi'-ked
Afcnij tho rail all ready for the folks that
must be hacked;
There ts no Jolly roger flapping wildly at
To chill the blood and n-nd the ghastly
white Into the cheek.
But any minute wr may see them batten
down the hat.rhes
I've Just teen charced a nickel for a
penny box of matches!
I II stand for ten rents more for
X will not huwi or pronn or Krowl or
speak In laneuaim ke:n
At betuR soaked a dime for what aro Just
five cent clears
Hut. O. I looked for powder marks and
prlsly sahr scars
On his young face, for well I know him
treasure s hid tn batches
He Just charged me a nickel for a penny
box of matches!
"I know that Captain Ktdd Is dead with
all his cruel crew;
Plcrro Lallltte and all the rest have met
their fatal due,
And piracy upon the wave Is thought to
be no more"
And her his voice grew- loud and strong
and lifted to a roar
"But O, the news stand boy Is one who
every dollar catches
He Just charged me a nickel for a penny
box of matches." ,
Plutarch. " I . i
Mr. Plutarch was one of the best
known writers of his time. He Is said
to have written more lives than Mu
ral Halstead did, but this statement
cannot be proven successfully.
Plutarch was the Elbert Hubbard
of his time, however. He would os
tensibly write the biography of some
famous Grecian, but this he would
contrast unfavorably with the life of
one of his own countrymen. His lit
tle visits to tho homes of great men
were among the best sellers In his
day and age.
When he was In his prime his coun
try was flooded with buck agents who
worked by the Sheldon method of
salesmanship. Plutarch kept a flock
I cf Keo.se to furnish quills for him.
I 1,IUH- "ls '-"4S urB 11 nxture In
every norur.v. vuio would as soon
think of omitlng t!n Blulves as to
omit Plutarch's "Lives" and Dnnte's
Inferno.' or Milton s "PnrndlN
Lost." The latter aro nice books for
a library; they look Intellectual and
thry are the despair of clecutlonlsts.
Plutarch could have found lots of
material today. He would have teen
a good editor for the Congressional
"And you are going
spring hat tomorrow?"
says to his wife.
"I am," she replies,
to1 select your
ing his shuddering Flgh as ho thinks
of her having all his money banked
In her r.ame.
"1 am," she contlnes. with com
pressed Jaws, "and what is more, Hen
ry Penhecker, you are going with ma
to see me select It."
More for the Menu.
In time, such wero the marvelous
strides made by Inventors, the cry
"The automoblo must go."
Whereat some pwplo murmured:
"This ls too much!"
For they remembered the dreary
days when horRo meat graced the
table, with trotting steel;
"Hut," argues the fond wifo, )un
the spring bonnet discussion, is on
"you acknowledge that Mrs. Jlmblum's
new bat Is perfectly beautiful. H
didn't cost any more than the one I
"I know It's a beautiful hat aa ar
tistic creation, in fact. Rut do you
suppose I want people to think I'm as
big a fool aa Jlmblum?"