The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-05-01

to some spot on the continent he was
not familiar with. II allowed to
make the experiment, I reckon I
would have lost, as I'd picked out a
coy corner in Bulgaria, which l SUBJ
sequently learned he had once sum-
mered in. But when we reached Bonn
bay we were met by orders from the
handspring, asking that we under
take little African tour, something
with leopards in it. This was old
work for lib and me, and although all
our plans for lodging the guide-book
10 Europe were smashed, he displayed
no disappointment as he prepared for
the sail across the Sea of Arabia to
the hunched-up shoulder of Africa,
where we shifted to south-bound
boat.
''Once arrived, lib promptly OBJ
tanned permission to net anything on
four legs in the Congo State, we pay
ing a handsome premium on all vic
Tins shipped. He also took out IL
censes in Uganda Protectorate and for
the East Africa Protectorate. You'd
suppose those stamping grounds would
suffice to fill all the menageries under
canvas, yet lib began to lose all in
terest in them when we drew near to
the Uganda border and he heard of
Lake Bango country, which is encom-
passed by the big Magli marsh. That
region is under no protectorate, and
although the inhabitants were said to
be replete with disagreeable senti-
ments towards strangers, the old chap
was crazy to visit it. The fact it
was forbidden ground to the blond
race only conjured up in his mind all
sorts of eccentric quadrupedal posi-
bilities; and when our head man
shivered in the brazen sunlight and
said Feeney Scraws existed solely
to kidnap foolish transients, and add
ed that fugitives from that realm had
related fearsome nursery tales about
man-eating white leopards, knew the
dice were juggled for our going to
the Bango.
IAN anxious inquiry on my part drew
forth the information that Mr.. Scraws
was probably the most accomplished
cruel he ought to have been dentist.
He was native chief, the head man
chartered, a professor of unpleasant
practices.
Thus with very slim encourage We
drew near Mr.. Scraws' bona, as the
native village is called, and began
hunting the fever-laden marsh for
white leopards.
Now that 1 am out OF that bust
ness, I'll explain that much of our
success in trapping the untamed peo-
pie of the tanglewood was due to
those used to-day by cyclists in hest
tating ugly dogs. lib had improved
the article as ordinarily made until
it would shoot Is charges of the
strongest kind of dope, and our en-
ployer often utilized it in quieting
Gagged animals In place of the crude
hot iron. One slug of that stuff, as
prepared by lib, would send the aver
age striped cat or lion off to slumber
land for several minutes, and the pa
tient on awaking was usually very
docile.
well, We made the east shore of
Lake Bango, undisturbed, and as the
hunting was as thin as an almshouse
stew we picked up some native boats
and crossed to the west side.
''He studied the approaching shore
steadily for few minutes and then OBJ
served: Too late, my child. I think
our host awaits US; the trees are
alive. To retreat now would mean a
swarm of them upon us, for they have
a few bark ferries on the beach,
note. Brace up and try to infuse a
little self-respect into our simple fol-
lowers, as 1 fear they have forgotten
their ancestral pride and will do us
scant credit
There he is, Billy-the man with
the face like an inf1amed nightmare.
Jovial, looking chap, eh?'
and he nodded his head carelessly
toward him we both knew to be Chief
Feeney Scraws.
Don't make a move, Billy
warned lib in a low voice, as with
his free hand he reached in his pocket
and produced his last cigarette and
lighted it.
''The moral effect of this little act
swept the chief off his feet for the
moment, sir. He lowered his weapon
with grunt Of chagrin, or wonder,
and released my patron. 1t was
lucky thus, as I was unarmed, all our
guns, except our ammonia pistols, be-
ing in the boat. And 1 reckon If I
had shot Feeney, lib and soon
would have overtaken him in the
spirit land; for the mob was I'M
usually demonstrative.
Keep near me and walk slow, eau
toned Tib And show of fear means
the emergency ward Then he mopped
his brow and motioned for the chief
to lead us to some shade. 1t was
coolly done, and some lone corpuscle
of our hosts tainted blood began to
admire the old fellows nerve, as was
eyinced by the swift CLEAN of his
green eyes. 1t was feeting, but we
both caught it, and lib murmured
over his resolute shoulder: We've got
him puzzled bit. Wouldn't he make
an elegant wild boy! I'd almost pre-
fer him in a cage to white leopard
"Tll chasten his proud spirit
grinned lib. Amy millinery display
of white feathers will mean an imme-
date clinic. Tread on his heels
Bit