The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-10-05

jof the war, and the great public at home
was all athirst for news. They would
have IL in the Courier; they would have
It in the Intelligence, and not word in
the Gazette. The thought brought him
ITO his feet, though he had to throw his
arm round the stem of a palm tree to
steody his swimminglhead.
There was the big black man lying
where he had fallen, his huge chest
pockcd with bullet marks, every wound
rosetted with its circle of flies. The
Arab was stretched out within few
yards of him. with two hands clasped
over the dreadful thing which had been
his head. Across him was lying Amer
ley's fowling piece, one barrel dis
charged, the other at,half cock.
"Scott cffendi shoot him your gum"
said voice. 1t was Abbas, his English
speaking body-servant.
Anerlcy groaned at thesdisgnce Of It,
Tie had lost his head SO completely that
he had forgotten to cock his gun; and
yet he knew that it was not fear but
interest which had so absorbed him..
lie put his hand up to his stbead and felt
that wet handkerchief was bound
round his forehead.
"Where are the two other dervishes?"
I "They ran away. One got shot in
arm"
"vhat happenedto me?"
"Effendi got cut on head. Effendl
catch bad man by arms and Scott
effondi shoot him. Face burn very
BAD
K Anerley became conscious suddenly
that there was pringling about his
skin and an overpowering smell Of
burned hair under his nostrils. He put
his hand to his mustache. II was gone.
His eyebrows. too? He could not find
them. His head no doubt was very
near TO the dervish's when they were
rolling upon the ground together, and
.his was the effect Of the explosion OF
his own gun. Well. he would have time
TO grow some moro hair before he saw
Fleet street again. But'the cut perhaps
was more serious matter. Was IL
enough to prevent him from getting TO
the telegraph Office nt Sarras? The
only way was TO try and see.
but there was only that poor little
Tyrian gray OF his. There il stood in
the evening sunshine with a.sunk head
and bent knee, as IL its mornings
work was still heavy upon IL. What
hope was there OF being able 10 do thir-
fy-fve miles OF heavy going upon that?
IL would be strain upon the splendid
lonics of his companions-aud they
were the swiftest and nest enduring in
che country. The mostenduring? There
vas one creature more enduring, and
that was real trotting camel. II he
bad had one he might have got 20 the
wires first after all. for Mortimer had
said that over thirty miles they had the
better of cDy horse. Yes. II he had only
mo a real trottng camel! And then
like lash. came Mortimers words: III
1s the kind of beast that the dervishes
ride when they make their lightning
saids."
The beasts the dervishes ride! What
lad these dead dervishes ridden? In
an instant he was clambering up the
rocks. with Abbas protesting at his
heels. Had the two fugitiycs carried
away all the camels. or bad they been
content 20 save Themselves? The brass
glcam from litter Of empty Remington
casescaughtbis eve aud showed where
siie enemy had been crouching. And
then he could have shouted for JOY. for
thcfc. in the hollow. some little distance
OF. rose the high graceful white neck
and tie elegant head o. such n camel
ns he had never set eyes upon before
. swan-iiitc. beautiful creature. rs far
from the rough. clumsy baggles as the
/. cert-horac is from tibe racer.
NV The Loaax Ma kneeIin0 under thn