The Wichita daily eagle., 1901-06-21
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Hullo, Jack. whittier away" shouted
Bathurst from the veranda Of the Bulu-
wayo Club 10 fair. wen set-up youth.
who was riding slowly past
Oh, just for q ride-mCst have some
exercise, YOU know-so long" replied
Jack Manton. urging his pony into q
canter, and disappearing down the broad
road in cloud Of red dust.
, II b. said Bathurst 70 his compan-
lon, tall, middIe-sged man with a dis
tinguished face. Master Jack taken to
exercise very strongly OF late, Gen
erali"
Yes replied the General-his was an
honorary title, but none the less we'll
won on many a hard-fought, irregular
battleheld-'-bet you g dinner there's a
woman in it.''
Not taken. you old cynic. though I
don't think Jacks that sort. Tell you
what, though. III take twenty in hun
dred and play you for bottle
Fifteen. my boy, I'm growing old, ="
said the General and, wrangling amica-
bly, over the points. they turned into the
billiard room.
Jack Manton pursued his way steadily
TO the Matoppo IIills-that obiong mass Of
stone and rock-and did not pull rein TIL
he entered a narrow defle leading into
these gloomy Businesses. Skirtlng TO the
right, he crossed some open ground. trav-
ersed another pass, and halted al the foot
OF small, circular kopJe. Having knee
haltered his pony, he began 10 ascend &
narrow zis-zag path, thicSiy fringed with
sage-brUshes. He was only half way up
when there was a faint rustic in the
BUSH a pair Of soft, bare arms were
thrown around his neck, and a rich, mu-
sical voice cried gayly: "Saku bona UNI
koOs pambo mi intombI' Cwelcome. my
lord, thy slave salutes thee.")
By Jove, Manzi," cried Jack, in Ma
tabele, you quite startled newell, how
goes it, little grip" he added, as he led
the way to neat. straw-plaited hut,
perched on a natural ledge Of the kOpje,
and which had been their labor Of love TO
construct. Manzi-or Mananzi Git rip
ping water was very beautiful. In her
veins flowed the blood of the old Portu-
guese explorers, Who once swept across
Africa, and from them she had inherited
the perfect aquiliue features and oval
contour of the sunny South, whilst the
savage blood which intermingled IN her
body showed itself in her graceful, undu-
lating carriage, and the warm. sun
kissed, brown tints of her skin. She was
barely IS. and being unmarried, her long
black hair foated about her rounded
shoulders, instead OF being pulled up in
the hideous, clay-smeared sugar-lOaf
which distinguishes the Matabele ma
tron.
Dear lord" said Manzi, kissing the
strong. freckled hand she held in hers,
thy slave is troubled-three times with
in the last moon hath she dreamed that
the Great Spirit came and called herl'
Nonsense, little one" replied Jack,
the Great Spirit viii not take thee away
from het" And he drew her closer to
him.
BY Tam Tamson's SEQ, Cornell, I canna
hand these yellow blackguards O mine
much longer" 50 spake Commandant
Robertson, the chief Of the Cape Boy
Corps, a grizzled. steel-eyed, hard-bitten,
ft-hearted old Scotchman, to whom the
scent of battle was as the perfumes Of
Already. Colonel Plumer smiled at the
speaker, and rapidly review the situation
in his mind. Since dawn no had been
hammering away at the huge beetling
mass Of stone and granite in front Of
him. The seven-pounders had vonited
shrapnel and common shell till the muz-
zles glowed, and the gunners were ready
to drop.
It tell ye. Cornell" pleaded the Com
mandaut. glaring hungrily across the val
ley, they're fair mad. There's three Of
them doom. and Howard's got a bullet in
his ankle"
Very well. Robertson said Colonel
Plunlmer at last, you can have a try;
wen be ready to support you If neces-
sary."
AYE. aye. Cornell, there'n be nae need
for hat-Ser-r-geant-M jorr' he shouted,
cheerily moving Of to his yellow black
guards whom he knew so we'll how TO
manage.
"Oh. sir. may 7 go with him. begged
Jack Manton, springing forward; its
the first time I've been able to get away
from the transport onice?"