The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1908-09-25

AS though by hazard the girl picked
one Of these leaves out of the basket
and smelled at it; then she handed il
to me.
l took the leaf, and supposing that
she wished me to smell it also, was
about to oblige her by doing so, when
my eye fell upon some curious red
scratches on the green surface of the
leaf.
"Ah" said the girl to (whose name,
by the way, was Maiwa), speaking be-
meath her breath; "read the signs,
white man."
Without answering her 1 continued
to stare at the leaf.
1t has been scratched, or rather, writ
ten upon, with something sharp such
as a nail, and wherever this instru-
ment had touched it the acid juice
ozzing through the outer skin had
turned a rusty blood color.
Presently found the beginning of
the scrawl, and read this, written in
English, and covering the surface of
the leaf, and Of two others that were
in the basket:
81 hear that white man is hunting
in the Matuku country.
''This is to warm him to fly over
the mountain to Nala.
"Wambe sends an Impi at daybreak
to eat him up because he has hunted
before bringing hongo.
"For Gods sake, whoever you are,
try to help me!
Il have been the slave of this devil
Wambe for nearly seven years and
am beaten and tortured continually.
"He murdered all the rest of us, but
kept me because 1 could work iron.
"Maiwa, his wife, takes this; she is
flying to Nala, her father, because
Wambe killed her child.
'Try and get Nala to attack Wambe.
"Maiwa can guide them over the
mountain.
"You won't come for nothing, for the
stockade of Wambe's private kraal is
made of elephants tusks.
"For Gods sake, don't desert me, or
I shall kill myself!
II can bear this no longer.
JOHN EVERY"
"Great heavensr' 1 gasped. Every
why, it must be my old friend!'
The girl, or rather the woman Mai
wa, pointed to the other side of the
leaf, where there was some more
writing.
1t ran thus:
81 have just heard that the white
man is called MacumaZahn.
"If so, it must be my old friend
Quatermain.
"Pray God it is, for know he won't
desert an old chum in such a fix as
am.
ut isn't that I'm afraid of dying;
I don't care If I die; but l want to get
a chance at Wanda first"
mo, old boy" thought 1 to myself
'it isn't likely that l am going to leave
you there while there is q chance Of
getting you out.
Il have played fox before now
there's still a double or two left in
me.
81 must make a plan, that's all.
"And then there's that stockade of
tusks.
81 am not going to leave that
either"
Then spoke to the woman.
"You are called Maiwa?"
at is So"
"You are the daughter Of Nala and
the wife of Wambe?"
''It is so''
'You fly from Wambe to Nala?'
81 do"
"Why do you fly? Stay. 1 would
give an order" and calling to Gobo,
ordered him to get the men ready for
instant departure.
The woman, who, as I have said,
was quite young and very handsome,
put her hand into a kind of little
pouch made of antelope hide, which
she wore fastened round the waist,
and to my horror drew from it the
withered hand of a child which had
evidently been carefully dried in the
smoke
81 fly for this cause" she answered,
holding the poor little hand toward
me-
"See, now, l bore a child.
"Wambe was its father, and for
eighteen months the child lived and
l loved 1t.
"But Wambe loves not his children;
he kills them all; he fears lest they
should grow up to slay one so wicked
and he would have killed this child
also, but begged its life.
Zone day some soldiers passing the
hut saw the child and saluted him,
calling him the chief who soon shall
be-
"Wambe heard and was mad.
"He smote the babe and it wept.
linen he said 1t should weep fol
good cause.
among the things that he had stoler
from the white men whom he slew
| is a trap that will hold lions.
80 strong IS the trap that your meI
| must stand on it, two on either side
| before it can be opened"
Here old Quatermain broke off sud
| deny.
Look here. you fellows" he said; Is.
can't bear to go ON with this part o
the story. because l never could stant
either seeing or talking of the suffer
| incs of children. You can guess Wha
! that devil did and what the poor motn
| or was forced to witness. Would Eo'
! believe it?-sne told ne the tale with
out a tremor, in the most matter-oi
fact way. Only 1 noticed that her eye
! lid quivered ali the time"
"Wel," 1 said, as unconcernedly a
though 1 had been talking of the deaf
of a lamb, though inwardly l was sic
with horror and boiling with rage, IAN
what do you mean to DO about tn
matter. Maiwa, wife of Wambe:'
Il mean to do this, white man.
she answered. drawing herself up t
her full height and speaking in tone