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thing in the whole of the great war. In ome quarter only was there dissatis- faction. That was the little state of Bundapur, in central India Bundapur was the birthplace of the ferocious worship of the goddess Kali the mur- dergoddess. For centuries this fierce fdolatry had been decaring. bat of late years there had been an effort to re- vive 1t Now Bundapor had strong links of | contact with other idolatrous states of India. If the rajak of Bundapur took advantage of England’s need to | throw off her yoke, he would be joined by other potentates. and the flame of | revolt would spread all through the cextral provinces. It was Mannering's task to preserve peace in Bundapur. He was the Brit- fsh resident there and the power be- hind the throze There were two other rulers in the turbulent little state— the Rajak Ferozeshah. whose ances- tors had been Moslems and bad be- come idolators in order to retain their 2 the kingdom, and Mu who ofcisted t e of the godd which votaries came ‘rom ail parts of India Manzering and oid Mumur were * good friends ment scrupal for the British govern- respects all faiths s, but when opportun- . friendship goes And op- portunity had come with the war to the old king Ferozeshah, who dreamed of carving out for himsel! an empire whick was to embrace all central India Manzering was ecgaged to an Eng- lish girl who was to have come out The Old Priest Watched Him With a Severe Face. to marry him when the war began That postponed matters. and Manner- ing, chafing under the delay, could only continue to administer the af fairs of the dom, he represen- tative of the British raj. He bad not a single whiie soldier to maintain his authority. for they nad all been with- drawn. Meanwhile the annual festival of the goddess Kali was approaching Mannering had a shrewd idea of what was brewing in Bundapur He had, in fact, had a frank talk with oid Muzzer. He bad shown him what it was no use showing the old king be- cause the priest's word alone could decide the issue He had explained to him that England’s might, temporarily | withdrawn, would fall after the war with fearfu! force upon a rebellious Bundapur. Let Murgur declare for England and rich would be his re- ward. The old priest smoked and listened. and. while Mannering was wondering at his silence. a shower of stones, came through the windows of the res!- dency, thrown by the turbulent, fam- atical mob without. The priest rose. smiling “You see ™ he said “The de- cision is not in my power, sahidb The people are very much attached to the faith of Kali and they want to be free. Only one thing can keep them loyal ™ ‘What is that"” asked Mannering The priest leaned forward con®- dextially 1f the sakid will also cept the faith of Kali the people will bear his words” be said Whez be was gone and the few sative servants bhad dispersed 1de mobd, Manpering paced his room. think- izg. He was a sipcerely religicus man: he believed that to become idolator would have certain spi comsequences he knew that i1 meant the loss of Mary Trevethan w Re had loved e he was a bor kis coantry be Dot s the womasz de loves? sgeie lasted all night for her. and Lamguages of the Worla. ber of gia arfe more Braril and brokez up ol some sevem bandred Gialects. There are bundreds ia Borzeo, while in Asstralia there is Do u:h““uo-h-;u belcag 10 each language. we have the colossa! total of 25 ¢ mguistic ve- 2 in Mexice ©f Kai and that | shall attend at tne _ temple tomorrow, whem the annual | The old priest watched him with a serene face He knew the struggie that Manonmering bad gome through: | be knew, too, that the rajah would | zot be overpleased at this dramatic | endinz of all his plans for carving out : an idcatrous empire In the heart of ' India It shall be done as the salid says™ | be ai_wered at last, and withdrew. Tic news buzzed through Bunda | pur. Within two all the inkab itants of the state w that the god- | | all night, and none dared disturd i At dawn he calied the | his palanquin. and. stepping { allowed himself to be borne w. ! the enthusiastic mobs that lined the ' | streets toward Kali's temple. Bun- dapur was en fete. The opening of the | great anmual festival was the occa- ‘sion for frenzies of fanatical delight. | and the approaching comversion of Mannering was the cause of the wild- est excitement. Through the streets rushed fanatics, slashing themselves with knives. The goiden image of the goddess was borne back from the pro- cession to the accompanil t of a bacd of temple women danced , and leaped above the bodies of the prostrate devotees Manrnering, lying in his palanquin. was aware of all this. He knew that no punishment could expiate his of- his honor he stared at the photograph s hoiding. It represented fary Trevethan as she had appeared when he was home four years before He would never see her again. but mehow he felt that. at this crisis dishonor and homor met, her spirit stood beside him The palanquin stopped. The cur- tains were drawn back. Mannering stepped out and entered the grotesque temple, walking on a path strewn with flowers. Inside he beard the throbbing of flutes and the sighs of a vast multi- tude of worshipers. Then he was be- fore the altar. beside old Muzzur, who held the sacrificial knife, and staring into his eyes were the cruel eyes of Kali, the stope image with the many hands, each dripping with human blood. Upon his golden throme lolled the old rajabh. He was calculating what step he should take when Mannering had accepted Kali. It upset the plans that he bad built; yet he was shrewd enough to have others in view. With Mannering’s aid he could yet carve out bis empire. Mannering, standing beside . the priest, let his eyes roam over the ' buge interior of the temple He saw the decorated walls, the breathless crowds, completely silent, waiting for the moment when he would fall be- fore Kali's statue, to be anointed with the blood of the dreadful sacrifice, the drawn curtains behind which the ra- jabh's wives were gazing curiously om him. And at the last moment, while the sound of the tom-toms indicated that the goddess was awaiting the sacrifice, a new thought took possession of Man- nering. He could not carry out his plan. He perceived the hideous pit into which he had so nearly fallen. The world would ascribe his complaisance to fear; it would be said that an Eng- lishman bad accepted Kali to save his life. Was not the empire built upon faith and loyaity, and the courage of ber servants? How could he serve it than by remaining true to his faith, whatever happened? It was the moment of judgment, when, uniess he saw his duty clear as a razor edge before him. incalculable ills must fcllow. Mannering saw it The biood of the sacrifice was dreaching Kali's altar Muzzur turned toward Mannering, motioning to him to prostrate himsell. Mannering waved him away and called to the crowd. “I bave come here today, be said, “to testify to the truth. Since Eng- land decame your iord. when has she sought to change your faith or cas toms? Nevertheless, | am here to tell ¥ou now that your faith in Kali is the faith of the sandpiper that walks among the marshes defore the sand has get.” He heard a rustle, a sigh. and sué- denly the whole body of worshipers was upon its feet in terror of the alie- rilege that was being accomplished For. snatching from the priest’s Rand the bymmer with which the vie- tim bad beea slaughtered. Mamnering brought it down upon the head of the abominabdle idol. And Kali the many- bandcd goddess fell from Rer pedes- tal and rolled. 2 bideous thing, along the temple foor. Then, laying cown the Rammer, Maznering awaited deatd But since none dared lay bands om him, he went out into the street He walked to the residency and waited Tweaty min- utes later he Reard the mod come roaring dowa the bazaar and toward the veranda oa which be awaited them alome He stood there with folded arms, pa- tient, ready for the veangeance of the fanatical multitede But. whea they reached him he found himself stand ing above a prostrate crowd of wor- hipers. For evea dlack-skinned peo ples grope upward toward the digher and by his act (be worship of the mar der goddess bad been swept away for That was why Mrs. Fruby sald to ber deaughter with a hint of excite life for Mrs. Fruby to be outdone by Mary Sandler without baving to en- dure seeing Mary Sandler's daugbter get abead of ker cwn Sadie. And of late Rosa Sandler bad asked Peter Vernon to dinner entirely too oftes to suit Mrs Fruby's plans So bad balf a dozen other girls For Peter Verncn was a matrimonial prize. the like of which a small town does not see more than once in a generation He bad an interest in the big engine works. which made momey so fast that it gave the populace the hic- coughs trying to count it Natura! jealousy of Mary Sandler made Mrs. Fruby consider Rosa a deadly rival Rosa was nearly as pretty as Sadie and, moreover ste was 3 good cook. So were Margaret and Agnes and Carrie, other aspirants Louise—Mrs. Fruby merelr smiled at the idea of Louise Beirg t on solid lines b ad an imagined co for ethereal creatures like Loufse who looked as though a puff of wind might easily remove her from scene Louise was of the ethereal useless kind and Mrs Fruby knew that no sensible map wanted a help less wife. Men, she often told Sadie, liked energy and ability m a As for cooking. it was dovdtia! if Louise could even cook a u'f fudge with- out burnieg it Peter Vernon was a .1 thin young man with a well set head and a kind- Ir, if shrewd. smile “He's not the sort to get taken in!" Mrs Fruby said thankfull she superintended Sadle’s work making the beaten biscuit for that night's supper, to which Peter Vernon was coming. “Does your arm ache® Let me beat awkile!'™ Peter Vernon liked the beaten bis- cuit immensely. He ate six And be had two helpings of the chocolate marshmallow pudding. “She nearly beat ber arm off mak- ing those.” Sadie's mother confided to kim. “But, I tell you. nothing daunts Sadie’ When she does a thing she does it'™ “They certainly were mighty good.” repeated Peter Vernon “We always have ‘em Wednesday evenings.” sald Sadie’s mother with a sudder inspiration. “And you drop fm that night without waiting to be asked. since you're so fond of ‘em'” “Yes. do'" echoed Sadie Beaten biscuits are bard to make. Manr were the weary hours Sadie Fruby put in over them. because they had to be made regularty on Wednes- days. Sometimes Peter dropped in, and !f be did not he was certain to de met on the street the mext day by Sadie or her mother and pinned down to another date. Mrs. Fruby took his fondness for the marshtmellow pud- ding as an especizlly good sign - “You keep it up, Sadie.” ske told ter daughter the evening Peter had stayed a bhalf-bour bevond his usmal time. “1 can begin to see that you're winning out!" “T don't know.” Sadie said dubious- I “He goes sabel's and Marga- ret’s, too—and Louise's!™ “1 wouldn't worry." declared ber mother “1 guess Isabel cant make biscuit like yours and Margaret's cake is a joke And you kmow Loulse! Why. you've got ‘em all on the run'” “But be never says anything.~ Sadie protested. “T mear anything that [ eould take as—" “He ain™t that kind." declared Mrs Frudy. “He ain’t going to make love to a girl till Re's engaged to ber' You beat those biscutts longer next time'" Shortly after that the local newspa- per cootaimed the uRexpected an- nouncement of the quiet marriage of Peter Vernon and Loutse, the ethereal Mrs Frudy. after a hysterical scream when she read the mews ‘old Sadie plainiy w=hat she thought of Peter. She talled s0 vebemently that she @id mot notice bow rale Sadie’s cheeks were Sadle usually was stolid and vamoved “Well™ Mre Prudy said a: wiping ber eves “it cam™ de ) You'd better up some be: cuit for surrer tomighr—is day'™ Habit was strong Rt was them that Sadie brand mew theory of 'ile biscuit!” she echoed grim! want 10 see obe 2gain’ ¥ eat doesn count for much all od voiced a Beaten Not Locking Too Far Ahead. “What is your boy cgoing when be grows up™ “1 domt kmow. We've mot got t far yet. We're devoting all our 3 to ways and means of drimging him safely through his college foothall period After that well prodably to be ?Her Choice . of Methods Mrs Briggs bad passed the after Soon st ber clud, where she had ls- tened to a dear young girl direct from the chautauqua platiorm, deliver as inspiring. uplifting discourse on the bepefits of moral suasion. Thberefore, when she arrived home and was met at the door with a tale of woe relating to the bebavior of her only offspring—of his refusal to g0 t0 school, bis stealing all the doughouts the cook had hidden for supper. his unforgivable rudezess to his maiden sunt and his taking his father's fish- ing tackle from its sacred box and miving the contents together om the parior floor—of all these and sundry other misdemeasnors, each suficlent to merit a physical reproc!, she bit her Up perveusly and asked where she might find ber son. Having fourd him the laundry, where he was prepared to spend the night in case of necessity, she led him gently up to her room, asking mot to be disturbed by any cnme whatsoever. “Son.” she said, sorrowfully. “T've been told that you were very naughty today.” “Do I get licked™" asied som, irrel evantly “You realize. do were naughty” she his question 2t you. that you repeated, ignoring own you Bu er to her and endeavo the Mrs. Briggs bn Then sbhe began proud of he to deserve b er to “Mother is she wants him You want moth- e proud of you. don’t der all over exclaimed the She wiped her face gquietiy, then she waited a mc t to collect ber wits. Her son didn't seex to respond to mother love so she thought that per- haps she would tetter iry sometbing else. When you used to go to school today. dear you knew. didn't you. that even if 1 didn't find It out, even fif vour teacher didn't serd a note home to me. your conscience disapproved of your actions® Your cobscience was sorry that you weren't trustworthy ” “Teacher wouldn't have sent a note bome. because they bavem't got us fixed in our own rooms yet. and they don"t kpow where weo belong.” son ob- Jecled “But never mind what your teacher does. son. Think of your own better nature, to which you have doze an in- justice.” Son made no comment aged. his motber proceeded “You knew it was wrong take Mary's doughnuts, didn't And you are sor ar you rou offended your Aunt Alfce®™ Stll no comme! “Son. are you listening® Som!'™ He turned toward her. Hubh?™ bhe asked Then bis eyes were again di- rected out of the window She fol- ‘owed his gaze. and saw behind the Encour- to00. to you? that ee from public eves. Mary and shand-to-be bidding each other & tecder farewell Son saw his moth- er's eves takirg In the scene Say'” he remarked. “What do you know about that!™ He nodded his head sagely “T've seen them doing that ‘most every day. but | mever told for | wanted something to bold over her. when she started to tell oz me. Going to fire her®™ Mrs Briges exclaimed gently that it was perfectly proper for Mary to kiss Ber future busband Then she drew the shade. that no further inter ference from outside should prolong their conference. “Now, son.” she began agaln as she drew him firmly toward her. “mother wan's You to say that you are very ‘sorry and to promise her—~ “Aw, som ain't my mame." broke ia the boy, crossly. “An’ you atat ‘mother—you're ma. Az’ you're talk- o’ like the teacher does, ‘cause she dasn’t lck us. What's the matter™ “George.” called Mrs Briggs to her busband. whose steps sde Deard de scending the stairs “Come here and deal with this impudezt young ome He needs a good whipping. If ever any boy d1d'” As ber husbansd entered the room she added to insure good meas ure. “He's ruined your Sshing tackle —¥ou'd Ddetter use youwr slipper om bim ~ A Good Demonstrator. The car had wheezed slowly along, il fnally Jobleigh grew impatiemt “Look bere. my good man ™ he sald to the demonstrator, “T dom't wanmt an old soail of a car MNke this 1 wamt said the demonstrator retorted Jobdl e demonstrator, 2ink of what youll save om —Harper's Weekly i E THAT TALL, DARK MAR By OLIVE ROSERTS BARTON. the McClure Newspa- (Copyright. B85, by . per “ Don met them at the train — Lor- raive, ber mother and fatber. It seemed centuries since be had seen her, Lorraine, of course, although it bad been but two weeks since she bad | Armour Star The parting bad been full of fore-, boding for Don. Such a trip was sure to be prolific in yousg men. To make things more ominous, Lorraize had intimated before leaving that Signo- ring Lotta had foretold tantalizingly vague things of a tall young man with brown eyes and dark bair. This was thores and nettles to Don, whose erves were gray and hair a decided aubura. He now searched ber face anxious- Iy. Had the dark young man mate rialized in the fortmight's vacation? There was nothing there to tell. Lor- raine was as sweet and smiling—and bafling—as ever. He sighed He was asked to stay to dinner and accepted gratefully. He had a dogged determination mot to leave until he had verified. or dissipated, his fears. Two things favored him—the mocn and the arrival of the preacher The back yard swing soon had 1wo 0CCU- pants. Lorraine suddenly became tal “The whole thinz was heavexnly. Don From the minute we left u now.” “Thanks!™ “You're welcome, think you'd be gl Instead you've bee like a fuperal Well vou all about it any got to tell someone Do ¥ Signorina Lotta—a t a dark man arnd the moon more the the big cer the deco ed to go Well. whe Sh! TI'm coming to tk went across the bay 10 a great whop ping man<of-war that made rou feel 211 glorious and patriotic—" “But when—" “Be quiet! I'm coming to him soon. They let us on that one. We went up a funny little pair of stairs ther lowered over the side of the boat.” “But what has rour brownerved friend to do with—" “For goodness sake. be quiet, Don. You're worse than Prince barking for a bone. Well. mother and I were looking all 2rovnd everywiere. Dad had wandered off by himeel! and in 2 few mirutes he came back with the tallest. bandsomest. da est, brown- eyed—" Don coughed pai band “Poor boy! a cold? Well as [ was saving. dad came back with the tallest. b % fully behind his What ell he was 13 He took er people weren't was an offcer. treated us ; Oh indeed he didn't! r and I got on the went to Boston.” all. 1 sappose.™ eed! The best™—very in- s yet to come.” 1 suppose he soddenly developed a pair of wings and—" “Why, Don. you act so funay' I dom’t understand you at all” “Humph! Well, €0 on about your browzered god of Olympus What mext™ “Why. that verr dar we were com- hgmct;sboponmm‘nmt in Roston. when whom should we run into but—" “Lieat. Jupiter von Ericke-n 1 sap pose’” “Yes.” wonderingly guess® And his wife!™ “His wife! His wife, did you say™ “Mlum! 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