Argosy, Vol. 147, No. 1 — page 136: what you’re looking at

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it, when they camped, Barlow had insight into the fine courtesy, the nobility that breeds into the bone of ho live by the sword and ride where will, The Pindaris built their camp to one side, and two of them came to e the sahib had spread his blankets - the ¢onga and built a circle of smudge s from chips of camel dung to keep away lies. ‘Then they went back to their fel- 3, anc when Barlow had pulled the aket over himself to sleep the clamor of And Bootea had been treated like a acess. At each village that they passed e would ride in and rejoin the cavalcade ne, and fresh vegetables; and a mention a} ment would only draw a frown, an Jamation of, “ Shookur! These are but fits from Allah. There has been more han payment that we have not cut off the ptwal’s head, not even demanded a peep the money chest. We are looked upon as m who confer favors.” ft was the second day, one of the horses 1 the fonga showing lameness, ot perhaps 2 weariness, for the yoke of the tonga oss their backs did not ride with the ease a man, the jamadar went into a village 1 came forth with his men leading two -fed horses. Again when Barlow spoke pay for them the jamadar answered, Ee ae 3 e will leave these two with the unbe- ers, and a message, in the name of jah, that when we return if the horses leave are not treated like those of the 5 there will be throats slit. Bisomillah! rs; they should be grateful.” > road n through the large towns of yal and Sehore, and at each place lar Jemla explained to all and sundry _ was a trusted officer with Sindhia, r were escorting a favorite for Sind- emi. Tt was a plausible story, ane “pack if there was a force . thes SE ba 7 oN * * a) * ¥ & . ee. = = >= ki * 2 ¥ - +" ») ere . 7 ee Sih * 1° —_ @ er | i. re. ‘= Lith _ = - ‘ , a s eee % - ver - a ra me it a ‘ ¢ - % On the fourth day, and now they were on a good trunk road that ran to Indore, and branching to the left that crossed the Nerbudda River at Mandhatta, they were constantly passing pilgrims on their way to the temple of Omkar. _— ‘ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY. In the affrighted eyes of the Hindus Barlow could read their dread of the Pindaris; they would cringe at the roadside and salaam, as fearful were they as if a wolf pack swept down the highway. The jamadar would laugh in his deep throat, and twist his black mustache with forefinger and thumb, and call the curse of Mahomet upon these worshipers of stone images and foul gods. He loved to ride stirrup to stirrup with the Englishman, and Barlow found delight in the man’s broad conception of life. The petty things seemed to have no resting place in his mind, unless perhaps as a matter for ridicule. The sweep of a country with free rein and a sharp sword, and always the hazard of loot or death, was an engrossing subject. Even the enemy who fought and bled and died, were men like themselves, by Allah, men! But the merchants, and the shopkeepers, and the moneylenders, who cringed and paid tribute when the Pindaris drove at them in a raid, were pigs, cowardly dogs who robbed the poor and gave only to the accursed Brahmins and their foul gods. He would dwell lovingly upon the feats of courage of the Rajputs, lamenti should be excluded fr they did such hand, because 0 ng that such fine men om heaven, dying as glorious deaths, sword in f their mistaken infidelity; they were souls lost because of being led away from a true god, the one god—Allah —through false priests. “ Mark thou, sa#ib,” Jemla said once, “ I do not hold that it is a merit in the sight of Allah to slay such except there is need, but when it is a jizad, a question of the su acy of a true god, Allah, or the saib’s god —which no doubt is one and the same—a@s against the evil gods of destruction and de- pravity such merit to slay the did clared. & g 2 sn Ae Co gee <= *}s “ae = - ad : ! a Mh: at a 2 ; > as Shiva and Kali, then it is a children of evil. R. much to put this matter right,” he ¢ ~ comicbooks.com ' ,