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On the next, Mustapha Kali in a fit of anger threw a native policeman into the river, and when his head appeared struck it with a barge-pole, and the man sank to rise no more. The three remaining policemen, two of whom were Soudanese, and true to Dicky, bound him and shut him up in a hut.
Proudly the tribe's charm boy sprang from the war-prau, and, to the astonishment of the soldiers, as well as the Moros, strutted up to the sergeant in charge and offered his hand, American fashion. "I'll be dinged, if it ain't Piang!" exclaimed Sergeant Greer. "Is this your old man, Piang?" he asked genially, pointing to Kali Pandapatan. The old chief stiffened at the apparent familiarity.
Whenever these dogs scratch the ground the dust of poison is in the air, and we die." "You are impolite, Mustapha Kali," said Dicky coolly, and offered him a cigarette. The next three days were the darkest in Dicky Donovan's career. On the first day there came word that Norman, overwrought, had shot himself.
It is the only notable temple in Calcutta, and is visited by tourists, but they are allowed to go only so far and no farther, for fear that Kali might be provoked by the intrusion. It is a ghastly, filthy, repulsive place, and was formerly the southern headquarters of that organized caste of religious assassins known as Thugs. A little beyond the Temple of Kali is the burning ghat of Calcutta.
The visitors were invited by Chunerbutty to enter an ornate temple of Kali, in which a number of Hindu women squatted on the ground before a gigantic idol representing the goddess in whose honour the Puja festival is held. The image was that of a fierce-looking woman with ten arms, each hand holding a weapon, her right leg resting on a lion, her left on a buffalo-demon.
He had done well under the old régime and, he was doing well under the new—thank God, or the Supreme Being, or the First Cause, or the goddess Reason herself, for all;—he would have invoked Dagon, Moloch, or Kali, quite as readily as the Saints and the Madonna, who has gone so utterly out of fashion of late.
Deaf to the anæmic whisper of compunction, remembering that sin taints only the weak, he will be translated to that dizzy eminence, where right and wrong, truth and untruth, become as pigmies, hardly discerned by the naked eye. There dwells Káli the shameless and pitiless; and believing our country that deity incarnate, her needs must be our gods.
It seemed to whisper to its distant mates, who nodded answer from their ranks at the edge of the clearing. Under this tree Piang paused, gazing fixedly at his beloved chief. "Piang," said Kali, "the time has come for you to prove that you are the chosen of Allah." A perceptible rustle followed this.
"Is it not poison?" asked Fielding grimly, yet seeing now a ray of hope in the sickening business. "It is cholera, effendi. Take me home to die." "Very well. Tell the people so, and I will take you home, and I will bury you with your fathers," said Fielding. Mustapha Kali turned slowly. "I am sick of cholera," he said as loudly as he could to the awe-stricken crowd.
Shall the sacred Motherland be inoculated with Western poison? It is for the young to decide to act. Nerve your arms with valour. Bring offerings acceptable, to the shrine of Kali Mai. Does she demand a sheep? A buffalo? A cocoanut? Ask yourselves. The answer is written in your hearts " His emaciated arms shot up and outward in a gesture the more impressive because it was maintained.
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