Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, November 11, 1894, Page 18

THE OMATH UNDAY, NOVEBMBER 11 Youth's Depa THE LOST OPAL OF MYSORE, OR THB:IHWH. a blackened excavation filled with | appeared at a narrow slit in the mass SEORET OF THE GHANTS, | By Willlam Murray Graydon. (Copyright, 1501, by Willlam CHAPTER RAJAH'S was simply Murray Graydon.) 1 IN TH DUNGEONS, The fortre 2 walled quad- | rangle, with massive gates of teakwood, and | It was gun-mounted bastions at each angle under the direct eontrol of the rajah, and was garrisoned by a regiment of irregular native troops, mostly recruited from Mysore Half the quadrangle was taken up by th rajah’s palace—an ancient edifice of hard woods, stone and enameled plaster, with two wings that formed a three-sided court. | The other half was a beautiful garden, con- | talning fountains, shrubbery and a deep tank of water On reaching compantons saw that the the palace, They hurried on with th crowd; and managed to slip through the main gate of the fortress behind an English fire engine. They were just in time, for the fleros looking guards at once blocked the way to all new comers As It was the quadrangle contained a score of natives, civilians and British officers, who had entered during the panic and ment, One wing of the palace was blazing flercely from the ground floor upward. The general alarm had not been given until the chemical grenades and small hand engines were found powerless to arrest the flames, No one pald any attention to the boys, except to Jostle them to and fro or tramp on their feet. The tumult was deafening the avenue Myles and excite- and the lurid flames made the scene as light | as day. “Not much chance of saving the palace,” said Myles. ‘“‘Look, they are carrying furni- ture and stuff into the court. “Can’t we help?’ asked Ja to see the inside. “They would throw us out right awa Myles replied. ‘“We're lucky to be this near. Hullo, what's coming?" ““The men (hat shoot water, sahibs,” cried Paltu, jumping to one side. With” hoarse shouts a group dashed by, dragging a long hose. A second steamer had meanwhile arrived, and the throbbing and pufiing of the engines as they sucked water out of the tank rose loudly above the din. Two streams soon began to play upon the burning building, but th only noticeable effect was to send up volun of smoke and hissing steam. The boys wandered about, best and safest place from the fire. Suddenly a section of hose burst somewhere in front of them, flinging j of water in all directions he crowd scat- tered and fled, and Myles and Jack rtan blindly with tho rest. They checked them- selves with difficulty on the edge of the tank. “We pretty near took a bath,” cried Jack. “Hullo! where's Paltu?” “Wo've lost him," zaft be far away.” Just then a shrill scream was heard and the boys saw Paltu strugeling in the water, a dozen feet farther up t tank. He had probably been shoved in by the rush of the crowd. Plenty of men were standing by, but they secmed incapable of action. They called for ropes, and shouted absurd direction The little Hindoo was In great danger Ho could not swim, and e was four or five feet from the sloping side of the tank. His frantlp splashing brougit him no noarer, and even had he succeeded there was no hold for him on the slimy granite slabs. Myles and Jack were thunderstruck when they saw than no one was trying to rescue the lad. They first endeavored to reach the spot, but the crowd was wedged too tightly “Cowards!" cried Myles, indignantly, He turned aside and cleared the sloping stones by a fying leap that landed him in deep water. He went under, shot to the surface and swam forward with long strokes. He clutched Paltu's dripping hair just as the lad was going down, and struggled with him toward the bank. The spectators were active enough now A dozen men linked hands and formed a chaln that reached to the water's edge. In “I'd ke of firemen seeking: the which to view exclaimed Myles. “He | the | his fire was really at [ marked | fon brief time Paltu and his rescuer were hauled | safely up. A “flerce-looking, bearded Hindoo plcturesquo dress of the rajah’s had just reached the scene, He imm pounced on Myles, and in broken poured out a ficod of gratitude. a few stern words to Paltu away. “‘Who was that excitable old fellow?" Jack. “Motee Mal, Paltu’s father,” Myles replied “He figedn’t have made so much fuss over a little thing like that. What did he tell you, Paltu? To go home, I'll bet.” Paltu nodded. ‘Me stay watch sald. “'You save my life, Me nearly go under.” t was u close shave’" admitted Myl “Those cowards would have let you drow Well, we're none the worse for it except : wetting, and that can’t hurt us if we moy about. ~ We'll stay, and see the fun through.” 8o the three lads squirmed once more to the in the body guard English Then, with he hastened ked fire,” he Sahib Chesney. A GHASTLY WHITE FACE AT THE BARS front of the crowd. The situation now bor dered on a panic. The wing of the palace was wrapped In flames from top to bottom, and the whole building seemed doomed. A string of servants poured incessantly out, bearing costly furniture. More fire engines arrivec and got to work amid great excite ment. town bell kept up a harsh Jingling. ““There comes the rajah's golden throne, arled Myles, as that priceless article was de posited in the court by a dozen servants. “My, don't It shine?’ gasped Jack wish T had its value in mojey.” At that instant two Hindoo soldiers ran toward the crowd waviing their swords warn ingly and shouting in loud tones. What Lhey sald was unintelligible, owing to the tumuit. “They are going (o attack us,” cried Jack, In alarm. “No, it's something about danger,” replied Myles. ‘‘Look, running, Come on, quick!" But before the boys could seek safety in flight they were surrounded by a madly strug. gling mob. Then came a fearful explosion that seemed to rend the very earth apart Myles and Paltu were dashed violently against Jack, and all three went down together, For a few seconds they lay there while a rain of stones, cement and charred timbers desconded on all sides. Then they staggered to their feet, stunned and dizzy. They were sarely bruised, too, for not & few of the wmob had ruthlessly trampled over them. At first all they saw was a curtain of pua- goot smoke. This slowly lMfted, revealing, whore he burning wiug of the psiace had L powder and everybody's The | | commen | ing bris. Groans and crles rose on the terror of the lads. They t side, and the yards " { them to s Whew! Th wing." It ns eems t Many ita, 1 clo: hav call,"” bee hat was osion m v n unde wai replied Myles eath the whol be out, anyw people hurt [ to Kever bearing ghastly burdens ne. Among the vi Hindoo soldiers who had g “They were likely hit sald Myles. “We had a you A few feet behind the lads were two lish officers, half concealed by the curlin smoke. “They say the rajah blew purpose to save one. ““There [ palace awa 8¢ ims was or n the alarm falling escape, up the wing on the rest of the bullding,” re “It was clever of him If he aid.’” “I have my doubts,” wered his com “It looks as though he had powde sives stored in th ons. t to be investigat officers moved off, ing on what the boys ventured noarer th sion They mast The an or t Th 3. and after briefly had just heard the scene of the explo Here, had taken but a few steps when the of debris blazed up in a dozen places lurid flames showed how complete was the destruction. The end of the palace gaped open, and through the shattered and tottering walls the interior of many apartm second and third floors could be see Far back in the excavation, and below the level of the ground, a section of one of the dungeon walls was visible. The burning tim- bers were stacked around it, but not high enough to conceal a part of a massive brazen | door. 1In this was set a square wicket, and behind it Myles suddenly espied a ghastly white face, and a pair of hands clutching the bars, Look!” he cried shrilly, “who's that?'" Good gracious, It's Pink Triscott,” yelled Jack, and the startling words had barely left his lips when the brazen door was desply burled under an avalanche of beams and masonry that thundered down from overhead. vinient. its on the | of debris failed to notice bef “Is that yon, Pink?" eried Jack Aye, my lad,” was the husky reply Lend a ‘and, quick, till T get out of this be e which the boys had thr rud put down ] re with m In 1e fMclently er through With a burst 1 him Pink the lamp, and the ht and main at the han fiv nutes the hole for the prisoner to crawl threw his arms uld never Are you hurt?” replied Triscott. lucky thing, for these ing to b your friends, and ‘ow did Wy boy, explained, an e a briet punt of the events of the evening. Wonderful!” muttered Pink, as he w Kk hands with Myles and Paltu nded deserter, am 1? ‘ave to stay branded for a time ot ret mission to perfor | place to talk. We t get away » at once. When we're in safe quar- tell you a tale that'll make your ‘air end. My ‘ead swims to thing of u know ‘ow to get out?” on," replied Myles, picking up the and leading the forward toward the main co turned | angle and face to face with one the palace ds, a stalwart, wicked sking Hindoo. Tho fellow was armed, but before he could use his weapons or make an outery Pink had him by the throat. There was a brief cuffle and down they went. The Hindoo's | head struck the stone floor with terrific for a rmly > I'm 18 well, 111 yet. I've But th ters I'l stand on T A “ | 1amy hur | the of 1t me gu That settles 'Im,” muttered Jack; * ‘elpless. Tear ‘is kummerbund off, Jack.” Though badly frightened the boys were able to lend assistance, and in a minute or two tho captive was securely bound and | gagged i his own sash. He was then iragged into one of the side passages. Myles again took the lead and the little party hurried on, op; you're going past the stairs,” whis- pered Jack “I know It,”” Myles answered. may not open from this side. afer exit, anyhow.” There is,” declared Pi “The panel There must k. “That's 'ow I A SQUFFLE AND or 4 moment the lads were dazed and horrified. ~ Had they seen aright, or was it only an illusion? Before they could fully realizo the discovery they were swept aside by the nolsy rush of the firemen and the crowd, and an instant later streams of water we up clouds of Jack found the fortress his side Let me go,"” he cried savagely held him. *“Pink is dead or dying down in that awful plag I must give the alarm There are English officers here, d they will belp me save him. Let go, I say.” But Myles only clung the tighter. ‘“Don't a_fool, Jack,” he pleaded. “If you give alarm ' Pink Is lost. We've got to outwit ajah, and I think I can do it. I was palace once with my father, and I secret way to the dungeons.” ad Jack. “I'll trust Oh! the rajah shall pay dear for this am If under the shadow of with his companions at hin wall, ther think he will,” muttered M “Whew, it seems like a fairy tale. I can hardly believe it." “Don’'t stop to talk,” “How about Paltu?” “It's safer to take him “He's all right, Jack protested with anyho us,” sald help save poor sahib,” plied the litle Hindoo. “Good for you,” whispered Myles. on, now, while no one is looking. He quickly led his companions into the gloomy space between the side of the palace and the fortress. They were too excited to give thought to the perils of the mad and foollardy enterprise on which they were embarking. = Under cover of the shrub- bery they rounded the angle of the building and found one of the rear entrances open and unguarded. Myles had ¢ stoutly re- “Come unted on this, feeling satis- fied that every one would be in front With fast-beating hearts they entered the palace and passed hurriedly through a hall and two vast rooms—all dense with smoke and stripped of most of their furniture “Do you know where you are going?"’ ked Jack, anxiously. ‘Yes, I'm on the righ Myles. “Ah, here we ar He opened a door, revealing a narrow corridor hung with costly paintings and cur tains siiver lamp burned dimly on a bronze tabl Ho jerked ran his fing track,” whispered one of the curtains aside and s over the beautifully enam- cled wall. Suddenly an invisible panel slid back and a yawning black hole was see A draft of cool air blew into the corridor. “Jove!" how did you do it?' exclaimed Jack “The rajah touched the spring accidentally when he was showing father and me the lecorated walls,” Myles answered. *Lucky wasn't it? Come on, we're all right now." He snatched the lamp and led the way Into the secret passage. Jack came last and drew the panel shut. A winding stair- so confronted the lads, and they quickly Jescended between the massive walls of granite, The tumult outside could no longer be heard. The silence was intense and’ oppressive At the bottom of the stairs was a gallery with diverging corridors on sides.” The boys halted in perplexity. had lost thelr bearings completely, and knew not which way to turn he air was full of a pungent powder smoke that made breathing difficult and painful Suddenly they heard a dull pounding noise. “That's Pink,” cried Jack. “Thank God ho's MMy “This way," said Myles," we'll find him.' They dashed off at full spesd in the direc tion of the sound. It led them to the end of the main corridor, and then sharply to the left between blank walls of masonry. At the bottom of this passage they wers checked by a pryamid of loose stone and mortar. The explosion had caved in the roof and sides. “No use,’ sald Myles, in might have remembered that ald only have one door, we saw that choked up by I'm afraid"— “Hark! Sahibos, rupted Palta. Just then & head and pair of shoulders long both They despair. “We the dungeon and you know the fall of stone. he noise again,” inter- playing on the hissing flames and send- | y s Myles | DOWN THEY WENT. was brought In ‘ere the first time. he main ‘all, close to the court.” Then we've got to find it,” sald Myles, lie pushed on more rap “It won't be hard.* | This assertion sounded very cheering, but nfortunately it was not realized. After & through a maze of corridors for y ten minutes the fugitives began to spair. The underground floor of the palace evidently a labyrinth to which none but | an experienced guide could find a clew. *“We must keep on," exclaimed Myles the only chance.” And a deuced slim one, 1ad,” “It we're found off on the sp: The boys exchanged frightened For ten minutes longer they vho now undertook to lead. ar and ama ack at the s guard the floor, “Wo've claimed It opens ly “Its ndded Pink. down ‘ere our ‘eads will go glances. followed Pink, Then, to their sment, they found themselye ene of the struggle with the The latter's tulwar and spear lay on marking the spot. been t ing in a circl Pink. “Now we must begin again. These may come ‘andy.” He picked up the weapons, keeping the spear for himself and giving the tulwar, which was a covered sword, to Jack. “Let's try the stairway,” suggested Myles. “It's the last chanc They hurried in that direction, but before the distance was half covered they heard an uproar straizht ahead—voices, and shufling steps, and the clatter of arms, “It's the guards coming to look for me,” Pink muttered hoarsely, “Then we're lost,” gasped Jack. shall we do?” At this eritical moment Myles obs ed an iron door in the side of the corridor. He threw himself against it, and to his relief it grated in d. “The ds don't see us yet,” pered. “Let’s hide here until they Then we will tackle the stairs, An instant later the fugitives friendly shelter of a cell, little they had exchanged one peril for another | Just as Pink extinguished the lamp and Myles closed the door, a low, bloodeurdling snarl rang out of the darkness. (To be Continued.) HOW A BISHOP CUT WooD, heard of the Great who built the cathedral at Win | chester, and how he got the timber which | 1s still on’the roof of the cathedral? It is | rather an 0dd story aud I will tell it to you, | as 1t was told to me by the verger when I | was at Winchester—and told, indeed, while | wo walked in the loft among the beams and | ratters in question. William the queror was a king who | loved his trees, and would hardly part with any of his timber. When the bishop wa | building the cathedral he came to the king {and asked leave to cut wood from the forest | of Hempage to finish the noble work he had carried on for many years. “Wood from my forest of Hempage? Nay, that you cannot have,” said King William. “But, sire, how can I make a roof for my athedral without timber? Will your majesty bishops In those days were formidable ene- mies, before whom many a king had trembled | The bishop urged his claims and may even grud e trees of the forest to the house ' sald the bishop, fearlessly | The king did not want to yield, but | have used threats until at length King Wil | aid, “Go, then, my lord bishop, and take | iany trees as you can fell in o day—but | no more.” The bishop went gladly and c ing to his domain, which was like a little ex- over “What he whis- get past, were in the dreaming that Have Walkelin, you ever a7 | a head me in the | 1894 boughs St astine had preached to the Britons in days long gone by even then. The | Gospel Oak, as it was called, still stands, | protected by an iron railing, the sole relio of | | the ancient forest which the bishop of Win- | | chester laid low ‘“for the house of God." Truly, the bishop was a “‘muscular Christian” {=for ail I know he laid nside his robes and | mitre, and wielded the axe that day himself. He was a firm believer In exercise, as another tale will prove. The cathedral is not the only monument to this great man. With his enormous reve nues he founded and built & college at Ox | ford, called the “New Coll It was built before America was discovered. He also en- dowed the famous boys' school at Wincheste {and made many rules whereby the safety and health of t rs were (0 be secured. | | One of these was hat the boys should walk to the top of a high' hill, some distance from he school, three fifhes every day! There i worthy cook livifig near the foot ,of th hill who until receptly, when the rile w abolished, used to go up the steep path after the boys with trays of his wares and no doubt found a good markst among the tired little | fellows! How they” put the walk In three times I cannot imagine—think of it, girfs and boys, sometimes when you are disposed to grumble at efrands around the block! THE LION OF THE NORTH, Adol- | | | | King of Swe Gustavus 4 nth olphus, king of Sweden in the century, 1s a Norse hero of | renown, He was not a peacemaker s we of this day would want our kings to be, but you must remember that in those times every king had to fight te keep peace; Wwhich sounds odd, but is correct, for if he was not always well armed one of the| other treacherous natlons would steal upon | him and take away his kingship and make his people their captives. In the great thirty years' war, of which every boy and girl has read, it was impossible to be peace- ful; every one was snarling at every one else. But Gustavus Adolphus was the great cen tral figure in all this era. He was brave and gentle, kind yet dauntless. He was fearless of danger and sometimes he would rush out on the fleld and engage in single combat With the leader of the opposing forces. He was born in the royal palace at Stock- holm in 1504, at a time when great religlous controversy was stirring up the whole known world. To quote Gustavus’ father, “War and gospel were the true business of a king of Sweden.” sevente high To his father, therefore, the young king owed the benefits of an excellent education. The young lion of the north (as he grew to be called), had his education looked after by a tutor and not a few court ladies. John Skytte, who taught the prince, was a man who had traveled for ten years over the known world and had seen every place worth ng. It was to him probably that Gus tavus owed that broad diplomacy which showed to such advantage later on When the young lion was 17 he could speak seven languages. He used to write the funniest letters, Knowing languages 8o rfectly, he would mix into one letter Latin, man, French and Swedish, using the shortest and readiest word in each language that expressed his thought. Even to de. cipher one of his letters now fs worse than the fifteen puzzle to a good linguist When his horoscope was cast—for th nations were mostly superstitious—a glorious caréer and violent death were predicted but that was an easy thing to prophesy in those warring days. Every one knew it would be the young king's duty to protect his faith, so he was also nicknamed the ‘Protestant Prince." Two stories are told of him when ho was | quite a little boy that serve to show how | fearless he was. ~Once his father, King Charles, took him down to Kalmar to see a fleet of warships. Which of the ships does your high- officer asked the boy. " he ansivered, ‘‘because she has more guns on board than the others.,” In after life he proved that guns were the essentials of his trade. nurse satd to him one day when they e ont walking,i “You must not go Into wood; there are great big serpents there.” The young lion, without becoming the least disturbed, said, “Well, give me a big stick then; I'll soon kill them,” and he walked right on into the wood It was the manner in which he terwards treated all enemies. He was taught all kinds of athlstics naturally, for that r were the most mus cular and vigorous in the world. When King Charles was dying son this ise bit of advice, wh repeating, for it ¢an do as carried out by every boy and girl as by the king of Sweden: “Honor thy father and mother, be tender to thy sisters, be gracious to thy inferiors, treat all men fairly, -but only entirely when thou hast learnéd to know them.” There was no need of Instruction in soldier- ing to the 17-year-old king, for Gustavus | used to steal away from sleep and read all the books of warfare he could find, and as a princa (of 16) he was hurt and mortified because they wouldn’'t let him serve in the war against Russia. Imagine then how elated he was when a little la he was solemnly knighted allowed to lead his own troops. He wa ul in the begin ning and yet he was only a stripling, some- he gave his ch I8 worth ch good if a ADOLPHUS, thing over 16 years old. The sword once in his hand, he showed the blood of the old | Norsemen and no one could stop him; fight he would and d.d until people began to look at him in awe. Even as a boy he was honest and God- true to himself and the world, and ant remark was “may I never blush for my dee When at hood had that the 17 he was made always been King his boy- a splendid one old king dying said contentedly I leave all things in better hands than pine.” As to his personal appearance, there s a letter preserved written by, a Dutch ambassador who was present when the Lion of the North was receiving the pledges of his subjects, and I will quote it “His ‘majesty,” be wrote, his throne to receive with head uncovered, dressed in satin trimmed with black fur and with black silk, cloak on his shoulder (his badge of mourning). There was a canopy over his Lead; on his right hand the regalia of Sweden on a marble table with silver feet; he ix elender of figure, well set up, with rather a pale complexion, a long shaped face and fair h A boy of high ourage, an excellent speaker and courteous with all men; from a youth of such promise great things are expected.” This was his boyhood He dled “with his boots on,” shot to death “‘stood before kingdom, over which he had absolute power, | he mustered his llegemen and retainers for a | grand woodcutting expedition. At the bishop's | palace hundreds of men were daily fed, and | he could bring thousands to the field in time ‘ of war, for every one in Lis see was subject | to him—"In mind, body and estate.” Hoe| must have summoned all his subjects that | day, for never was ch a woodeutting known | in Bngland. To the forest they went in an | army and chopped from the rising of the sun | | Uil night descended—and at the end of the| day not a tree was left standing in Hempage wood! Not a tree? Yes, one was kept sacred Trom marauding axe, because under its on the battlefield when a glorious victory was in sight. As h's enemies rode up to him when he was fallisg from his white oharger. they asked: “Who are you? And he answered I am the king of Sweden, who do seal the liberty and religion of the nation with my blood So died the great Lion of the North, who lived and fought, and died—all gloriously— that his faith in God and, right should be- come the faith of all men CLARE Cook's Tmperial. 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