Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1905-12-13

respondent, Utterly broken hearted.
Now she was filled with new hope.
There was fresh motive In existence.
Whether destined to live an hour or
half century she would never, never
leave him. nor, Of course, could he ever
ever leave her. Some things were
quite imposslble-for example, that
they should part.
jerks brought her biscuit, tin of
meat and that most doleful cup of
champagne.
"It is not exactly frappe," he said,
handing her the insipid beverage, "but.
under other conditions, 1t is a wine al
most worthy to toast you in"
She fancied she had never before no
ticed what charming smile he had.
Toast is peculiarly suitable
word" she cried II am simply fritz
zling. In these warm clothes
She stopped. For the first time since
that prehistoric period when she was
Miss Deane' and he "Afr. jerks" she
remembered the manner Of her gar
ments.
IL 10 uOL liz vain SlONhlhS " W. AS0A
so much as the want Of air" explained
the sailor readily. This tarpaulin has
made the place very stuffy. but we
must put up with it until SHUTDOWN. BY
the way, what is that?"
A light tap on the tarred canvas d.
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
to 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 different place. and they both con-
Cured in the belief that something had
darted In curved flight over the ledge
and fallen on top of their protecting
shield.
"Let 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 a
couple Of tiny arrows.
"There are no less than seven Of
these things sticking in the canvas"
he said. "1hey don't look very terri
bic. / suppose that is what my Indian
friend meant by warning me against
the trees OIL the right
He did not tell Iris all the Moham-
medan said. There was no need to
alarm her causelessly. Even while
they examined the curious little missile
another flew 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
pointed fish bone, sharp, but not barb
ed and not fastened in manner sug-
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 APP
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.
GLOW do they fire it?" asked Iris.
do they throw it?"
Il will soon tell you" he replied,
reaching for rife.
"Do not 60 out yet" she entreated
him. "They cannot harm us. Perhaps
we may learn more by keeping quiet
They will not continue shooting these
things all day"
Again tiny arrow Travelled toward
them in q graceful paraboln. This one
fell short. Missing the tarpaulin, it al
most dropped on the girls outstretched
hand. She picked it UP. The fish bone
point had snapped by contact with the
floor Of the ledge. She sought for and
found the small tip.
"See,. she said ut seems to have
been dipped in something. It Is quite.
discolored."
jerks frowned peculiarly. A star
ting explanation had suggested itself
to him. Fragments Of forgotten lore:
were taking cohesion in his mind.
"Put it down. Quick!" he cried. 2
Iris obeyed him, with wonder in her
eyes. He spilled a teaspoonful of cham
oagne into small hollow Of the rock
md stepped one Of the fish bones in the
.auid Within few seconds the cham
agne assumed greenish tinge and
Q bone became white. Then he knew.
"Ge"' go i" he exclaimed, these