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THE PROFESSOR

Sound though Heideck's sleep was, the confused din that penetrated through the sides of the tent would have recalled an unconscious person to life.Confused and drowsy as he was, he hurried out just in time to prevent a wild-looking, dark-skinned Indian from dealing a heavy blow with a thick staff, which he held in his right hand, upon a thin, black-garbed gentleman, who was surrounded by a whole band of natives.The European, with his emaciated, beardless face, looked like a clergyman, and all the greater was Heideck's surprise that none of the Russian non-commissioned officers and soldiers, who were spectators of the assault, raised a hand to protect him.

It was certainly not his duty to act in this place as one in authority, but the danger in which he perceived this perfectly defenceless man to be, made him forget all personal considerations.

With a menacing shout he drove off the excited Indians, and, taking the stranger's arm, led him into the tent.

None of the Russian military prevented his doing so.He had been seen in confidential conversation with the Colonel, and his position as a friend of the Prince procured him respect.

The stranger, half dead from fear, gratefully accepted the glass of wine which Heideck poured out for him, and, having recovered somewhat, thanked his protector in simple, but cordial terms.He introduced himself as Professor Proctor, of Acheson College, and explained that he had come to the camp to look after a relation who had probably been seriously wounded.He had on a sudden found himself threatened by a band of excited Indians, who were probably misled by his dress to take him for a cleric.

"You, also, are no Russian, sir.Judging from your accent, Ishould take you for a German."

Heideck assented, and narrated his history in a few words.Having done so, he could not help expressing his amazement at the attack of which the Professor had been the victim.

"Never during my whole stay in India have I ever before observed any outburst of hatred on the part of the Indian natives against the English clergy," he said.

To this the Professor replied: "Even a few days ago not one of them would, I should think, have had anything to fear; but in the face of such terrible upheavals as are now taking place all ideas are thrown into confusion, all slumbering passions are unfettered.Ido not venture to think of the horrors that will take place throughout the whole of India now that the bridle that curbed the people has been rent asunder; and the worst of all is that we have only ourselves to blame.""Do you mean on account of the carelessness with which the defence of the country was organised?""I do not mean that alone.Our fault is that we have ignored an eternal truth, the truth that all political questions are only the external expression, the dress, so to say, of religious questions.""Pardon me, but I do not quite follow the sense of your words.""Please consider the slow, steady advance of the Russians in Asia.

Every land that they have brought under their sway--all the immense territories of Central Asia have become their assured, undisputed possessions.And why? Because the Russians have known how to win over the hearts of their subject races, and how to humour their religious views.The victors and the vanquished thus better assimilate.The English, on the other hand, have governed India purely from the political side.The hearts of the various races in India have remained strange and hostile to us.""There may be some truth in what you say.But you must allow that the English have in India substituted a new civilisation in return, that inculcates a spirit of intellectual progress, and I conceive that no nation can for any length of time remain blind in the face of higher ideals.All history forms a continuous chain of evidence for the truth of this statement.""The word 'civilisation' has various significations.If it is only a question of investigating whether the government and administration of the country have improved, the answer is that the civilisation we brought to India has, beyond all doubt, made enormous strides, in comparison with the conditions that obtained in former centuries.We have broken the despotism of the native princes, and have put an end to the endless sanguinary wars which they waged with each other and with their Asiatic neighbouring despots.We have laid down roads and railways, drained marshes and jungles, constructed harbours, won great tracts of lands from the sea, and built protecting dams and piers.The terrible mortality of the large cities has considerably decreased.We have given them laws assuring personal security and guaranteeing new outlets for trade and commerce.But the aspirations of our English Government have been purely utilitarian, and as regards the deeper-lying current of development no progress is anywhere perceivable.""And, pray, what do you exactly mean by this?""Your views in this matter are possibly divergent.I discern in most of our achievements in India only another manifestation of that materialism which has ever proved the worst obstacle to all real development.""It appears to me, Mr.Proctor," Heideck interrupted, with a smile, "that you have become a Buddhist, owing to your sojourn in India!""Perhaps so, sir, and I should not be ashamed of such a creed.

Many a one, who on first coming here regarded India with the eyes of a Christian, has, on nearer acquaintance, become a Buddhist.