The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-04-02

ers in the field there was complete abb
sence of chatter and laughter. only fright
ened, sullen looks and furtive snarls and
threatenings when the lads back was
turned.
The ayah had put Winnie TO bed, and Il
was the night of Easter Sunday. Cousin
Tom had dned at another mans bungalow
and was not expected home until late, but
Winnie had been about the verandah all
day. None of the men and boys had been
near the bungalow and very few OF the
girls, but Ramie had been az the feet Of
the little missionary all the afternoon until
dark. Winnie was feeling strong aud in
deed the new enthusiasm In her life had
helped her nightly.
Now win | pack up indeed" said the
ayah, for you are strong enough TO go
down TO the coast TO the great ship"
But Winnie shook her head.
II don't want to go now" she said. II
have so many friends who love me. And
they never loved anybody before, nursei
SO it is really Easter.
Loves redeeming work Is done;
Fought the fight, the battle WON'T
But the good ayah did not understand.
An hour afterwards cama Ramle tapping
at the little missionary's bedroom, to which
Winnie ran from her bed in alarm.
Gomez cried Ramie in great distress.
Come, little daughter of the SUM- They
have forgotten what you have said they
are all out, women and men and children,
waiting for him in the dark as he comes
back"
"Who? cried Winnie.
"rhe sinnadore," said Ramie. They are
going to stone him and beat him to, death!
Gomez
Weak and delicate she was. but child
u
trembled nor stopped to awaken the ayah
who would have forbidden her, but, in a
little white dress, hatless, with her big eyes
shining fearlessly and her brown hair fly
ing In the night wind, she slipped through
the window into Ramie's arms and ran
along the path in the dim moonlight.
They could see nothing of the coolies;
nothing of the sinnadore He had to come
over the hin, and strip OF uncleared for
est through which the path wound lined
the top of the mountain. Everything was
perfectly stiH as the girls climbed the
steep path. Winnie supported by Ramle's
stouter arm. Now ratsnake shot across
the path, or some of the little night beasts
scampered across the loose soil, or, far
away, an elk parked, but there was none
of the usual evening noise In the coolie
lines-no tom-tons, no singing, no sound
Of play or quarrel from the crowded huts
Ine estate was iflBnbluHyg OmliOuSIy 81
lent But up in the strip of forest, hidden
In the jungle, were three hundred dark
skinned saVages armed with stones and
clubs waiting for the man they hated
He came, whistling and singing, swing
ing his stick, otherwise unarmed, contempt
tuous of danger as he always had been,
and suddenly from the night came a swift
flung stone which grazed his cheek, and
another and another, and cries and howls
and then the mob was upon him. He was
strong and resolute, and his stick was stout
He did not yen or curse, but closed his
teeth and gripped his stick and-fought
silently. Even in their numbers they were
afraid Of him, and held Off afraid OF that
powerful arm. But he could not with his
weapon parry the flying rocks. These came
in cloud. He was struck in the face; he
was blinded with blood; he was down on
his knees dizzy and stunned, yet stu
fighting. They rushed on him then with
their clubs-when swiftly there sprang In
upon them a ghostly, startling shape, so
that they fell back, one tumbling on an
other, thinking ii was spirit.
Winnie stood over the body OF her cousin
and faced them, out of breath with her
run, sobbing and painting, her hands
stretched out beseechAngly. her face
streaming with tears. She looked In that
white dress IN the dark forest something
from heaven-the spirit of love. They all
fell back and the stones fell from their
hands. She knew not what to say, until
al last she held up her hand as she had
done swhen she had tried enthusiastically
TO teach them and to help them.
"Sing" she cried. and sang herself, and
the hymn rang out, strangely sounding
In such a rare scene. Ramie came 70 her
side, and then some Of the women and