The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1906-12-04

sDo they sleep and eat and SO forth
to do thy bidding. Or are they per-
chance dead and scattered Ike the WIN
ter flowers? y
He groaned and the fierce-eyed wou1-
an went on
cart thou still a chief, Wambe, OF
does another take thy town and power2
and say, lord, what doest thou there,
and what is that slaves Ieglet upon
thy knee?
as it a dream, Wambe, great lord
and chief, Grand she lifted her
ciinched hands and shook them in his
hath d woman's vengeance
found thee out, and woman's wit
overmatched thy tyrannous strength!
and art thou about to slowly die IN
torrents horrible to think on, 0 thou
accursed murderer of little Children
And with one wild scream she
dashed the dead hand of the child
straight into his face. and then fell
senseless on the floor.
AS for the demon in the trap. he
shrunk back as far as its iron bounds
would allow. his eyes starting out Of
his head with pain and terror, and
then once more began to yell.
The whole scene was more than
could stand.
.sNala," said. "this must not go on.
That man is a fend, but he must not
be left to die there.
s'See thou to it,
may answered Nala. "let him taste
of the food wherewith he hath fed SO
many: leave him till death shall find
him.
eThat will not, I answered.
"Let his end be swift See thou to
it,
GAS thou wilt, Macumazahn," an
swered the chief, with shrug Of the
shoulders.
sFirst let the white man and Maiwa
be brought FORTH"
So the soldiers came forward and
carried Every and the woman into the
open air.
AS the former was borne past his tor
mentor, the fallen chief, so cowardly
was his wicked heart. actually prayed
him to intercede for him and save him
from a fate which, but for our proyl-
dental appearance, would have been
Every's own.
So we went away. and in another
moment one of the biggest villains on
the earth troubled it no more.
Once in the fresh air Every quickly
recovered.
l looked at him and horror and sor-
row pierced me through to see such a
sight.
His face was the face of man of
sixty, though he was not yet forty, and
his poor body was cut to pieces with
stripes and scars and other marks Of
the torments which Wambe had for
years amused himself with inlicting
on him.
AS soon as he recovered himself
little he struggled on to his knees.
burst into a paroxysm of weeping, and,
clasping my legs with his emaciated
arms, would have actually kissed my
feet.
what are you about, old fellow?" |
said, for am not accustomed to that
sort Of thing, and it made me feel I'M
comfortable.
''Oh. God bless your he moaned-
God bless you'll
If you only knew what have gone
through!
'And to think that you should have
come to help me and at the risk Of your
own lifeI
"Well, you were always true friend
yes. yes, a true friend.
sBoshr' / answered, testify; "I'm a
trader and l came after that ivory"
and pointed to the stockade Of tusks.
.Did you ever hear Of an elephant
hunter who would not have risked his
immortal soul for them, and much
more, his carcass?'
But he took no notice of my ex-
plantations and went on God-blessing
me as hard as ever. till at last ! be-
thought me that cup Of tea might
steady his nerves a bit.
/ gave ] him and was not disap-
pointed in the result, for he brisked up
wonderfully.
Then 1 hunted about in Wambe's
hut and found kaross for him to put
over his poor bruised shoulders, and
he was quite man again.
Now | said why did the late
lafnented Wambe want to nut you in
that trap?"
Because, as soon as they heard that
the fight was going against them and
that Maiwa was charging at the head
of Nala's Impi one Of the women told
Wambe that she had seen me write
something on some leaves and give
them to Idaiwa before she went away
to purify herself.
Go be contInl ed,l
gwims River on Hundredth birthday.
Frederick Messer. whose home is