Don??™t try to run the Central India States
just now as the correspondent of the Backwoodsman.
There??™s a real one knocking
about here, and it might lead to trouble.???
???Thank you,??? said he simply, ???and when
will the swine be gone? I can??™t starve because
he??™s ruining my work. I wanted to
get hold of the Degumber Rajah down here
about his father??™s widow, and give him a
jump.???
???What did he do to his father??™s widow,
then????
???Filled her up with red pepper and slippered
her to death as she hung from a beam.
I found that out myself and I??™m the only
man that would dare going into the State to
get hush-money for it. They??™ll try to poison
me, same as they did in Chortumna
when I went on the loot there. But you??™ll
give the man at Marwar Junction my message????
He got out at a little roadside station, and
I reflected. I had heard, more than once, of
men personating correspondents of newspapers
and bleeding small Native States with
threats of exposure, but I had never met any
of the caste before. They lead a hard life,
and generally die with great suddenness.
The Native States have a wholesome horror
of English newspapers, which may throw
light on their peculiar methods of government,
and do their best to choke correspondents
with champagne, or drive them out of
their mind with four-in-hand barouches.
They do not understand that nobody cares a
straw for the internal administration of Native
States so long as oppression and crime
are kept within decent limits, and the ruler
is not drugged, drunk, or diseased from one
end of the year to the other.
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