Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1890-01-30

tree With extraordinary rapidity, an1
swinging by one hand from Dough,
dropped about tim feet to the ground.
In another two minutes we were all
three sucking the pulpy fruit In an
ordinary way we should have found II
tas-e'ess en- ugl; as 10 was | thought it
was the most delicious thing | had ever
tasted After three days spent without
food or water in the desert one Is not
particular While we wero still eating
the fruit The Lady OF my vision set her
companion to work to partially fay the
oribe which her dogs had killed, and
busted herself making a fire of fallen
boughs. As soon as il burned brightly
She took strips of the oribe flesh, toasted
them, and gave them to us on leaves.
We ate, and now were allowed a little
more water After that she took little
Tota to the spring and washed her.
which she sadly needed, poor childl
Next came our turn to wash, and oh! the
Joy of i'll
came back 70 the tree, walking pain
fully, indeed, but a changed man. There
sat the beautiful girl with Tota on her
knees. She was lulling her to sleep.
and held up her finger to me enioining
silence. At last the child went off into
a sound natural slumbcr-an example
that ! should have been glad to follow
had it not been for my burning curios-
ity. Then spoke
MAY ask what your name is9"
said
"Stella, she answered.
stella what?" said.
"Stella nothing" she answered, in
some pique. "Stella is my name; II il
short and easy To remember, at any rate.
My fathers name is Thomas, and we
live up there, and she pointed round
the base Of the great peak, looked at
her astonished silaye you lived there
long2" l asked
Ever since was seven years old
We came there in wagon. Before that
we came from England from Oxford
shire; | can show you the place ON the
big map tits called Garsingham
Again thought must be dreaming
do you know, Miss Stella, said, 1T
is very strange SO strange that IL al
most seems Is though IL could not be
true-but also came from Garsingham,
in OXtordshirc, many years ago
She started mp, Are you an English
gentleman" She SAID All, | have al
ways louged % see an English ecntle.
man. ] have never seen IN Engltshman
since we lived here NO white people at
all, indeed, except few wandering
Beers. We live among black people and
balloons only | have read about them
lots of books poetry and novels. Rut
tell me what IS your name2 Macuma
zahn, the black man called you, but you
must have a white name, too.
"My name is Allan Quatormain," !
said.
Her face turned quite white, her rosy
lips parted, and She looked at me wildly
with her beautiful dark eyes.
DO you know, tits very strange" she
said, "but have often heard that name.
My father has told me how a little boy
called Allan Quatermain once saved my
life by putting out my dress whom il was
on fire see.' and she pointed TO faint
red mark upon her neck -"hcro is the
scar Of the burn.
Il remember it, | said you were
dressed up as Father Christmas 1t was
l who put out the fire; my wrists were
burnt in doing So
Then for a space We sat silent, looking
at each other while Stella slowly
famed herself with her wide felt hat,
in which some white ostrich plumes
were fixed.
This is Gods doing, she said at last
'You saved my life whom was a little
child; now ! have saved yours and the