The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-06-21
THE WATCHMAN AND soUTHRON, JUNE 81, 1905.

Wrong. 1t was so Delightfully."- right
that le must kiss her again to empha-
size his convictions.
They grew ca,mer. more seGate. 1t
was so undeniably true they loved one
another that the fact was becoming
venerable with age. Iris was perhaps
the first to recognize its quiet certain
ty-
LAS l cannot get you to talk reason
ably" she protested, Il must appeal
to your sympathy. l IN hungry. and.
oh, so thirsty
The girl had hardly eaten morsel
for her midday meal. Then she was
despondent, utterly broken hearted.
Now she was filed with new hope.
There was fresh motive in existence.
Whether destined to live an hour or
half a century she would never, never
leave him. nor. Of course. could he ever,
ever leave her Some things We're
quite impossible-for example, that
they should part.
jerks brought her biscuit, tia Of
meat and that most doleful cup Of
champagne.
at is not exactly frappe," he said,
handing her the insipid beverage, "but,
under other conditions. it is wine al
most worthy to toast you in"
She fancied she had never before no.
ticed what a charming smile he had.
Toast is peculiarly suitable
word,'' she cried 81 am simply friz-
zling. In these warm clothes
She stopped For the first time since
that prehistoric period when she was
Miss Deane" and he ''A1r. jerks" she
remembered the manner Of her gar
ments.
cit is not the warm clothing you feel
so much as the want of air." explained
the sailor readily. This tarpaulin has
made the place very stufy, but we
must put up with it until sundown. By
the way, what is that?''
A light tap on the tarred canvas di-
rectly over his head had caught his
ear Iris. glad Of the diversion, told
him she had heard the noise three Or
four times, but fancied it was caused
by the occasional rustling Of the sheet
on the uprights.
jerks had not allowed his attention
ito wander altogether from external
events. Since the Dyaks' last escapade
there was no sign Of them in the val
ley or on either beach. Not for trivial
cause would they come again within
range Of jerks rifle.
They waited and listened silently.
Another tap sounded on the tarpaulin
In a different place, and they both con-
Cured in the belief that something had
darted in curved fight over the ledge
and fallen on top Of their protecting
shield
'1Let us see what the game is" ex-
claimed the sailor. he crept to the
back Of the ledge and drew himself up
until he could reach over the sheet.
He returned, carrying in his hand
couple OF tiny arrows.
There are no less than seven Of
these things sticking in the canvas"
he said. 'sThey don't look very terri
be. suppose that is what my Indian
friend meant by warning me against
the trees on the right"
lie did not tell Iris all the A1oham-
medan said. There was no need to
alarm her causelessly. Even While
they examined the curious little missile
another few UP from the valley and
lodged on the roof of their shelter.
The Shaft of the arrow, made Of some
extremely hard wood, was about ten
inches in length. Affixed to it was a
pointed fish bone, sharp. but Tot barb
ed and not fastened in manner suS-
gestive of much strength. The arrow
was neither feathered nor grooved for
a bowstring. Altogether it seemed to
be a childish weapon to be used by
men equipped with lead and steel.
jerks could not understand the ap-
pearance of this toy. Evidently the
Dyaks believed in its efficacy or they
would not keep on pertinaciously drop
ping an arrow on the ledge.
How do they FIRE it:' asked Iris.
do they throw it?''
Il will soon tell you," he replied,
reaching for rife.
do not go out yet" she entreatea
him. They cannot harm us. Perhaps
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