THE 8EMLWEEKLY TRIBUNE, NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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A Thrilling Story of German Intrigue Among
the Fierce Hillmen of India During the War
KING WITNESSES THE FASCINATING DANCE OF A DUSKY
BEAUTY-BY RESISTING HER CHARMS HE OUTWITS
ONE WHO WOULD GLADLY SEE HIM DEAD
Synopsis, At tlio beginning of the world war Copt. Athclstnn
King of the British Indian army nnd of Its secret service, Is ordered
to Delhi to meet Yasminl, n dancer, nnd bo with her to Khlnjun to
qnlct the outlaws there who nro said by spies to ho preparing for u
Jihad or holy war. On his way to Delhi King quietly foils a plan to
assassinate him nnd gets evidence that Yusiulnl Is after him,
CHAPTER II Continued.
Within ten minutes Hyde wns nslecp,
snoring prodigiously. Then King pulled
out the knife again nnd studied It for
half nn hour. The blade was of bronze,
with nn edge hammered to tho keen
ness of n razor. Tho hilt was of near
ly pure gold, In tho form of a woman
dnnclng. Tho whole thing was so ex
quisitely wrought thnt ago had only
softened tho lines, without in the least
impairing them. It looked like one of
those Greclnn toys with which Ilomnri
women of Nero's day stabbed their
lovers. But that was not why he be
gan to whistle very softly to himself.
Presently he drew out the general's
package of papers, with tho photograph
on the top. lie stood up, to hold both
knife nnd papers closo to the light In
tho roof.
It needed no great stretch of Imagi
nation to suggest a likeness between
tho woman of the photograph and the
other, of the golden knlfe-hllt. And
nobody, looking at him then, would
have dared suggest ho lacked imagina
tion. If tho knife had not been so ancient
they might havo been portraits of the
eamo womnn, in the same disguise,
taken nt the same time.
"She knew I had been chosen to
work with her. Tho general sent her
Word that I am coming," he muttered
to himself. "There must havo been n
spy watching at I'cshawur, who wired
to Rnwal-Plndl for this man to Jump
tho truln and go on with tho Job. Why
should she give the man a knife with
her own portrait on It? In she queen
of a secret society? Well wo shall
aeol"
IIo lay back with his head on tho
pillow, nnd before flvo minutes more
had gone ho wns asleep. Ills mobile
face In rcposo looked Roman, for the
sun had tnnncd his skin and his noso
was aquiline. In museums, where
sculptured heads of Roman generals
tind emperors stand nround tho wull
on pedestals, It would not bo difficult
to pick several that bore more than a
faint resemblance to him. He had
breadth and depth of forehead and a
Jowl thnt lent itself to smiles as well
as sternness, end a throat that ex
pressed manly determination In every
molded line.
IIo slept llko a boy until dawn ; and
ho nnd Hydo hud scarcely exchanged
another dozen words when tho truln
screamed next day Into Delhi station.
Then ho saluted stiffly nnd was gone.
CHAPTER III.
Delhi boasts a round half-dozen rail
way stations, nil of them designed with
regard to war, so that to King thero
was nothing unexpected In the fact
Uiat tbo train had brought him to an
unexpected station. Ho plunged Into
llJi crowd much na n man In tho mood
might plungo Into n whirlpool. Tho
station screamed echoed, reverberated,
hummed. At ono mluuto tho wholo
building shook to tho thunder of n
grinning regiment; nn Instant later It
clattered to the wrought-steol ham
mer of.n thousand hoofs, as led troop
horses dnnccd Into formntlon to Invndo
tho waiting trucks. Soldiers of nearly
every Indian mllltnry caste stood about
everywhere. Down tho back of each
plutform Tommy Atkins stood In long
sirnignt lines, talking or munching
igrcnt sandwiches or smoking.
Threading his way In nnd out among
tho motley swarm with n great black
cheroot between his teeth nnd sweat
running Into his eyes from his helmet
band, Athelstan King strodo nt ease
at homo Intent amused awako
Mid almost awfully happy. Ho wns
not In tho least less happy becnuso
perfectly nwnro that a native was foi
lewlng him nt a distance, although ho
did -wonder how tho natlvo hud con
trlved to pnss within tho lines. At tho
end of fifteen minutes thero was not n
glib staff officer thero who could havo
deceived him as to tho numbers and
destination of tho forco entraining.
"Kcrachl I" ho .told himself, chewing
tho butt of his cigar nnd keeping well
ahead of tho shadowing native, no
did not havo to return Bnlutes, becauso
ho did not look for them. Very few
pcoplo noticed him at all, although ho
was recognized onco or twlco by for
mer messmates. At his leisure In his
own wry, thnt was dovlous and Hko a
trlng of miracles ho Altered toward
tho telegraph office. Tho natlvo who
bad followed him all this tlmo drow
closer, but he did not let himself bo
troubled by that.
Co whispered proof of Ids Identity
to tho telwrrayh clerk, who was n Royal
of
the
engineer, new to that Job that morn
ing, and a sealed telegrnm was handed
to 1 1 1 in nt once. Because It was war
time, and the censorship hud closed
on India like a throttling string, It
was not In code. So tho Mlrza All, of
tho Fort, Bombay, to whom It wns
addressed, could bo expected to rend
between tho lines.
Cattlo Intended for slaughter, dispatched
Bombay on Fourteen down. Meet train.
Will bo Inspected cn route, but should bo
dealt with carefully on arrival. Cattle
Inclined to stampede owing to bad scaro
received north of D ilil. Tako nil pre
cautions and notify Abdul.
SULIMAN.
"Good!" he chuckled. "Let's hope
wo get Abdul too. I wonder who ho
Is!"
Still uninterested In tho man who
shadowed him, ho walked back to tho
office window nnd wrote two tele
grams; one to Bombay, ordering tho
arrest of All Mlrza of tho Fort, whh
an urgent admonition to discover who
his man Abdul might be, and to seize
him as soon as found ; tho other to tho
station In tho north, Insisting on close
confinement for Sullman.
Thnt being all tho urgent business,
ho turned leisurely to face his shadow,
and tho native met his eyes with tho
engaging frankness of an old friend,
coming forward with outstretched
hand. They did not shako hnnds, but
tho man made a signal with his fingers
that Is known to not moro tlinn-n dozen
men in all tho world, nnd that changed
tho situation altogether.
"Walk with me," said King, and tho
man fell Into stride besldo him.
IIo wns n Rangar which Is to say a
Rajput who, or whose ancestors had
turned Mohammedan. Llko many Raj
puts' ho was not a big man, but lie
looked fit and wiry; his head scarcely
came nbovo the level of King's chin,
although his turban distracted ntten-
tlon from tho fact. The turban was of
silk and unusually large.
Tho whitest of well-kept teeth,
gleaming regularly under a llttlo black
waxed mustache betrayed no traco of
bctclnut or other mistiness. King wns
not so Buro that tho eyes wero brown,
nnd ho changed his opinion about their
color n dozen times within tho hour.
Onco ho would oven havo sworn they
wero green.
Tho man was n regular Rnngnr
dandy, of tho typo thnt can bo scon
playing polo almost any dny at Mount
Abu that gets Into mischief with a
grace duo to practice and heredity
"I Have a Message for You."
but thnt does not mnnngo its estates
too well, as a rule, nor pay its debts
In n hurry.
"My nnmo Is Rewn Gungn," ho said
In a low voice. "I havo a mcssugo for
you."
"From whom?"
"From her I" said tho Rnmrar. nnd
without exactly knowing why, or be
ing picaBca with himself, King felt ex
cited.
They wero walking toward tho sta
tion exit. King had a trunk check in
his hand, but returned It to his pocket.
not proposing Just yet to let the
Raugnr overhear Instructions regard
Ing the trunk's destination; ho wns too
good-looking nnd too overbrimming
with personal charm to bo trusted thus
early In the game. Besides, thero was
ttyat captured knife, that hlnf-cd at lies
and treachery. Secret signs as well no
loot have been stolen before now.
"I'd like to walk through tho streets
and see the crowd."
lie smiled as ho said that, knowing
well that the average young Rajput of
good birth would rather fight a Uger
with cold steel than walk n mile or
fwo. He drew fire at onco.
"Why walk, King sahib? Are wo
anlmnls? There Is a carriage waiting
her carrlnge and n coachman whoso
ears were born dead. We might bo
overhenrd In the street. Are you and
I children, tossing stones Into a pool
to watch the rings widen 1"
"Lend on, then," unswered King.
Outside tho station was a luxurious
ly modern victoria, with C springs
and rubber tires, with horses thnt
would havo dono credit to n viceroy.
Tho Rnngar motioned King to get In
first, nnd the moment they were both
seated tho Rajput coachman set tho
horses to going like tho wind. Rewn
Gungn opened n Jeweled cigarette case.
"Will you have ono?" he asked with
tho air of royalty entertaining a blood
equal. King r.ccepted n cigarette for polite
ness' scl-a and took occasion to admlro
the man'a lender wrist, that was
doubtless hard and strong as woven
steel, but was not much moro than half
the thickness of his own. One of tho
questions that occurred to King that
minute wns why this well-bred young
ster whose ngo he guessed nt twenty-
two or so hnd not turned his attention
to tho army.
"My height I"
The man had read his thoughts I
"Not quite tall enough. Besides
you nro a soldier, nro you not? And
do you fight?" Then, nfter a minute
of rather strained silence: "My mes
sago Is from her."
"From Yasminl?"
"Who else?'
King accepted the rebuke with a lit
tle inclination of the head. He spoke
as little ns possible, becauso ho was
puzzled. Ho had become conscious of
a puzzled look in tho Rangar's eyes
and It only added to his problem If tho
uangnr found In him something Inex
plicable. Tho West can only get tho
uctter or tho East when tho East Is too
cock-sure.
"She has Jolly well gone North 1"
said tho Rangar suddenly, and King
shut his teeth with a snap. He sat bolt
upright, and the Rangar allowed him
self to look amused.
"Sho has often heard of you." ho
said.
"I've heard of her," said King.
"Of course I Who has not? Sho has
desired to meet you, sahib, over since
sno was told you are tho best man in
your service."
King grunted, thlnklnc of tho knife
boncnth his Bhlrt. Again, it was as If
tho Rangar read a part of his thoughts,
if not all of them. It is not difficult to
counter thnt trick, but to do it n man
must bo on his guard, or the East will
know what ho has thought and what
ho Is going to think, as many have dis
covered when it was too late.
"Her men aro able to protect any
body's llfo from nny God's number of
nssnsslns, whntever may lead you to
tiunk tho contrary. From now forward
your llfo is In her men's keeping I"
"Very good of her, I'm sure," King
murmured. IIo was thinking of tho
general's express order to apply for a
"passport" that would take him Into
Khlnjnn caves mentally cursing tho
necessity for nsklng any kind of favor
and wondering whether to ask this
man for It or wait until ho should meet
Ynsmlnl. Tho Rongnr answered his
thoughts again ns If ho had spoken
them aloud.
"Sho left this with mo, saying I am
to glvo it to you I I am to sny that
wherever you wear It, between hero
nnd Afghanistan, your life shall be safe
aud you muy come nnd go I"
King stared. Tho Rangar drew n
bracelet from an inner pocket nnd
held It out. It wns n wonderful bnr
barlc thing of pure gold, big enough
for n grown man's wrist, and old
enough to hnvo been hammered out In
tho very womb of time. It looked al
most llko ancient Greek, nnd It fas
tened with a hinge nnd clasp that
looked as If they did not belong to It
and might havo been mndo by a not
very skillful modern jeweler.
"Won't yon wear It?" asked Rewn
Gungn, watching him. "It will prove
n true talisman I What was tho name
of tho Johnny who hnd n lamp to rub?
Alnddln? It will be better thnn what
ho had I no could only command n lot
of bogles. This will glvo you nuthorlty
over flesh and blood 1 Tako It, sahib 1"
So King put It on, letting It slip up
his sleeve out of sight with a sensn
tlon ns tho snap closed of putting
hnndcuffs on himself. But the Rangar
looked relieved.
"That Is your passport, sahlh I Show
It to n hlllman whenever you suppose
yourself In danger. The Raj might
go to pieces, but while Yamlnl lives"
"Her friends will boast about her, I
suppose l"
King finished tho sentence for htm
becauso It Is not considered good form
By Talbot Mundy
Copyright by tlia Dobbs-Merrill Company
for natives to hint at possible dissolu
tion of the Anglo-Indian government.
Everybody knows that the British will
not govern India forever, but tho Brit
ishwho know It best of all, nnd work
to thnt end most fervently nro tho
only ones encouraged to talk about It.
For n few minutes nfter that Rewn
Gungn held his pence, while tho car
riage swayed at breakneck speed
through tho hwnrmlng streets. King,
watching and saying nothing, did not
believe for n second tho lnmo expla
nation Yasminl hnd left behind. Sho
must hnvo some good reason for wish
ing to bo first up tho Khyber, nnd ho
wr.8 very sorry Indeed sho hnd slipped
away. It might be only Jealousy, yet
why should sho bo Jealous?
It was tho next remark of tho
Rangar's that set him entirely on his
guard, nnd thenceforward whoever
could have read his thoughts would
have been moro than human. IIo hnd
known of that thought-reading trick
ever since his nyah (native nurse)
taught him to lisp Illndustnnee; Just
as surely he knew thnt Its Impudent
use was Intended to sap his belief In
himself.
"I'll bet you a hundred dibs," said
tho Rangar, "that sho decided to bo
there first and got control of the sltu
ntion! She's slippery, nnd quick, and
like all women, she's Jealous!"
The Rangar's eyes were on his, but
King wns not to be caught again. It Is
quite easy to think behind a fence, so
to spenk, If ono gives attention to It.
"She will bo busy presently fooling
those Afrldls," he continued, wnvlng
his cigarette. "Sho has fooled them
always, to the limit of their bnlly bent.
Yasminl plays her own game, for
amusement and power- n good game
a deep game! You havo seen already
how Indln has to ask her aid In the
'Hills!' She loves power, power,
power not for Its name, for v&vion
arc nothing, but to uso It."
"How long have you known her?"
asked King.
The Rnngnr eyed him sharply.
"A long time. She and I played to;
gether when wo were children. It Is
because sho knows mo very well thnt
sho chose me to travel North with you,
when you start to find her In the
'Hills'!"
King cleared his throat, nnd tho
Rangar nodded, looking Into his eyes
with the engaging confidence of n child
who never has been refused anything,
In or out of reason. King made no ef
fort to look pleased.
Just then tho coachmnn took n last
corner nt a gallop and drew tho horses
up on their haunches nt a door In a
high white wall. Rewa Gunga sprang
out of tho carriage before the horses
were quite at a stnndstlll.
"Here wo are I" he snld, and King
noticed that tho street curved hero so
that no other door and no window
overlooked this one.
Ho followed the Rnngnr, and he was
no sooner Into tho shadow of tho door
than tho coachman lashed tho horses
nnd tho carriage swung out of view.
"This wny," said tho Rangar over
his shoulder. "Comol"
CHAPTER IV.
It was a musty smelling entrance, so
dark that to see wns scarcely posslblo
nfter tho hot glnro outside. Dimly
King mndo out Rewa Gunga mounting
stairs to tho left and followed him.
When ho guessed himself two stories
nt least abovo road level, thero was a
sudden blazo of reflected light and ho
blinked nt moro mirrors thnn ho could
count. Curtains wero reflected In each
mirror, and llttlo glowing lamps, so
cunningly arranged that it was not pos
slblo to guess which were real and
which wero not. King stood still.
Then suddenly, ns If sho had dono It
a thousand times before nud surprised
a thousand people, a little nut-brown
maid purled tho middle pair of cur
tains nnd said "Salaam I smiling with
teeth that wero ns white us porcelain.
King looked scarcely Interested and
not at all disturbed.
Rewa Gungn hurried past him,
thrusting tho little maid aside, and led
tho way. King followed him Into n
long room, whose walls were hung
with richer silks than nny ho remem
bered to hnve seen. In a great wide
window to ono sldo some twenty wom
en began at onco to make flute music.
Silken punkahs swung from chnlns,
wafting bnck and forth a cloud of san
dalwood smoko that veiled tho whole
scene In mysterious, scented mist.
"Bo welcome!" lnughed Rewa Gun
ga ; "I am to do tho honors, since sho
Is not here. Bo seated, suhlb."
King choso a dlvnn at the room's
farthest end, near tall curtains- thnt
led Into rooms beyond. lie turned his
back toward the reason for his choice.
On n little lvory-lnlnld ebony tnblo
about ten feet nwny lay a knife, that
was nlmost the exnet duplicate of tho
ono Inside his shirt. Uo could sense
hushed expectnncy on every side
could feel the eyes of many women
fixed on him nnd began to draw on
his guard s n fighting mnn draws on
armor. There and theu ho deliberately
set himself to resist mesmerism, which
Is the East's chief weapon.
Rewa Gungu, perfectly at homo,
1
sprawled leisurely nlong a cushioned
couch with n grace that the West has
not learned yet ; but King did not make
tho mistake of trusting him nny better
for his easy manners, and his eyes
sought swiftly for some unrhythmic,
unplnnned thing on which to rest, that
ho might save himself by a sort of
mental leverage.
Glnnclng nlong the wall that faced
the big window, he noticed for tho first
time u huge Afrldl, who sat on a stool
nnd leaned bnck against the silken
hangings with arms folded.
"Who Is that man?" he nsked.
"no? Oh, ho Is n snvnge Just a
big savage," said Rewa Gunga, looking
vaguely nnnoyed.
"Why Is he here?"
Ue did not dare let go of this chnnce
side Issue. He knew thnt Rewa Gun
ga wished him to talk of Yasminl and
to ask questions about her, nnd thnt If
ho succumbed to that temptation nil
his self-control would be cunningly
sapped nwny from him until his se
crets, nnd his very senses, belonged to
some one else.
"What Is ho doing here?" ho Insisted.
"He? Oh, he does nothing. Ho waits,"
purred the Rangar. "He Is to be your
body-scrvaut on your Journey to the
North. He Is nothing nobody nt all I
oxci.pt that ho is to be trusted ut
terly because ho. loves Yasminl. He Is
obedience I A big-obedient fool I Let
him bel"
"No," snld King. "If he's to bo my
mnn I'll spenk to hlml"
He felt himself winning. Already
tho spell of the room was lifting, nnd
he no longer felt the cloud of sandal
wood like a veil across his brain.
"Won't you tell him to como hero to
me?"
Rewn Gungn laughed, resting his silk
turbnn against tho wall hangings and
clasping both hands about his knee. It
cas cc s. niRh might laugh who has
been touched In n bout with foils.
"Oh! Ismail 1" he called, with a
voice llko a bell, that made King stnre.
Tho Afrldl seemed to como out of n
deep sleep and looked bewildered, rub
bing his eyes and feeling whether his
turbnn was on straight. IIo combed
his beard with nervous fingers as he
gnzed about him and caught Rewa
Gunga's eye. Then he sprang to his
feet.
"Come 1" ordered Rewa Gungn.
Tho mnn obeyed.
"Did you see?" Rewn Gunga
chuckled. "He rose from his place like
a buffalo, rump first nnd then shoulder
after ohoulder! Such men nro safe!
Such men have no guile beyond what
will help them to obey! Such men
think too slowly to Invent deceit for
Us own snkel"
The Afrldl como nnd towered nbjive
them, sfnndlng with gnarled hands
knotted Into clubs.
"What Is thy name?" King asked
him,.
"Ismnll 1" he boomed.
"Thou art to be my servant?"
, "Ayo I So said she. I am her man.
I obey I"
"When did she say so?" King asked
him blandly. The hlllman stroked his
grent beard and stood considering the
question. King entered a shrewd sus
picion thnt he was not so stupid as he
chose to seem. His eyes wero too
Imwk-brlght to bo a stupid man's.
"Before sho went away," ho an
swered nt last.
"When did she go away?"
no thought again, then" "Yesterday,"
he said.
"Why did you wait before you an
swered?" Tho Afrldl's eyes furtively sought
Rewa Gungn's and found no aid there.
WatcWrg tit Itangnr less furtively,
but even less obviously, King wns
aware that his eyos wero nearly closed,
ns If they wero not Interested. Tho
fingers thnt clasped his knee drummed
on it Indifferently, peeing which King
allowed himself to smile.
"Never mind," ho told Ismnll. "It Is
no matter. It is- over well tp think
twlco before speaking onco, for thus
mistakes dlo stillborn. Only tho mon-key-folk
thrive on qsilck ansTfcrv-s it
not so? Thou nrt a man of many Inches
of thew and slnewifej, but thou
nrt a man 1 If tho heart within those
great ribs of thine Is true as thine
arms are strong I shnll bo fortunato
to havo thee for n sorvant I"
"Aye!" snld tho Afrldl. "But what
aro words? Shn has sold I am thy
servant, nnd to hear her Is to obey!"
"Then, tnke me & telegram!" said
King.
He began to wrlto nt onco on a hnlf
shect of paper that he tore from n let
ter he had In his pocket, transposing
Into cypher ns ho went nlong.
YaBtntnl has sxwe North. Is there any
reason at your end vtay I should not
follow her at onco?
Ho nddressed U In plain English to
his friend the general n't Pcshawur,
nnd hnnded It to Ismail, directing him
cnrefully to a government office where
the cypher signature would bo recog
nized and tho telegrnm given prece
dence. Ismnll stalked off with It, striding
like Moses dovn ljom Slnnl hook
nose hnwk-eye flowing beard dig
nlty nnd all, and King settled down to
guard himself ngalnst tho next at
tempt on his sovereign self-command.
Now ho chose to not'.co the knife
on the ebony table as If ho hnd not
seen It before. He got up and reached
for It nnd brought It bnck, turning It
over and over In his hnnd.
"A strnngo knife," ho snld.
"Yes from KhlnJan," snld Rewn
Gungn, and King eyed him ns one woK
eyes another.
"What makes you say it Is from
KhlnJan?"
"She brought it from KhlnJan caves
herself! There Is another knlfo that
matches It, but that Is not here. That
bracelet you now wear, Bahlb, Is from
KhlnJan caves too ! Sho has the secret
of the cnvesl"
"I havo heard that the 'Henrt of tho
Hills' Is there," King nnswercd. "Is
tho ncart of tho Hills' a treawiro
house?"
Rewa Gunga laughed.
"Ask her, sahib 1 Perhaps sho will
tell you! Perhaps sho will let yon
seel Who knows? She Is a woni&n of
resource and unexpectedness let her
women dance for you n while."
King nodded. Then ho got up and
laid tho knife back on tho llttlo table.
A minute or so later ho noticed that
nt n sign from Rewn Gunga a womnn
left the grent window place and spir
ited the knife nwny.
"Mny I have a sheet of paper?" ho
nsked, for ho knew thnt another fight
for lils self-commund wns due.
Rewa Gungn gave nn order, and a
maid brought scented paper on a sil
ver tray, no drew out his own foun
tain pen, and since his one object wns
to give his brain employment, he wroto
down n list of the nnmes he had mem
orized In the train on the journey from
Pcshawur, not thinking of n uso for
the list until he had finished. Then,
though, a real use occurred to him.
While he began to wrlto more than
a dozen dancing women swept Into tho
room from behind the silk hangings In
a concerted movement thnt was nil
lithe slumberous grace. Wood-wind
music called to them from the great
.TVAETtr
The Afrldl Came and Towered Abovi
Them.
deep window. They began to chant,
still dreamily, nnd with the chant the
dance began, In and out, round nnd
round, lazily, ever so lazily, wreathed
In buoyant gossamer that was scarcely
more solid than the sandalwood smoko
they wafted Into rings.
King watched them nnd listened to
their chant until he begnn to recognize
the strnln on the eye muscles that pre
cedes tho mesmeric spell. Then ho
wrote and read what ho had written
nnd wrote ngnln.
"What have you written?" asked n
quiet voice at his ear; and ho turned
to look straight In the eyes of Rowa
Gunga, who had leaned forward to
read over his shoulder. Just for one
second he hovered on tho brink of
quick defeat. Having escaped tho
Scylla of the dancing women, Cliaryb
dls waited for him In tho shape of eyes
that were pools of hot mystery. It was
tho sound of his own voice that brought
him back to tho world again and saved
his will for him unbound.
"Read It, won't you?" he laughed.
"If you know, tako this pen and mark
the names of whichever of those men
aro still in Delhi."
Rewn Gunga toot pen and paper and
set a mark against somo thirty of tho
names, for King had a manner that
disarmed refusal.
King began to watch tho dance
again, for it did not feel safe to look
too long Into the Rangar's eyes. It was
not wise Just then to look too long nt
anything or to think too long on any
ono subject.
"Ismail Is slow about returning,"
said tho Rangar.
"I wrote at tho foot of tho tar," sola"
King, "that they aro to detain him
thero until the answer comes."
Kino tricks the Rangar and
rescues some of Yasmlni's cut
throats, whom he takes north
with him as grateful body
guards. (TO BI3 CONTINUED.
Famouo Family of Preachers.
Rev. Lyman Beecher, sometimes re
ferred to as "founder of the Beecher
family," had seven sons who wore
preuchers. Beginning with' tho oldest,
uicy were: wiuinm Henry Beecher,
born In 1802; Edward Beecher, bom
In 1803: Georco Beecher. linrn In 1RTC):
Henry Ward Beecher, born In 1818;
Chnrles Beecher, born In 1815; Thorn
ns 1C. Beecher. horn In 1824. and
James 0. Beecher, born In 182B.