Kim, Rudyard Kipling [portable ebook reader .txt] 📗

e those words were written below his signaturethereon, and another his 'clearance-certificate'. The third wasKim's birth-certificate. Those things, he was used to say, in hisglorious opium-hours, would yet make little Kimball a man. On noaccount was Kim to part with them, for they belonged to a greatpiece of magic - such magic as men practised over yonder behindthe Museum, in the big blue-and-white Jadoo-Gher - the MagicHouse, as we name the Masonic Lodge. It would, he said, all comeright some day, and Kim's horn would be exalted between pillars -monstrous pillars - of beauty and strength. The Colonel himself,riding on a horse, at the head of the finest Regiment in theworld, would attend to Kim - little Kim that should have beenbetter off than his father. Nine hundred first-class devils,whose God was a Red Bull on a green field, would attend to Kim,if they had not forgotten O'Hara - poor O'Hara that was gang-foreman on the Ferozepore line. Then he would weep bitterly inthe broken rush c