San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-01-31

uci. luOuSn lie was 81 JIllil, Tie Olu
mans strength was wonderful.
Another hour; the slope of the great
peak could not he more than two miles
away now. A couple of hundred yards
off grew large baobale tree. Could we
reach its shade? We had done half the
distance when Indaba-Zimbi fell from ex-
haustiOn. We were now so weak that
neither of us could lift the child on to
our backs. We each took one of her
hands and dragged her along the road.
Fifty vards-they seemed to be fifty
miles. All, the tree was reached at last;
compared with the heat outside, the shade
of its dense foliage seemed like the dusk
and cool of a vault | remember think
ing that it was a good place to die i'll.
Then | remember no more.
woke with feeling as though the
blessed rain were falling on my face and
head. Slowly, and with great difficulty,
opened my eyes, then shut them again,
having seen a vision. For a space | lay
thus, while the rain continued to fall; |
saw now that | must be asleep, or off my
head with thirst or fever. If | were not
off my head, how came | to imagine
that a lovely dark eyed girl was bending
over me, sprnkling water on my face?
4 white girl. too, not a Kaffir woman.
However, the dream went on.
"IIendrika." said voice in English,
the sweetest voice that | had ever heard;
somehow it reminded me of wind whis-
pering in the trees at night. Hen
drika, fear he dies; there is flask of
brandy il my saddle bag; get it,
"Ah. ah!' grunted Il harsh voice in
answer: let him die, Miss Stella. He
will bring You bad luck-lct him die, |
say. felt Il movement of air above me
a5thOuyh Tie woman of my vision turned
swiftly, and once again | opened my
eyes. She had risen, this dream woman.
Now saw that she was tall and grace
full as reed. She was angry, too; her
dark ewes flashed, and she pointed with
her hand at female who stood before
her, dressed in nondescript kind of
clothes. such rs might be worn by either
man or a woman. The woman was
Young. of white blood, very short, with
bowed legs and enormous shoulders. In
face she was not bad looking, but the
brow receded. the chin and ears were
prOminent-in short. she. reminded me
of nothing so much as a very handsome
monkey. She might have been the miss
ing link.
The lady was pointing at her with her
hand. How dare YOU she said. Are
you going to disObev me again? Have
you forg stem what told you, Babyan
ibaboonr"
"Ab, ahr' rrrInted the woman, who
seemed literally to curl and shrivel up
beneath her anger. Don't be angry
with M, Miss Stella. because | can't
bear it. | ouIy said it because it was
true. will fetch the brandy"
Then, dream or no dream, determined
to speak.
well as NV swollen tongue would allow;
give me water.
"Ah, he lives" cried the beautiful
girl, land he talks English. See, sir,
here is water in your own bottle; you
were quite close to spring on the other
side Of the tree.
| struggled to sitting position, lifted
the bottle to my lips, and drained it. Oh!
that drink of cool, pure water! never had
tasted anything 50 delicious. At the
first gulp felt life flow back into me-
But wisely enough she would not let me
have much. No more! no more" she
said, and dragged the bottle from me al
most by force.
The child" | s&id-''iS the child