The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-12-29
me Story Of On African Form.
By OLIVE soHREINER.
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is model When it is done. they will
have to make large one"
"Show it me-
The boy shook his head.
NO not till it is done cannot let
any human being see it till then
at is a beautiful secret" said En-.
and the boy shufiled out to pick up his
skins.
That evening father and son sat in
the cabin eating their supper The ia
ther sighed deeply sometimes Per
haps he Thought how long time it
was since B"naparte had visited the
cabin, but his son was in that land in
which signs have no part. 1t is a CUES
ton whether it were not better to be
the shabbiest of fools and know the
way up the little stair of Imagination
to the land of dreams than the wisest
of men, who see nothing that the eyes
do not show and feel nothing that the
hands do not touch. The boy chewed
his brown bread and drank his coffee,
but in truth he saw only his machine
finished, that last something found out
and added. He saw it as it worked
with beautiful smoothness, and over
and above, as he chewed his bread and
drank his coffee. there was that de-
lightful consciousness of something
bending over him and loving him. 1t
would not have been better in one of
the courts of heaven, where the walls
are set with rows of the King of
Glory's amethysts and milk white
pearls. than there. eating his supper in
that little room.
AS they sat in silence there was a
knock at the door. When it was open
niger showed itself She was a mes
senger from Tant' Sannie The Ger
man was wanted at once at the home
stead. Putting on his hat with both
hands. he hurried off. The kitchen
was in darkness. but in the pantry be-
yond Tant Sannie and her maids were
assembled
A kaf1ir girl VINO had been grinding
pepper between two stones knelt on
the floor. the lean Hottentot stood with
brass candlestick in her hand, and
Tant' Sannie. near the shelf, with a
hand on each hip. was evidently listen
ing intently, as We're her companions
"What may it Beg" cried the old
German in astonishment.
The room beyond the pantry was the
storeroom. Through the thin wooden
partition there arose at that instant.
evidently from some creature ensconced
there, prolonged and prodigious howl,
followed by succession of violent
blows against the partition wall.
The German seized the churn stick
and was about to rush round the
house when the Boer woman impress
lively laid her hand upon his arm.
'"rhat is his head.' said Tant San
ME; that is his head
But what might it BET" asked the
German. looking from one to the other
churn stick in hand.
A low hollow below prevented re-
ply. and the voice of Bonaparte lifted
itself on high.
"Mary Ann. my angel. my wife!
Isn't it dreadful?" said Tant' Sannie
as the blows were repeated fercely.
HE has got letter. His wife is
dead. You must go and comfort him."
said Tant' Sannie at last, land l will
go with you 1t would not be the
thing for me to go alone-me, who am
only 33. and he an unmarried man
now" said Tant' Sannie. blushing and
smoothing out her apron.
Upon this they all trudged round
the house in company, the Hottentot
maid carrying the light, Tant' Sanne
and the German following and the
kattir girl bringing up the rear
ooh" said Tant' Sannie, 81 see now
it wasn't wckedness made him do
without his wife so long. only neces-
sity."
AT the door she motioned to the Ger
man to enter and followed him closely.
On the stretcher behind the sacks Bona
parte lay on his face, his head pressed
into a pillow. his legs kicking gently.
The Boer woman sat down on box at
the foot Of the bed. The German stood
with folded hands looking on.
I'VE must all die" said Tant Sannie
| ttl last II Is Ilc uccI Lulu WILL
Hearing her voice, Bonaparte turned
himself on to his back.
cts very hard" said Tant' Sannie
81 know, for I've lost two husbands"
Bonaparte looked up into the Ger
mans face.
ooh, what does she say? Speak te
me words of comfortw
The German repeated Tant' Sannie's
remark.
"Ah, IL also, two dear, dear wives
whom l shall never see any morev
cried Bonaparte, finging himself bacl
upon the bed.
He howled until the tarantulas tina
lived between the rafters and the zin'
roof felt the unusual vibration an,
looked out with their wicked brigh
eyes to see what was going on.
Tant' Sannie sighed; the Hottento
maid sighed; the Kaffir girl. who look
ed in at the door, put her hand owe
her mouth and said, "Mow-wah!'
"You must trust in the Lord" SAT-
Tant' Sannie. "He can give you NOR
than you have lost"
81 do, | dOv' he cried But oh