The Coconino weekly sun., 1894-01-04
STRUIHERS ADVENTURE
Result Of His Efforts to Save the
 Sukia's Daughter.

Bones; the causes were different, but the effect the same
 Struthers had knocked about Central America for almost four months on Il vain quest for adventures which would make hiscollege vacation a unique one, and 6ll his room at the Hall" with trophies and the boys ears with thrill ing stories.
 Bones was beginning to rebel at the society of native CUTS, whose combined forces did not suffice to give him a semblance of the delightful scrim- images he was wont to have in Cam bridge.
 Struthers' latest vagary-and owing to his fathers hberality he was able to indulge in many such-was the charter ing of a small native schooner. With a crew of six black Carlos he was now slSirting the Mosquito shore of Hon. duras on his way to Cabo Gracios a Dios, where he expected to catch homeward bound steamer
 He yearned for the delights of civili- zatiou and ice, and felt that, after all, the conventional pleasures of tennis, canoeing and dancing at Bar Harbor were perhaps preferable to the uu- certain joys of mule back and hunting in the wilds of Central America.
 The outfit, or what remained of it, was rusty and battered, but the hard ships which had wrought this change in his ''iInpedimeuta" had been vastly beneficial to the owner in hardening his muscles and broadening his shoul- Gers.
 With Bones things had not gone so well; an almost steady diet of bananas had made him thin, and between the chigoes and garrapatas very little of his glossy coat was left, save in shreds and patches
 Its too bad, Bones, old fellow; they haven't left you much hair" said Struthers. Never mind, your troubles will soon be over l say, Ossorio," turn ing wrathtully upon the Carib captain, what is this beastly old country of yours good for, anyway? haven't had a decent adventure or seen anything worth telling, in the whole length and breadth of it!"
 "You haven't seen him all, Buckra," replied the Carib, asplendid specimen of that race of semi-civilized black snug glers, who dart along the Caribbean coast in their swift dories.
 Way yonder," he continued, point ing toward the west, lis de Ian ub de Waikas; plenty fun dere; but white man no sabez him. No white men dere, not eben Spanish man, only Waillas, Buckra, only Waikas."
 "Perhaps you're right, Ossorio, about the plenty fun. At any rate, I'll have another try at amusement before l cut the country; so put about and make Tor some river you think your friends, the Waikas, may live near"
 Soon they were sailing along the low sandy coast which lay to the left, and as they rounded little cape Struthers | cried out: Look. there's the mouth of the river"
 "I see him." answered the Carib, make we put in dere. l tink me, p'raps, see Wailla town soon by"
 The Carib's supposition was correct, | for the schooner was soon near enough for them to perceive the high-peaked | matched roofs and bamboo walls Of the native houses nestling among the waving palms and plumy cocoanut trees which lined the river bank.
 The schooner was over the bar and abreast of the village before the na- tives were aware of their presence.
 Then they came running and jump ing down to the river Lank like so many children, in high glee over the arrival of strangers and the possibility of beads, and perhaps little rum. The landing was soon made, and the Carib, polyglot that he was, acted as interpreter in presenting | Struthers to the old chief, Dana Pisano, who at once bid the strangers welcome and conducted them to his watla, or | house.
 Installed in wide hammock within the semi-darkness of the watla, and a large gourd of cool pineapple mishla at his side, Struthers forgot his discon- tent and asked many questions of Pisano through the Carib
 He learned that the music they had | heard was part of the ceremony attend ant upon the death of an old sukia or medicine man," whose funeral was to be held on the following day.
 Tomorrow, at first sun up, de fun'ral begins. Dana Pisano asks you if you wan to see him-better you do maybe it muse you" said the Carib, with unconscious sarcasm. At sunrise the next morning he was suddenly aroused by the rattle of mus ketry, followed by doleful howls and | lamentations.
 Rushing out of the watla, where he had spent the night, he saw large pit pan (dugout) coming slowly down the river, while on the bank abreast of it marched two columns of Wailkas, the men constituting one column, the wom- en the other.
 In the pitpan was the dead medicine man, his three widows and solitary paddler.
 The pitpan made landing, and the coffin, followed by the crowd of silent Waikas, was carried aloug a narrow | trail into the forest
 The open space of the burial ground