Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-10-20

But with all Difference to the men who
made the maps, and the chromo-litho-
graph men who color them, doubt if
anybody in that village ever heard of
the kingdom of Upper or Lower Man
dara, or knew that he lived under a
king. They lived a good deal as the
people of Cranberry Center lived, before
there were canvassing committees for
the county, and when they had not
voters enough to send a member to the
Legislature
For me, had come up the Congo to a
point-well, say sixty miles below
Houssa, when something happened to
the connecting rod of the steamer and
she was laid up for repairs for twenty
four hours. 1 was glad Of the chance to
stretch my legs and to try for game, and
started off as soon as the engineer made
this report, with my two boys, as they
were called, Philip and Mendi John.
Philip was Of no great use but as an in
terpreter with the other, who had
great deal of good woodcraft in him and
other working capacity. We had great
luck, as how could a man fail to. going
through meadows and wood which never
saw an entomologist before? 1 had
bagged and chlorOformed and stuck,
well, twenty-five fine butterflies and
had left a dozen traps for moths, to be
examined when we came back next day.
We had lunched under a grove Of pep
per trees, when I saw what I afterwards
knew better, but what then I had never
seen-a magnificent specimen of Vanes-
sa, larger than Erckhardt's, and, as I
supposed, rightly, wholly new.
simply called to the boys that they were
not to leave the place, and started after
him.
A blessed tramp he led me, up hill
and down dale. Hoti oh, how hot it
wasl BambOOs here, pepper trees there,
plantains, bananas, palm uees-nOW in
the shade, now in the sun, and this
lovely, fiattering, futtering fiutterer
ahead of me, with the WileS and wit of
a Siren and an Dread combined. But
was too much for him. After an hour 1
had the splendid creature-there he is
now, framed and under glass, hanging
on the wall opposite where write.
slung my box on my back after 1 had
chlOroformed and fixed him, and then
started back to my men.
If 1 had found them there would have
been no story. The truth was that my
handsome wood nymph there, the Vanes-
ga, had bewitched the brooks and the
paths so that everything ran the wrong
way. Even the sun in the heavens,
when he shone at all, shone in the wrong
quarter. Most Of the time the sky was
overcast, so that the poor sun himself
could not shine at all. And how was
to know my road there in the kingdom
OF Mandara, Upper or Lower, if the SUI
in the sky did not know his? I trampeC
and tramped. had lost my own tracks
long before. At last came to a path
tolerably we'll beaten, and it brought me
out-on the river in sight of the smoke
stacks of the Princess Beatrice? Not
bit of it. It brought me out on the
slope Of hill, on large banana patch
with village of sixty or seventy huts
Just below me.
I will not say I was frightened, 70
there is no good In telling tales out o
school. But will not say was not
for there is no good in lying. The sun
wherever he was, was well near setting
For it was by my watch I could no
keep it much longer. So I boldly wen
down into the village.
Half a dozen little ours snapped a
me, Just as if had been in the villag
OF the Yanktons, or in the Sahara.
made nothing Of them, but passed on
and then, meeting pleasant fellow, a
black as the knave Of clubs. with
handsome, good-natured face, clad in
long blue night-goWn, made in Man
chester print shop for a bed curtain,
made salaam to him, in the best fashio
of Bel-el-djeree. And he, restrainin
his laughter, made one in quite anothe
fashion to me. Then he advanced, an
boldly offered me his hand, as a
Englishman might have done, much I
nv surprise. He said something also
but knew not what; and I took pre-
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