The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-01-06

MIN. or else III drown"
Heads disappeared, and many pairs OF
nlack heels kicked upwards. The old man
hitched together his shabby pyjalnas, and
stared industrious!y at the broken water
through his eyeglass. IT'S all very well
for this Is. O'Nelll to send out letters
that the firm is going to double its
business" he grumbled, but IL they don't
send me men that can get ashore in one
piece. how this factory at Malla-Nulla is
going to buck up. I can't see. BY Jove.
they've got him, the besgars. Red-headed
chap. too. Well. I might have saved that
dash. I'm thinking. Men with red heads
never seem to stand the climate here for
long. 1t will be nuisance of the beggar
pegs out within the month, after I've
spent case OF gin on him."
1t. was very limp and bedraggled
Carter that WIS brought ashore presently
by the krooboys. He was held up by the
heels. more Africano. to let the Atlantic
drain from his inside back into its proper
place, but he did not show any sign OF
consciousness till he had been lifted up
and carried TO the shelter Of the retail
store.
Swzzle-Sdck Smith limped beside him,
putting at his briar. "Beggar's got an
arm broken" he commented. Just my
luck. And K. O'Neill will expect the
work to be done just the same. OH
he said when the dripping Kruoboys had
put down his guest on the counter-"so
again?
Carter shuddered and slowly opened
his eyes. A brown cockroach, horrible
with dust, dropped from the rafter above
onto his face.
I'm afraid you've had rather rough
bout of 1t, landing, my lad. It's very
bad beach to-day. There, don't move.
You're all right. You'll feel bit queer
YETI
"The boat upset"
1T did, most thoroughly. But you're
now at MALTA Nulla factory in West
Africa, and I bid you welcome. I'm Mr..
Smith. your commanding officer. You'd
like to lie still for bit, perhaps?"
Yes"
We'll buck up, and you'll soon be all
right. You needn't fancy you'll be
yeti
"For a which,
The trader pointed with his pipe stem
across the store to wooden box 1uli
of nintlock trade guns That's gun
case. Mans usually too long to fit it
comfortably, especially ii he's as we'll
grown as you are. SO we knock out
one end, and nail on an old top-hat.
Then you can plant him in style.
corner of smile. "a most tidy GUS
tom,'' he said family. But l say. could
you do anything for my arm? Sorry to
trouble you. but it's most abominably
painful"
your arms broken, worse luck. I'll
set it for you when I've got off this
CARGO
'I'd rather have a doctor. Will you
send off to the M'poso for the doctor
there pleasc?'
The old man laughed and polished his
eyeglass on sleeve of his pyjamas.
My lad. you don't understand. You've
left the steamer now, and her Doctors
not the kind of fool to risk his own
bones trying to get here with the beach
as bad as it is to-day. don't suppose he
you for millionaire. You
came out in the second class, I sup
pose?'
Yes
"'rhen there you are. His RESPONSE
bilty ended when you left the steamer,
and ships doctors don't come ashore on
this Coast unless they're sure of touch
ing big fat fee. Now you must just
lie quiet where you are, and bite on
your teeth till I've some time for SUR
gerry. Trade comes first in West Africa"