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THE CHINA MAIL, FRIDAY, JULY 29, 1960,
NORTH WEST FRONTIE
GUPTA was an engine driver
who
loved his
million. A · man locomotive-though it was so ancient that it had been relegated to the lowly task of goods-yard shunting,
Scott made his way down to the engine shed. And sure enough, through an inferno of steam, the hissing of pipes, the screeching of steel plates and the clanging wheels he discerned the grinning face of Gupta.
Scott saw
more. He saw the beautifully. polished brass name plate of Gupta's ancient loco- motive--THE EMPRESS OF INDIA.
The two men conversed earn- estly. Gupta's face lit up. A smile split it till he was all gleaming white teeth and black beard.
For he, Gupta, it was pro- posed, should drive his beloved Victoria, Empress of India 300 miles across India!
"Are you sure you can make it?" Seelt asked, Gupla pointed tunnelled, square-shaped
to the long-
squal,
old-fashioned engine.
"Sco--plenty of steam!" "Yes, but is it coming out at the right places?"
Gupta nodded eagerly. "All right, Victoria is old. I admit she is old. But, Captain, look at this boiler-not a leak. Not one piece of steam escaping. It the boiler Is good the engine is
good
He started to say so. But he was interrupted by another screech from the whistle:
"For heaven's sake stop that thing doing that." he yelled. Gupto gove the lever another sharp clout. He grinned.
Not happy
when she is happy," he joked,
"She is like us all-she shouts
Eut Scott was not so happy. He had a plan. He explained it
to the Governor and General
Ames. But the question would it work?
was:
The rebels held the outer wali of the town. There was an inter wall too. Between was a kind of no-man's land sloping away from the town. The rall jine gan through gates breaching these two walls.
Suddenly there was a spurt of steam from a small lever. The
Scott's plan was to fix a bab- lever flew up of its own accord and the whistle screeched. Gupta tering ran to Victoria, coast- grabbed 3 hammer clearly for the sake of silence and sur- slope, and placed there for the purpose prise down the and gave the lever a smart tap. batter a way out of the second
gate,
The whistle was silent.
Scolt turned to look at the
eager, intense face of the Indian, Captain, sahib, I have been 25 years on the railways. You think I don't know".
Not enough
"Scott glanced round the shed, "We shall want a coach," he explained.
Gupta indicated an old carri- age with
rear observation platform, wooden seats and com- partments that connected one with the other by a central aisle. The walls of the compartments reached only part of the way to the root,
Scott examined the thing and came to a decision.
"How fast could the go-pull- ing just that one coach?"
"Forly-Afty. Who can
say
once she's mended."
He was explaining this plan in the library of Goverment House by means of a diagram on named Van Leydes burst into a board, when a journalist
the room.
Van Leyden was known for his bitter pen. It was directed mainly against the British.
His entry was a shock to the conference. He shook off the aide-de-camp who bod tried to block his entry and gazed at the boy prince,
"So he is here," he breathed.
"Mr Van Leyden, will you please leave this room immedi- ately?" demanded the Governor quietly.
But Van Leyden had seen the blackboard. "You're going to try and get him out... It's impossible...
Glared
Windham said: "Since you have discovered the salient points
CHAPTER TWO
THE STORY SO FAR: The
time is the turn of the century. The place is the North West Frontier of Todła, Moslem telbusman have rebelled, murdered, the Hindu Rajah and launched un assault on Hastrabad, Tu Captain Scott of the Indian Army and Catherine Wyatt, American-barn governess of young Prince Kishan, falls the task of taking him across 300 miles of rebel-infested country to safety, lest the Modems murder him, too. That would stort a major religious civil war. One man engine driver named Gupta can help Captain Scott--an
- NOW READ ON:
"Right. The only other prob- there is no patat in throwing you staggered momentarily, like a world mocks us-and half the
bom'e coal. This tender wouldn't out hold anything like enough."
were
*
Gupta showed him a shallow- Ven Leyden paid him scant walled trucks that could be used attention. "What a story," he as a coal leader. Scott was fairly muttered. satisfied that if Victorian overhauled by his sappers the at- tempt to break out of the be- sieged city in her was worth making.
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"One that's hardly likely to reach the newspapers.”
"No...less I went on the train."
The Governor glared at him. "There are a hundred people I would send before you.”
Van Leyden was unabashed. "Of course. You don't like me...
boxer who has taken a jolt on world is civilised only becouse the chin.
we have made it po"
"Good for you,' Lady Wind Bulks ham, approved Scott,
The
Then it was through. of timber were Asting, maxim guns wery firing. and Tribesmen were yelling, chasing the train.
Grinning
Scott, at the rear observation you do you?" He paused platforin, kept up the fire. Th strolled deltbernisly to the train was gathering speed. The window and gazed silently out rebels, even those on horse- on the milling crowde below. back, were falling behind. The Then he turned to Lace the open track and safety lay abead, Gupta, grinning like a
others.
"It is terrible to think what madman with excitement end
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ABOVE: The engine - driver attempts to smash his way through the enemy lines in The Empress of India', a battered old locomotive hauling a flat - car and one coach.
LEFT: Captain Scott (KENNETH MORE) jumps off the 'Empress of India' and follows Catherine Wyatt ai she makes her way to another train standing in siding.
spece,
sar-
Gupta braked · Victorja, Ecot looked ahead up the line. Hi eyes narrowed 23. he peered seeding signs of a sunbush or other trouble.
Van Leyden grinned dorically, "Excellent. Already we split into factions. Our little train, runding aeross the desert is like our little world truling cro63
MI The stationary train stood Peters here can sell us guns
nct on the main line bit on 3 and we can fight each other." short siding. As Victoria Septt ended what looked like stopped, smothered in her own jumped down, becoming a dangerous quarrel steam, Scott by summing up their chances calling to the others to stay
rebs where they were. of getting through the country to safety and Kalapur
Smothered
ot
He gave it as his opinion that they stood a good chance
Whether ht getting through was being optimistic for the suke of building up morale or bellevel really Whether he what he said, Catherine could
Already be had an idea of what was lo come, Vultures wheeling in the sky and then swooping....
were
It was the refugee train all right. A train of horror. A train of death. For every woul en board had been masserad..
in
They lay, hundreds of them, in the train, hanging half and half out, on the line. On the platform. Not a soul moved not tell,
except Scolt, white and pick But something happened and numb with shock. which drove these thoughts
And the vultures wheeled....
right out of her head, mas
train
approached
small station, Jus beyond was a train an engine and home cosches stationary.
Tomorrow:
THE HORROR
Down in the
Dacha Country
Moscow.
would happen to your train !! pride in the achievement of bir My family is now relishing the rare experience for foreigners like us
sil those thousands of people got
steem.
on yet more
I
to know about it, he suggested engine, piled softly. They would pull it to pleces
than let it go The whistle was sticking wilbout them..
But Gupta let it shriek. They The impart of the speech was were safe. The tribesmen had Plain blockcmsfl. "Take me, or fallen so far behind that even
The ensuing stleber was broken at læst by the GovernoE. He spoke reluctantly.
"You may ev on the train" he told Van Löyden.
"Why, thank you, Sir John," | said the Dutchman, smiling, I
seemed to Scott a malicious unile,
Screech
their bullets fall short
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of living in a dacha in the countryside outside Moscow. We are in the tiny hamlet of Malakhovka, 24 miles south-east of Moscow-refugees from Moscow's housing shortage.
The Russian authorities, unable to give us more than a pint-sized fist for our gallon-sized family, have taken pity and given us the dacha from June till September, för 1,500 roubles (just over £53) for the whole sesson. The coach bed a central So, like the lady of a Russian
facing with seats gangway
loff, my wife Libby has retired one another on either side. The to the countryside for the season. central pair were set
Living in with hor is a Rus. apart and had a narrow tablesion maid Palina, a jolly, com- LOUT set between them.
petent soul whom our
wide
Luxury
by Ross Mark
48. a pound. Only tomatoes were scarce and expensive.
The villagers are old-worldly In their emphasis on good manners, Driving home Loras held up behind a treceb dous traffic jam around collision.
A glass door led forward to youngsters adore and obey.
The dachs, of brown painted net and join the several thou- the small observation platform weatherbourg, stands behind a sand swimmers.
A young fellow who spotted Most of the dream-6gure girls which would normally ink up 12f1, sence, in a lange compound
in Brief two-piece me as a foreigner ofered to with the coach sherd. In this with four olbers, rented by diplo were case it liked up with the mats and Russian churchman, costumes; the men in black show the another way round.
He shot down the road embark briefs tender, happed with coal On
Some of the women non- ment in a cloud of dust with, the top of the heap was a guard Not many hours later the party manning the maxim sun,
bathers turned up in skirts and in pursuit At one stage my car, which is low slung was thaking, entrained. It included Scott. He
Every root inside Is painted a their pink silk bras. was in charge. And Catherine, At the other end of the coach different colour, pearl grey, let- Yet Libby was ticked off heavy going posting through a Lady Windham, the boy prince, there was-a- sliding door buce green and salmon pink. properly by an old duck when, field, but we made it. the At the main road Bridle (a most reluctant pas giving on to a small box-like Downstairs are two good-sized on the way home, she jumped senger), Peters, the arms sales guard's van with a window on rooms, aged-in verandall, from the car in her blouse and friend jumped from man Van Leyden, Gupte, the either side of IL And at the and kitchen with a fuel stove very respectable Bermuda shorts and waved me onz driver, and a couple of Indian end of this was the rear con and ring water p to buy some bread. But swiftly
* This last is quite a luxury she had four champion
my pleasure," he soldiers to man the Maxing mac necting pinddorn, with guide Moscow, Go is the lava solid group these was nice to see you people hine guns,
track receding in the distance. On Scott's instructions Cother ine, the prince and the others Catherine, helped by Lady downstairs. On the first floor four old dears tore into in our country,"
Delight lay fist on the floor unce the dam started getting jumborsized room with a Libby's attacker for belag meal ready for the party, Scott web basho and two large cup- impolite to foreign visitors. started casting out fifes to all bounds. All in all, our dache,The misted high-street of our Alexel, the gatek
the menfolk,
the
traks had started to move down the slope to escape the bullets from the surprised rebels.
Faster and faster went the train as the incline took con- "He grinned when he handed trol. The gate of the outer wall a rifle, with 50 rounds of amn- Joomed )up, Buddenly, the whiä, memlion to› Peters, the prena
the rebels veryiifig of their 1
It's a Lee-Enfield
wered. “I've never things fa may
kiling, people
and big store room, also
which is centrally heated,
One momong :- 80-yim mensely commoriable, village is made up of a butcher's our ache od shop bakery, laundry, boot-electric bell on the maker, peasant market station, dicking shown heads. The ground, and level, crossing. There are tinkle was too
wild strawberries, also Ava kvass stands.
important a place.
Jaspring blushells, fox- wild flowers, A
An offer
off the rust
I look the hint, Shouldly,
In Mekhovka Lake, We wheels in the market, I come to we rode off to the village, anë
At one of these ble barrels on and set new cre
Alexel jumped into the sea afely sounded enjoy my shopping morning with brought one for 14 roubles (109));
mybine Jaguar a pint of evade, a brew of fer- Alexel was delighted #hto log swimming merced brown bread. Its cool- And just before lunch the
half an hour, news, longness, and alcohol con-
-year-old son lant, stie fond memories of mild old man walked over. ked for a peek beer,
to the village and back to
Out baja
moon ng 1 raised - and treiber that in. Ado
"Bought"
lan, equivalents sirloin steak
DET, buy ice cream for
pound, Lettuces were dvs.