EBOOK WINDS OF THE WORLD ***
Produced by Avinash Kothare, Tom Allen, Charles Franks
and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team.
THE WINDS OF THE WORLD
By TALBOT MUNDY
THE WINDS OF THE WORLD
Ever the Winds of the World fare forth
(Oh, listen ye! Ah, listen ye!),
East and West, and South and North,
Shuttles weaving back and forth
Amid the warp! (Oh, listen ye!)
Can sightless touch--can vision keen
Hunt where the Winds of the World have been
And searching, learn what rumors mean?
(Nay, ye who are wise! Nay, listen ye!)
When tracks are crossed and scent is stale,
'Tis fools who shout--the fast who fail!
But wise men harken-Listen ye!
YASMINI'S SONG.
CHAPTER I
A watery July sun was hurrying toward a Punjab sky-line, as if weary
of squandering his strength on men who did not mind, and resentful of
the unexplainable--a rainy-weather field-day. The cold steel and
khaki of native Indian cavalry at attention gleamed motionless
between British infantry and two batteries of horse artillery. The
only noticeable sound was the voice of a general officer, that rose
and fell explaining and asserting pride in his command, but saying
nothing as to the why of exercises in the mud. Nor did he mention why
the censorship was in full force.
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