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

fashionable wear for clerks In west
coast factories. whatever they may be
IN story-books. So the weapon lay In his
fnouiuy parliamentary. and the moist Coast
climate changed its nickel dress for a
good coat of bright red rust
But the morning after the King of Ok
~ arrival. while that bulky potenta:e
was sun asleep in the factory, Carter
went In. cleaned the revolver as well as
ne could. and jammed cartridges into its
reluctant chambers. He carried it pirate-
fashion for the remainder of that day
INSIDE The band of his trousers. to his
great personal discomfort, and to the vast
enjoyment of Dir. Smith. However. U,e
trhculent okky soldiers who had DELHI
erately shaken weapons at him in the
morning were reduced by the sight of it
TO certain surly ciyi!ity. and work in
the feteesh went on without any open
rupture.
Mr.. Smith was distinctly irritable when
dawn came in with the morning tea. but
presently, when the swizzle-stick began
It's merry swishing in the cocktail pitche-,
he thawed into pleasing geniality,
which, by frequent application OF the
same remedy. endured throughout the
day. Laura Siade had returned in her
hammock by the beach road in the cool
of the preceding night, and Carter's
thoughts followed her to Smooth River
factory. to the detriment of his work
down in the feteesh. He gave no mental
attention whatever TO the King OF Okky,
who sat cross-iegsed in long chair In
the factory yeranda above him, but that
bulky potentate kept returning with a
dogged persistency to the subject of
George Carter.
''Oh. Smith, he kept on saying, 81
savvy champagne palaver. n 1 savvy
cocktail palaver n / fit for chop when
chop-time lib. But | ask you for tell me-
IL YOU fit for dash me dem
Red-head that savvies machine palaver.
If you no fit, l stop dem road, an no
more trade lib for Malla-Nulla.
To which Mr.. Smith. who knew his
West Africa from twenty-five years
study Of it's men and customs, would
reply with an unrufled geniality that he
was sure the King was far too good
heather to try any such dirty game
IS putting iu-ju on the factory of an
bid friend. You're pulling my leg. old
Iocdwax," Mr.. Smith would say. II
pray You cease, and you shall have the
'est cocktail this pagan Coast has seen
n shifted"
"of. smith," the King would say. 7
It" and thereafter there would be truce
i'll the houseboy brought the ingredients.
siiu MI. soiiIltIl. Will HIS IaT-lailleu SIKH
compounded them, and the pink cocktails
vent their appointed journey to perform
heir accustomed work After which the
,frican would once more repeat his un-
tearied demand.
From the rising of the King from his
nat. to the hour of the midday meal, this
emand and reply went on, ana Swizzlc-
tick Smith parted it with unrutIled Sc
entity. But an open rupture very nearly
anne at the meal time Asa king, the
isitor was invited to sit at meat with
he white man III their mess-room. He
lid little during the meal, but he APP
raised Carter's head so persistently with
IS eyes that that irritated young man,
18th the pride OF race bubbllng within
m. would have openly resented the
erformance If he had not given prom
c to Mr.. Smith on this very point only
short half-hour before.
Such state of things could not last
nS without bringing about an open
each. and Swizze-Stick Smith, with
vast experience, saw this earlier than
ybody, and made his arrangements ac-
rdingly.
lie tried hard to write letter. but mis-
n was not in the mood for intelligent
biography. So he had to fall back on