Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-03-08

sound III these W1ldS. However, &c
make assurance doubly sure, let us pa
troll the woods and see what we can
find.''
This they did, making the important
discovery that it was not an island they
were on at all. Init small peninsula
projecting from the mainland by mar
row neck Of land, along which led q
track which could hardly be called
path. yet where the prtclsly brushwood
had been sufficiently cleared to permit
the cautious advance Of single person.
Up this they penetrated as far as they
thought 1t advisable to go, leaving one
Of the natives on guard at the landing
place.
ut all lies in a nutshell" Campig-
non said, decisively. 1.-The white man
has taken to the woods here, and we
must follow him; but not till the men
are rested, for they have toiled for
nearly twenty hours"
"And you adviser" Dunbar asked.
THAT we camp for few hours and
then get on to the mans trail"
They found on their return to the
boat captive and guard seated silently
side by side; the one sullen and glum,
as though brooding over his defeat; the
other exultant in his newly-invested au-
thority, for the native Cingalese dearly
loves to lord it over his fellows.
Has he spoken?" Campignon asked.
yes" was the proud reply. "He
offered me the gold bangles he wears if
l would aid him to escape"
(which you refused?"
The Malay's eyes cleaned in tri-
umphant consciousness of fidelity, as he
nodded a scornful assent.
Tell him." Dunbar said, when the
mans action was translated to him,
that when we reach Colombo will
give him five times the value of the
golden bangles; but, how comes it, Cam
pignon, that the prisoner is wearing
such expensive ornaments?"
Because" replied the Frenchman,
looking earnestly at the PROSTATE fig
ure before him, ''he is a chief, or the
son of chief. wish knew for GER
tain just what he isl
"Why?"
"FOr the reason that if he is really
what think he is would make an APP
peal to his native sense of chivalry. You
smile, but, sir, let me tell you that
these pirate chieftains have a code of
honor as sensitive as it is remarkable.
One act of generosity from an enemy
will accomplish more than a thousand
blows"
'As, for instance?'
IF l were to unloose that mans
bonds and let him go free, he would die
sooner than harm me-"
'Well, as we must either kill him or
set him loose when we march, the ex-
pertinent is perhaps worth a trial"
Have 1 your consent to act as think
best?" Campignon demanded.
why, certainly, my friend. You
know more about the ways of this
strange people than do; besides, as I
said before, it is the least obnoxious of
the only two alternatives we have"
Campignon's reply was to move quiet
~ to the side of the captured Malay,
who was lying prone on the sand, the
bleeding cuts in his wrists and ankles
showing how he had strained the ropes
in his efforts for freedom. One cheek
displayed n ragged cash, where in his
fall he had struck it against a sharp
stone, and which was bleeding freely.
The Frenchman spoke softly to the man
for few moments, but Dunbar noticed
savage eyes of the prisoner CLEAN more
fercely. Even when Campignon got a
sponge and water and bathed the
wound, the Malay's intense glance of
hatred was in no wise softened. Pres
emily the Frenchmsn pointed to the
golden bangles and asked if, as he
surmised, he was a chief among his
eople. The question was the first which
had apparently arrested his attention.
my fathers spears are countless as
the reeds on the river Shore" was the
muttered response he made as he
tuEned his face away from his ques-
toner.
For Q moment Campignon could not
quite realize the import of the mans
words, for his knowledge of Cingalese
was only limited and the captive spoke
in q dialect that was almost incompre.
hensible, but when the words had been
analysed by the quick-witted French
man, he proceeded to put in action his
meditated experiment.
Stepping back to where Dunbar was
standing he considerably startled the
young American by an extravagant
pantomimic expression of servility,
bowling to the very ground before him
and approaching him with every sign of
humility.
do not look so astonished," he said,
in q low tone. 81 want the prisoner to
realize that you are the chief parsonage
among us, and that he owes his freedom
TO your commands"
So, with much gravity, Dunbar gave
his orders for the natives release.
When Campignon cut the mans bonds,
and with the grace of a Frenchman
handed him the murderous crease, which
two hours before had been within an
ace of costing him his life, emotions of
surprise, Joy and gratitude played on
the Malay's features; but the silent ex-
preston of feeling was only momenta-
ry, for quickly the accustomed look Of
dignifed indifference repossessed his
4ankrrAs and with q deem innlin tom Of