The San Francisco call., 1898-01-23

with ammunition, and into this
 he thrust his four loaded re- volvers. He took his long, keen bladed knife in one hand and in the other held the stout war club. So he was ready for the fray.
 But Kemona wanted to save his ann munition if he could, thinking that, on the long backward march to the lagoon where he had left the California, there might be need of it all, for he must count upon meeting roaming savages and he and Binnie must kill game for meat. He could easily have shot Ghoor- -Ghee-Tee. His plan was to hb- crate not only Binnie but all the saw age prisoners, and he pushed forward full of this purpose.
 The slaves of Ghoor-Ghee-Tee sur rounded the camp fire. The prisoners, including Binnie, were near the fire, and the light of the burning boughs made it impossible for them to rise to their feet without attracting the notice of the savages who were standing watch over them. Kemona was not long in reaching a decision when he noticed this.
 There is but one way" he said. T must go boldly forward to the fire and take the chance that the savages may see that I am not one of their tr1be But first-''
 By this Kemona meant that first he must find some way to break through the line of guards without giving an alarm.
 He circled slowly about the camp. exercising great care, for he knew that the savages had sharp eyes and sharp ears, and that the least accident, like the snapping of @ twig beneath his feet, might ruin all. He wished to find a savage just about his size, and then
 Suddenly he saw the man he was tI,1 club all the pistols and the knife. Then he crept quietly forward with the club in hand and crouched behind bush. Then he waited, patiently, for the saw age guard to pass him. There was danger that a struggle with him would alarm the camp, but he must take the chances. Kemona was crouched, like a tiger, to spring. He breathed a deep sigh of relief as he saw the savage lie down and prepare to sleep. Half an hour later Kemona had gagged and bound the savage and boldly he walked to the fire.
 Binnie was awake. He was thrilled with surprise as he saw Kemona, whom he knew at once. kemona, un- der the pretense of fixing the fire. which he poked with his club. managed to get the sharp knife from it and to drop it in reach of Binnie The lad pushed the thongs that held his wrists against the blade and was freed.
 Ugh" said Ghoor- -Ghee-Tee, slow iy waking up, T dreamed the white men had come"
 Binnie hastily covered up the knife with his arms and waited while Ghoor- Ghee-Tee looked sharply about the camp. Kemona had gone outside of the camp as soon as Binnie had the knife, and so the chief did not see him. Ghoor-Ghee-Tee was not satisfied un- til he went among the prisoners and counted them. It was an anxious min ute for Binnie when the chief stood over him, for the knife might be seen. But the blade was out of sight.
 Kemona, now having a revolver in his hand, glared at the chief from the darkness. and any hostile movement by Ghoor-Ghee-Tee against Binnie would have been answered at once by a bull let. Ghoor-G -Ghee-Tee kicked several slaves, to keep them wide awake, and went back to sleep, without having made any discovery.
 Kemona was encouraged that he had been successful so far. Like a lynx he watched Ghoor-Ghee-Tee. So did Binnie. A half hour passed before it was safe to make another move. To Binnie it seemed an age But then the chief slept. Without attracting the attention of the guards Binnie managed to cut the bonds of the saw age captive next to him. The savage was quick to learn and he freed four of his comrades before any of his guards took an alarm.
 When a shrill shriek told Ghoor- Ghee-Tee that there was an enemy