The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, January 14, 1906, Page 8

fii"”*":n.v'v\‘ VOCIU T i€ Ol WVCHLUL G piid f C Ldliu gi'\pv———r\»;-; ome re, spent elonged to y came to he was afrald the rupees for jung d 1 did not es after I got letters sioner to not make “ Iz romm, 2vo, 7ZEY WERE DZATEYY BACKS 2 S gooé thy to Yes was where godas ‘rested lose were at Tenan. Then Sabah will gallop for he is strong. and bring the like a bazaar e would yelp, He would not go be- and because of s of the jungle. little caugh- at a gal- eir houses they would Tun away, he government had taken their guns be killed, for the dacoits could shoot straight. Also they had not much to lose; and If the da- coits came they would give what tbey had—that was their way; it was easier. If Boh Pyu killed the padre, that was not of their doing; and if thoy were there Boh Pyu would kill them, too. Also Boh Pyu was their friend and my brother. He did not steal from the poor; but if any man were hungry, Boh Pyu would give him rice. That was Boh Pyu's way. “I went down by the mango tope, where it is so dark, near the paddy- fields, and called for Boh Pyu, but no one answered. The sound of my voice raised only the crows. which sleep in the big tamarinds there in thousands, es you know, sir. They screeched back at me like a thousand evil spirits till my voice was drowned. Then all the periah dogs in the village took up the ery d howled as-they do when a great 'ngye dies and goes to Nirvava. I had called many times, and looked, but I found no one. The dacoits are like the cobra; they hide, and you canpnot see them till they sting. Then I went to the church bungalow, for I knew the dacolts would go there, too. I will talk to Boh Pyu, who is my brother, I thought as I walked along, and keep him from doi{ng this evil thing. I was thinking, toe, of the Padre Thakine's wife and little girl who was almost of the age of Mindab. The dacoits would also kill these two, even the littie girl hair llke gold from Shwebo. I told the padre of the dacoits y. That was his way. He 3 my treachery, that I had brought them there to drive him from Yenan, so that my pagan’ gods—even Buddha Gaudama—might destroy the souls of the people. I was not angry, for I could see that he thought this was so. It will be four or five hours before the police can come, I told him We must shut the doors and drive the da- colts back until we hear the beat of their ponles’ hoofs.. “We hung a light out on the veran- @a, just at the top of the steps. Inside the bungalow was dark. By and by, while I was watching, I saw dark fig- ures moving in and out among the cro- tons in the compound. “They were coming closer to thie bun- galow. One man crept up the steps to the veranda. It was Boh Pyu. “I called to bim, ‘Ho, brother! It is L Pathanine Go away if you have come for evill’ “But he only laughed and spoke as the Burmans do, u! bad words. > 4 “1 #aid I would shoot him. and then he crept down the steps egain, and it ‘was still for a time. They were talk- "It was so odd, sahib; my brother Boh Pyu, who had come to kill the padre because of me, was there in the dark, and soon we would be fighting like enemies, trying to kill each other. And In the bungalow, beside me, was Padre Hoskins, watching lest I do him treachery. Only the little girl that was 7 like Mindah came and said that Patha- nine would drive the dacoits away. My N the midst of the flerce modern scramble for wealth and power has knightliness, that quality which im- pels one to pour out his life blood - in behalf of others, perished from the earth? If you think it has, listen to the story of two men who have died in London within a few weeks. Many kings and emperors, statesmen and generals will be forgotten before the renown that attaches to the names of Thomas J. Bar- nardo and George Williams will fade from public memory. On the shining list of those who loved thelr fellowmen their place is forever secure. Who'was Barnardo and what did he do? Forty years ago he was a medical stu- dent giving his evenings to teaching in a ragged schoo! in East London. One cold winter night g lad lingered after all the others had gofie. He told Barnardo that he wanted to stay In the warm room as he had no home or father and mother. “Stuff and nonsense! Don't tell me such storfes. Where are your friends, and where do you live?” sald Barnardo in- creduiously. ““Ain’t got any friends. Den't live nowhere.” “Could .there- be other such boys London?" The young doctor started out to investigate. He did not have to go far to find plenty of boys sieeping in boxes and on benches. A few nights later at a dinner party in the fashionable West End he told his friends what he nad dis- covered. They refused to believe his tale. He summoned a carriage and they ac- companied him to the dreary East End, where with their own eyes they saw the wretchedness of many little children. From this time Barnardo became the father of the “nobedy’s children” He hunted them up in the garrets and cel- lars, put clean clothes on thelr backs, taught them to read, put them Ia pleasant homes, helped them to Dbe- in heart grew much stronger because of}come self-supporting. sent multitudes t. “Mindah had startea at 10 o'clock, and while Boh Pyu was talking in the compound with the other dacoits, the padre's clock, which was on the table, struck 12.. Mindah is at Minbu now, I told the padre. In two hours, or per- haps three, the police will come. “‘If the dacoits break in before that,” to Canada to breathe the free alr the country. and in the course of ty years, with the help that came him from all classes In' English ciety, he enabled 55,000 orphan to live honorable lves. Most of would otherwise have been members of the eriminal class in less citles. He was a real ng!zia ts % asked the padre,‘what will they doT ““They will crueify you with yous head down,’ I sald “<And the wemen?’ he asked. “I don't kmow; I answered That was a sin, sahib, to tell that lie, for I a1d know, but I thought it would be much wrong to tell them what ¥ Enew —the mother and the girl that was like Mindah. ‘And you? he again questioned. ‘I shall be dead. “Just then I saw the figures creep- ing close to the steps again—three of them. When I called to them, they shouted. ‘Strike, strike!” In our tongus and rushed up on the veranda, aring the old muskets they had. I fived, foo, and one of ‘them dropped just across the top of the steps. The others went beck into the darkness again. Whea they fired I felt my arm as though some one had drawn a sharp nall down along the skin—a hot nall. When the dacots went back I looked, and thess was much blood. Something from one of the muskets had torn my arm. The gl who was like Mindah cried whea she saw It, and helped her mother bind it up while I watched at the door— tue wooden door with lattice in It “Three times the dacoits came back just the same way, sir; only fercer an® more wioked each time. The last time another plece of lead from & musket went through my body, and my heart grew heavy, for I was getting wealk, and I could not yet hear the gallop of Sabab, though it was close to the time for the police. And the padre, he too, fought the dacoits even as he fought against Buddha, with wicked deter- mination. He had no gunm, but omce, when two dacolits bad forced the door open & !ttle he rushed at them with & dah I had given him and smote oune of them so strongly that he lay on the veranda dead That time, t0o, they were beaten back, and we waited for the sound of the gallop of Sabah. “Even while we walted, I saw & light at the posts on which the veranda rest- ed. While the others fought, Bon Pyu bad set fire to the bungalow. T will put it out,’ I sald. “You will be shot—it is my place to g0,/ sald Hoskins Sahib, and with a blanket in his hand he dashed through the door. “L too, went, because if they ed him I could shoot. But Boh Pra.‘ who had fought much In the fungle. had planned it that way. You can't shoot a tiger In his lair, he knew, but it he comes to the balt it is easy. So they waited till we got close to the light of the fire, and then they shot with many guns, and rushed upon us. The Padre Sahib fell because of the gun shots; and I, too, fell beea of another bullet. I was aizzy, but I to my knees and shot; once, twice, just as they were reaching Hoskins Tha- kine. I thought of the little girl whe was like Mindah, and called aloud to Gaudama to help me. I heard Sabah galloping. for theiroad is Mard where it sweeps up past the church duagalow, and then there were many shots. I heard an English voice crying, ‘Thank God, we're just in timel “Then the fighting and the nolse pushed farther off into the dark, and the spperintendent, Gorden Thakime, came running up the steps to where we were both lying. And Mindah came, too. I grew more dizzy, and I eould , only see Mindah and the girl who was like Mindah kueeling beside me. " And Mindah's arm was under my head, and just as I fell aslesp Mindah and the other girl kissed me. When I woke up I was here.” “And Padre Hoskins™ I Pathanine, “was he killed?” “He is not here. If he, too, had fallen W asleep he would be here. He did not mean to do wrong. and thought to do good for my people.” Then I knew why Pathanine was there. Padre Hoskins meant well, but 4id not know. asked of the fatherless and to those who wers, as some one puts it, “damned into the world™ Instead of being fairly bown, he was a savior. When he died his praises were sounded in the churches from one end of the city to the other, and the work which he had so thor- oughly organized is now recelwing the support of royalty and of tie commeon people as well. George Williams did for young men a work similar to Barnardo's in behalf of children. Coming to Lounden mere than balf a century ago he was pained by the immorality of the young men, like him just starting In business. So he got a dozen of the Dbetter ones among them together and pledged them all to a nobler life. This was the first Young Men's Christian Assocla- tion In the world. Now they are found _J} all over the globe, In cities and col- leges, In armies and navies, in shops and factories to the pumber of more than 7009 separate societies As the organization which he foun:- ed grew he sought to have it brogd its scop& When a skeptical youth su J to him, “All religion ever did for * was to give me a farthing tragt™ -2 at once opened seaside homes, wb London young men could spemd o T holidays under safe surroundings. ? instigated the starting of classes ” mieliectual improvomeat. As he - S prospered in his business de gave - more liberally to the association. he Qelighted in every new of Uvity desigued 10 help youlg mew to © come pure and useful olftmens. Mo wonder that ten years ago Quaem Vic- toria kaighted George Williams aod that he came generally to Be lJooked upon as one of the great leaders 0 modern life and that in regponse to 3 general request he was burfed i Sain: Paul's Cathedral., where ha rests bv l'l:‘-kh of uh:r vallant Englishmen poured ou t Uielr Uves for the Two modern Knights igh technically and the oxh:‘v:n:l: ~ knight, dut Doth mighty facters in (he Worlk They were great - ..vn the greatness of uneelfishness, Dumity, mrvioe Whe follows in their ll‘.?‘