Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1908-09-10

'"rnen he said 1t should weep for
good cause.
among the things that he had stolen
from the white men whom he slew
is a trap that will hold lions.
$50 strong is the trap that your men
must stand on it, two on either side,
before 1t can be opened"
Here old Quatermain broke off sud-
denny.
Look here, you fellows" he said; ~
can't bear to 60 on with this part OF
the story, because never could stand
either seeing or talking of the suffer
ings of. children. You can guess what
that devil did and what the poor moth
err was forced to witness. Would you
believe it?-she told me the tale with
out tremor, in the most matter-of'
fact way. Only noticed that her eye
lid quivered all the time"
"Well," l said, as unconcernedly as
though had been talking Of the death
of a lamb, though inwardly was sick
with horror and boiling with rage, "and
what do you mean to do about the
matter, Maiwa, wife Of Wambe"
II mean to do this, white man.
she answered, drawing herself up to
her full height and speaking in tones
as hard as steel and rs cool as fee. 81
mean to work and work and work to
bring this to pass, and to bring that
to pass, until at length 1t comes to pass
that with these living eyes / behold
Wambe dying the death that he gave
to his child and my child"
"Well said" l answered.
GAY, we'll said, Macumazahn-wcll
said, and not easily forgotten. Who
could forget-oh, who could forget!
See where this dead hand rests against
my side? So once it rested when alive
! And now, though it is dead, now every
night it creeps from its nest and
strokes my hair and clasps my fingers
In its tiny palm. Every night 1t does
this, fearing lest should forget. Oh,
my child-my child! Ten days ago
| held thee to my breast, and now this
alone remains of thee" And she kissed
the dead hand and shivered, but never
a tear did she weep. "See now she
| went on, "the white mantle prisoner
at Wambe's kraal-bc was kind to me.
He loved the child that is dead-yes,
he wept when its father slew it-and
at the risk of his own life told Wambe,
my husband-ah, yes, my husband!-
| that which he is He, too, 1t was who
| To cniI IN
Maiwa. after the custom Of they PEG.
pie, 20 purify thyself in the bush
alone, having. touched dead one.
Say to Wambe thou goest to purify
myself alone for fifteen days. accord
ing to the custom of the people. Then
fly to they father. Nala, and stir him
up to war against Wambe for the sake
of the child that is dead
"This, then, he said, and his words
seemed good to me, and that same
night ere I left to purify myself came
news that a white man hunted in the
country, and Wanibe, being mad with
| drink, grew very wroth, and gave or
, ders that an Impi should be gathered
| to slay the white man and his people
| and seize his goods
"Then did the 'Smiter of Iron ltv'
| ery) write the message on the green
| leaves and bid me seek thee out and
show forth the matter, that thou might
est save thyself by flight. And behold,
| this thing have l done, Macumaznhn,
the hunter, the Slayer of Elephants"
"Ah," l said. 81 thank thee. And
| how many men be there in the Impi OF
Wambe?"
"a hundred men and half hun.
dred"
"And where is the Impi?'
"There to the north. 1t follows OH
thy spoor.
II saw it. pass yesterday. but my
self guessed that thou wOusdst be
higher to the mountain, and came this
! way and found thee.
"To-morrOw at the daybrcak will
! the slayers be here
Every possibly" | thought to my
| self. "Rut they won't find Macuma-
zahn. l have half a mind to put some
strychnine into the carcasses of those
| elernants fer their especial benefit,
! though
knew that they would stop to eat
the elephants, as indeed they did to
our great gain, but l abandoned the
| idea of poisoning them, because l was
rather short of strychninc.
"Or because you did not like to pay
| the trick, Ouatermain." l suggested,
with a laugh.
II said because I had not enough
| strychnine. 1t would take great deal
of strychnine to effectually poison
three Elephants answered the old gen.
afleman testify.
said nothing further, but smiled
knowing that old Allan could never
have resorted to such an artificc, how
ever severe his strait.
But that was his ,IaJ; he Always
made himself out to lie most unmer'
ciful person.
Well Che went on), at that moment
Gobo came up, and announced that we
we're ready to march.
~ am glad that you are ready
said; "because If you don't march, and
march quick, you will never marcf
again, that is all.
"Wambe has an Impi out to kill us
and it will be here presently"
Gobo turned positively green, and his
| knees knocked together.
"Ah, what did l say" he exclaimed
"Fate walks about loose in Wambe'i
country"
every good; now all you have got t.
| do is to walk a little quicker than h
| does.