Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-10-19

plete would be his punishment if he inter
fered with u.s.
Mrs. Hume accepted her husbands
views and tried to look at matters with
enough, was better informed than even
their native companion as to the serious
nature Of the outbreak. She was con-
WINGED that Wardens theory was cor
rect. Some stronger influence than a
mere tribal emeute lay behind those hor-
rible drum beats. The authorities had
been completely hoodwinked. In her heart
of hearts she feared that Kadana shared
its deadly peril that night with many a
stronger trading post and station down
the river.
Bambuk. quieting down from his earlier
paroxysms of fear. seemed to await his
certain doom with a dignified fatalism.
Even when he heard the thud of paddles
on the sluggish waters of the river he
announced the fact laconically.
Bush man lib he muttered.
Perhaps the white faces blanched some
what and hearts beat trifie faster, but
Hume alone spoke.
''Where?" he asked.
ION ribber-in dem war canoe"
They strained their ears and soon
caught the measured FLASHING. Then Mrs.
Hume began to weep Evelyn kneit by
her side in mute sympathy. She was too
daZed to find relief in tears. For the mo-
ment she seemed to be passing through a
soon awake. Hume, who had gone to the
door, came to his wife.
Don't cry. Mary" he said. That does
no good-and-it breaks my heart. | have
not abandoned hope. God can save us
even yet. Be not afraid of them that kill
the body, and after that have no more
that they can do
f. His voice was strong and self-reliant.
Even Bambuk glanced at him with a
kind of awe. and thought. it may be. that
the creed he had tried dimly to under
stand was nobler than the mere stoicism
that was the natural outcome of his own
fantastic beliefs. The negro was stupid
with terror or he could not have failed
to distinguish the steady hum of en-
CINE running at half speed.
And so they waited while the thud of
the paddles came nearer. until at last the
bow of a heavy craft crashed into the
foliage Overhanging the bank, and they
were rapt into a heaven of relief by hear
ing an English voice.
Hello, there! it shouted. us this the
Kadana mission?'
Mrs Hume straightway tainted but
Evelyn was there to tend her. and Hume
rushed down to the landing place. The
CLEAN of a moon rising over some low
hills was beginning to make luminous the
river mist. He was able dimly to note
the difference between the pith hats of
two Europeans and the smart round caps
Of number of Hausa policemen. And.
though man of peace, he found the CLINT
of rifle barrels singulary comforting.
"Who are your" he asked.
"Well.'' said he who had spoken in the
first instance. Il am Lieut.. Colvilie of the
constabulary, but / have brought with me
the Earl of Fairholme. Have you lady
named Dane, Miss Evelyn Dane. staying
with you?"
Hume. who wanted to fall on his knees
and offer thanks to Providence, managed
to say that Evelyn Dane was certainly at
kadana at that moment.
"Ah. that's the ticket said another
voice. Il suppose you can put us up for
the night? Any sort of shakedown will
do, SO long as we get away from this
beastly river. Sleepin' on board gives one
the im-jams, eh, what?''