generalofpubliceducation。
　　Thenwesatdownoncleanwhitecushions，andIwasattheking’srighthandThreeminuteslaterhewastellingmethattheconditionofthemaizecropwassomethingdisgraceful，andthattherailwaycompanieswouldnotpayhimenoughforhistimber。
　　ThetalkshiftedtoandfrowiththebottlesWediscussedverymanyquaintthings，andthekingbecameconfidentialonthesubjectofgovernmentgenerallyMostofallhedweltontheshortcomingsofoneofhissubjects，who，fromwhatIcouldgather，hadbeenparalyzingtheexecutive。
　　“Intheolddays。”saidtheking，’~IcouldhaveorderedtheelephantyondertotramplehimtodeathNowImuste’ensendhimseventymilesacrossthehillstobetried，andhiskeepforthattimewouldbeuponthestateAndtheelephanteatseverything。”
　　“Whatbetheman’scrimes，RajahSahib？”saidI。
　　“Firstly，heisan’outlander，’andnomanofmineownpeople。
　　Secondly，sinceofmyfavorIgavehimlanduponhiscoming，herefusestopayrevenueAmInotthelordoftheearth，aboveandbelow-entitledbyrightandcustomtoone-eighthofthecrop？Yetthisdevil，establishinghimself，refusestopayasingletaxandhebringsapoisonousspawnofbabes。”
　　“Casthimintojail。”Isaid。
　　“Sahib。”thekinganswered，shiftingalittleonthecushions，“onceandonlyonceinthesefortyyearssicknesscameuponmesothatI
　　wasnotabletogoabroadInthathourImadeavowtomyGodthatIwouldneveragaincutmanorwomanfromthelightofthesunandtheairofGod，forIperceivedthenatureofthepunishmentHowcanIbreakmyvow？Wereitonlytheloppingoffofahandorafoot，IshouldnotdelayButeventhatisimpossiblenowthattheEnglishhaveruleOneoranotherofmypeople“-helookedobliquelyatthedirector-generalofpubliceducation-“wouldatoncewritealettertotheviceroy，andperhapsIshouldbedeprivedofthatruffleofdrums。”
　　Heunscrewedthemouthpieceofhissilverwater-pipe，fittedaplainamberone，andpassedthepipetome“Notcontentwithrefusingrevenue。”hecontinued，“thisoutlanderrefusesalsotobeegar“thisisthecorveeorforcedlaborontheroads，“andstirsmypeopleuptotheliketreasonYetheis，ifsohewills，anexpertlog-snatcherThereisnonebetterorbolderamongmypeopletoclearablockoftheriverwhenthelogsstickfast。”
　　“Butheworshipsstrangegods。”saidtheprimeminister，deferentially。
　　“ForthatIhavenoconcern。”saidtheking，whowasastolerantasAkbarinmattersofbelief“Toeachmanhisowngod，andthefireorMotherEarthforusallatthelastItistherebellionthatoffendsme。”
　　“Thekinghasanarmy。”Isuggested“Hasnotthekingburnedtheman’shouse，andlefthimnakedtothenightdews？”
　　“NayAhutisahut，anditholdsthelifeofamanButonceIsentmyarmyagainsthimwhenhisexcusesbecamewearisomeOftheirheadshebrakethreeacrossthetopwithastickTheothertwomenranawayAlsothegunswouldnotshoot。”
　　IhadseentheequipmentoftheinfantryOne-thirdofitwasanoldmuzzle-loadingfowling-piecewithraggedrustholeswherethenipplesshouldhavebeen；one-thirdawireboundmatchlockwithaworm-eatenstock，andone-thirdafour-boreflintduck-gun，withoutaflint。
　　“Butitistoberemembered。”saidtheking，reachingoutforthebottle，“thatheisaveryexpertlog-snatcherandamanofamerryfaceWhatshallIdotohim，sahib？”
　　ThiswasinterestingThetimidhill-folkwouldassoonhaverefusedtaxestotheirkingasofferingstotheirgodsTherebelmustbeamanofcharacter。
　　“Ifitbetheking’spermission。”Isaid，“Iwillnotstrikemytentstillthethirdday，andIwillseethismanThemercyofthekingisgodlike，andrebellionislikeuntothesinofwitchcraftMoreover，boththebottles，andanother，beempty。”
　　“Youhavemyleavetogo。”saidtheking。
　　Nextmorningthecrierwentthroughthestareproclaimingthattherewasalog-jamontheriverandthatitbehoovedallloyalsubjectstoclearitThepeoplepoureddownfromtheirvillagestothemoist，warmvalleyofpoppyfields，andthekingandIwentwiththem。
　　Hundredsofdresseddeodarlogshadcaughtonasnagofrock，andtheriverwasbringingdownmorelogseveryminutetocompletetheblockadeThewatersnarledandwrenchedandworriedatthetimber，whilethepopulationofthestateproddedatthenearestlogswithpoles，inthehopeofeasingthepressureThentherewentupashoutof“NamgayDoola！NamgayDoola！”andalarge，red-hairedvillagerhurriedup，strippingoffhisclothesasheran。
　　“ThatheisThatistherebel！”saidtheking“Nowwillthedambecleared。”
　　“Butwhyhasheredhair？”Iasked，sinceredhairamonghill-folkisasUn-commonasblueorgreen。
　　“Heisanoutlander。”saidtheking“Welldone！Oh，welldone！”
　　NamgayDoolahadscrambledonthejamandwasclawingoutthebuttofalogwitharudesortofaboat-hookItslidforwardslowly，asanalligatormoves，andthreeorfourothersfolloweditThegreenwaterspoutedthroughthegapsThenthevillagershowledandshoutedandleapedamongthelogs，pullingandpushingtheobstinatetimber，andtheredheadofNamgayDoolawaschiefamongthemallThelogsswayedandchafedandgroanedasfreshconsignmentsfromup-streambatteredthenowweakeningdamItgavewayatlastinasmotheroffoam，racingbutts，bobbingblackheads，andaconfusionindescribable，astherivertossedeverythingbeforeitIsawtheredheadgodownwiththelastremnantsofthejamanddisappearbetweenthegreatgrindingtreetrunksItroseclosetothehank，andblowinglikeagrampus，NamgayDoolawipedthewateroutofhiseyesandmadeobeisancetotheking。
　　IhadtimetoobservethemancloselyThevirulentrednessofhisshockheadandbeardwasmoststartling，andinthethicketofhairtwinkledabovehighcheek-bonestwoverymerryblueeyesHewasindeedanoutlander，butyetaThibetaninlanguage，habitandattireHespoketheLepchadialectwithanindescribablesofteningofthegutturalsItwasnotsomuchalispasanaccent。
　　“Whencecomestthou？”Iasked，wondering。
　　“FromThibet。”HepointedacrossthehillsandgrinnedThatgrinwentstraighttomyheartMechanicallyIheldoutmyhandandNamgayDoolatookitNopureThibetanwouldhaveunderstoodthemeaningofthegestureHewentawaytolookforhisclothes，andasheclimbedbacktohisvillage，IheardajoyousyellthatseemedunaccountablyfamiliarItwasthewhoopingofNamgayDoola。
　　“Youseenow。”saidtheking，“whyIwouldnotkillhimHeisaboldmanamongmylogs，but。”andheshookhisheadlikeaschoolmaster，“IknowthatbeforelongtherewillbecomplaintsofhiminthecourtLetusreturntothepalaceanddojustice。”
　　Itwasthatking’scustomtojudgehissubjectseverydaybetweenelevenandthreeo’clockIheardhimdojusticeequitablyonweightymattersoftrespass，slander，andalittlewife-stealing。
　　Thenhisbrowcloudedandhesummonedme。
　　“AgainitisNamgayDoola。”hesaid，despairingly“Notcontentwithrefusingrevenueonhisownpart，hehasboundhalfhisvillagebyanoathtotheliketreasonNeverbeforehassuchathingbefallenme！Noraremytaxesheavy。”
　　Arabbit-facedvillager，withablush-rosestuckbehindhisear，advancedtremblingHehadbeeninNamgayDoola’sconspiracy，buthadtoldeverythingandhopedfortheking’sfavor。
　　“Oh，king！”saidI，“ifitbetheking’swill，letthismatterstandovertillthemorningOnlythegodscandorightinahurry，anditmaybethatyondervillagerhaslied。”
　　“Nay，forIknowthenatureofNamgayDoola；butsinceaguestasks，letthematterremainWiltthou，formysake，speakharshlytothisred-headedoutlander？Hemaylistentothee。”
　　Imadeanattemptthatveryevening，butforthelifeofmeIcouldnotkeepmycountenanceNamgayDoolagrinnedsopersuasivelyandbegantotellmeaboutabigbrownbearinapoppyfieldbytheriverWouldIcaretoshootthatbear？IspokeausterelyonthesinofdetectedconspiracyandthecertaintyofpunishmentNamgayDoola’sfacecloudedforamomentShortlyafterwardhewithdrewfrommytent，andIheardhimsingingsoftlyamongthepinesThewordswereunintelligibletome，butthetune，likehisliquid，insinuatingspeech，seemedtheghostofsomethingstrangelyfamiliar。
　　“Dirhanemard-i-yemendirToweereealagee。”
　　croonedNamgayDoolaagainandagain，andIrackedmybrainforthatlosttuneItwasnottillafterdinnerthatIdiscoveredsomeonehadcutasquarefootofvelvetfromthecentreofmybestcamera-clothThismademesoangrythatIwandereddownthevalleyinthehopeofmeetingthebigbrownbearIcouldhearhimgruntinglikeadiscontentedpiginthepoppyfieldasIwaitedshoulderdeepinthedew-drippingIndiancorntocatchhimafterhismealThemoonwasatfullanddrewoutthescentofthetasseledcropThenI
　　heardtheanguishedbellowofaHimalayancow-oneofthelittleblackcrummiesnobiggerthanNewfoundlanddogsTwoshadowsthatlookedlikeabearandhercubhurriedpastmeIwasintheactoffiringwhenIsawthateachboreabrilliantredheadThelesseranimalwastrailingsomethingrope-likethatleftadarktrackonthepathTheywerewithinsixfeetofme，andtheshadowofthemoonlightlayvelvet-blackontheirfacesVelvet-blackwasexactlytheword，forbyallthepowersofmoonlighttheyweremaskedinthevelvetofmycamera-clothImarveled，andwenttobed。
　　NextmorningthekingdomwasinanuproarNamgayDoola，mensaid，hadgoneforthinthenightandwithasharpknifehadcutoffthetailofacowbelongingtotherabbit-facedvillagerwhohadbetrayedhimItwassacrilegeunspeakableagainsttheholycowThestatedesiredhisblood，buthehadretreatedintohishut，barricadedthedoorsandwindowswithbigstones，anddefiedtheworld。
　　ThekingandIandthepopulaceapproachedthehutcautiously。
　　Therewasnohopeofcapturingourmanwithoutlossoflife，forfromaholeinthewallprojectedthemuzzleofanextremelywell-cared-forgun-theonlyguninthestatethatcouldshoot。
　　NamgayDoolahadnarrowlymissedavillagerjustbeforewecameup。
　　Thestandingarmystood。
　　Itcoulddonomore，forwhenitadvancedpiecesofsharpshaleflewfromthewindowsTothesewereaddedfromtimetotimeshowersofscaldingwaterWesawredbeadsbobbingupanddownwithinThefamilyofNamgayDoolawereaidingtheirsireBlood-curdlingyellsofdefianceweretheonlyanswertoourprayers。
　　“Never。”saidtheking，puffing，“hassuchathingbefallenmystate。
　　NextyearIwillcertainlybuyalittlecannon。”Helookedatmeimploringly。
　　“Isthereanypriestinthekingdomtowhomhewilllisten？”saidI，foralightwasbeginningtobreakuponme。
　　“Heworshipshisowngod。”saidtheprimeminister“Wecanbutstarvehimout。”
　　“Letthewhitemanapproach。”saidNamgayDoolafromwithin。
　　“AllothersIwillkillSendmethewhiteman。”
　　ThedoorwasthrownopenandIenteredthesmokyinteriorofaThibetanhutcrammedwithchildrenAndeverychildhadflamingredhairAfreshgatheredcow’staillayonthefloor，andbyitssidetwopiecesofblackvelvet-myblackvelvet-rudelyhackedintothesemblanceofmasks。
　　“Andwhatisthisshame，NamgayDoola？”Iasked。
　　Hegrinnedmorecharminglythanever“Thereisnoshame。”saidhe“Ididbutcutoffthetailofthatman’scowHebetrayedmeI
　　wasmindedtoshoothim，sahib，butnottodeathIndeed，nottodeath；onlyinthelegs。”
　　“Andwhyatall，sinceitisthecustomtopayrevenuetotheking？
　　Whyatall？”
　　“Bythegodofmyfather，Icannottell。”saidNamgayDoola。
　　“Andwhowasthyfather？”
　　“Thesamethathadthisgun。”Heshowedmehisweapon，aTowermusket，bearingdate1832andthestampoftheHonorableEastIndiaCompany。
　　“Andthyfather’sname？”saidI。
　　“TimlayDoola。”saidhe“Atthefirst，Ibeingthenalittlechild，itisinmymindthatheworearedcoat。”
　　“OfthatIhavenodoubt；butrepeatthenameofthyfathertwiceorthrice。”
　　Heobeyed，andIunderstoodwhencethepuzzlingaccentinhisspeechcame“TimlayDoola！”saidhe，excitedly“TothishourI
　　worshiphisgod。”
　　“MayIseethatgod？”
　　“Inalittlewhile-attwilighttime。”
　　“Rememberestthouaughtofthyfather’sspeech？”
　　“ItislongagoButtherewasonewordwhichhesaidoftenThus，’’Shun！’ThenIandmybrethrenstooduponourfeet，ourhandstooursides，thus。”
　　“EvensoAndwhatwasthymother？”