The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-01-06
CHAPTER V.
EVENTS AT MALbA-NuLI.A.

Mr.. Smith had been away from his
creature comforts for a spell OF twenty
hours, and most OF that time had been
spent on the thwart of dancing surf
boat in the embraces of dank sea fog.
He had been divorced from food, stimu-
liant and tobacco smoke for all that time
the surf-boat had been twice upset in
getting of, and drowned all the matches
and as "a consequence his temper was
Vile. and his language was sulphurous.
He was barely thankful when he came
back to the beach again and found Malta
Nulla factory neither burned nor looted:
he was openly ungrateful when he found
that the last of the stock of lines had
gone mouldy. and realized for the mo-
ment Coast cocktail was beyond the
limitations of art. AS a consequences Mr..
Smith romped up and down the untidy
mess-room in a state bordering on frenzy,
and in his own especial polyglot reviled
the unknown x. O'Neill as the fons ct
.origo mali.
IN addition to the legitimate boat boys
the whole of the other factory boys had
been crammed Into the surf-boat ana.
as a consequence, they also were chilled,
cramped, and bad-tempered. His own
body servant was openly insolent when
commanded to produce dry tobacco and
q pipe. And when on the top of all
this MIR. Smith opened Carriers bedroom
door. stumbled over the sleepy White
AIan's-Troube, and was promptly floored
by that nervous savage and threatened
with a well-filed match, the remaining
rags OF his temper at last gave way,
He sat there on the floor very un-
kernpt figure, and for five minutes with
out stopping (or repeating himselD said
exactly what he thought.
During four Of these minutes his as
sistant had been awake, and listening to
him through the thin filter of the mos
quito bar.
Perhaps I should explain, SIR" said
Carter. stiffly, when the flow OF words
at last ended. that l came back here
because / thought You were in a hole
and might be of use. I have not been
INDUCING in '&klskey as you suggest. but
] believe i he+e- been through stiftish
bout OF fever"
Get UP, man, and look at yourself in
the glass"
Carter did that inspected a moment,
and then whistled. Good Lord he
said, ''I don't wonder you think L had
white stun painted round my eye sockets!
I look like clown in q circus
"Oh, Carter" said White-Man's-Trou
BILE, dem 1u-ju. Last night you lib fol
fever plenty-too-much bad. 1 fit for curs
you. Now you we'll If you touch den
iu-ju. you lib for fever again, one-time.
Carters meddling hand dropped to hi;
side as though the white stuff round hi;
eye had stung him. He turned half-apolo
geticallys to Mr.. Smith. do you thinl
that's likely. sir2 You know West Afri
can ways better than I do"
Beyond me. But you never can tell
and there's always the probability o
Africa springing something new upoi
one. II l were you I should let you
4 ,I,l-
ing that decoration for the day, II you
boy says so. Ju-ju's a dangerous thin
to NEEDLE with anyway, and he calls
that. Besides your fevers gone, yo
eay?'
Absolutely. And don't even feel
wreck"
You're sure you were pretty bad la.
night
II fancy was close upon pegging OH
! never had such Il stiff bout before"
We'll Mr.. Carter" said the old ma
screwing in an eyeglass and staring {
him, ''iH were you 7 should dash Tro,
BILE five bob for saving your life. an
follow out the rest of his instruction
Ju-ju often gets there ~nen drugs Won
touch the spot at all. and, mark yo
you're getting that admission from II
man VINO knows more about drugs sui
able for Coast ailments than anybody !
Nest Africa The only trouble abol
putting this into general practice,
where are you going to find The prop
1u-ju 10 meet the case? But you see
10 have got hold OF tho right boy +
this sort Of thing In Trouble. Turnir
TO business for q moment, hope YOU
satisfied with your exertions on behq
of Craven and OMEN with his Males
of Okky?"
Well. don't know what he's done y,
sir Mr. Slade said he had wiped o
Malla-Nula factory and killed you a
~ the boys, but that seems-well, eXa
gerated."
"sIade always takes the gloomy vie
The King talked; and III admit thin
looked ugly Tor a bit. You see yol
walked off with the frm's artillery"
Good heavens, do you mean that
tin-pot ten -siEnenny revolver was I
only gin about the placer"
Certainly ! do, You see--er- Mr. q
Ter. one occasionally -er-dInes ratI
heavily mere, and once after dining
we'll | saw n man shoot another wht
los- p regretted afterwards. So Us