The newspaper., 1909-08-20

Selecting one of the smaller palms,
Blake spat on his hands, and began
to climb the slender trunk. Aided by
previous experiences, he mounted
steadily to the top. The descent was
made with even more care and steadi-
ness, for he did not wish to tear the
skin from his hands again.
Now, Win" he said, as he neared
the bottom and sprang down. leave
the cooking to MSS Leslie, and husk
some Of those nuts. You won't more'n
have time to do 1t before the stew
is ready"
Winthrope's response was to draw
out his penknife. Blake stretched
himself at ease in the shade. but kept
a critical eye on his companions Al
though Winthrope's fingers trembled
with weakness. he worked with a pre-
cision and rapidity that drew a grunt
OF approval from Blake. Presently
Miss Leslie, who had been stirring the
stew with a twig. threw in a little
salt, and drew the pot from the IRE.
En- avant. gentlemen, Dinner 10
served" she called eayly.
What's that?" demanded Blake
oAs Suic- OAp -hioS jenny
You'll dump it all"
He wrapped a wisp of grass about
the pot, and filed the three cocoanut
bowls The stew was boiling hot:
but they fished up the oysters with
the bamboo forks that Blake had
carved some days since. By the time
the oysters were eaten, the liquor in
the bowl was cool enough to drink
The process was repeated until tho
pot had been emptied of its contents
Say, but that was something like"
murmured Blake. IF only we'd had
pretzels and beer to go with 1t, But
these nuts won't be bad"
When they finished the cocoanuts.
ter.
Would It not be best to keep 1t un-
I'll later?" replied Miss Leslie.
Sure" put in Blake. We've had
enough liquid refreshments to do any
one. II don't look out, you'll both BE-
drinking river water. Just bear in
mind the work I'd have to carve .
pair of gravestones. No; that flask
has got to do you till We get home.I
don't shin up any more telegraph
poles to-day"
Would II not be best for Mr. Win
thrope to rest during the noon hours,-
''Fraid not, Miss Jenny. We're not
on tother side of Jordan yet. and
there's no rest for the weary this
side
What odd expressions you use. Mr..
Blake"
Just giving you the reverse applica-
iion OF one of those songs they jolly
us with in the mission churches"
I'm sure. Mr.. Blake"
Me. too. Miss Jenny, So. as that's
settled. we'll be moving Chuck somo
live Goals in the pot. and come on
He started OF. weapons in hand.
Winihrope made a languid effort to
take possession of the pot But Miss
Leslie pushed him aside. and wrap
ping all in the antelope skin. slung Il
upon her back.
The hrute," exclaimed Winthrope.
TO leave such a load for you. when
he knew that can do so little,"
The girl met his outburst with
brave attempt at a smile. Please try
to look at the bright side. Mr. Win
thrope Really. believe he thinks IL
Is best for us to exert ourselves
He has other opinions with which
We OF the cultured class would hardly
agree. Miss Leslie. Consider his COM
mand that we shall go thirsty until
he permits us to return to the cliffs.
The mans impsrtinence is intoler-
able. | shall go 10 the river and drink
when | choose"
"oh. but the danger OF malaria,"
Nonsense Malaria. like yellow
fever. comes only from the bite OF
certain species of mosquitoes. II We
have the fever. IL will be entirely his
fault. We have been bitten repeated
ly this morning. and all because he
must compel US to come with him to
this infected lowland"
still. l think We should do what
Mr.. Blake says"
MY dear Miss Genevieve. for your
sake | will endeavor not to break with
the fellow. Only. you know, it Is
deuced hard to keep ones temper
when one considers what a bounder-
what an unmitigated cad"
stop, l will not listen to another
word," exclaimed the girl. and she
hurried after Blake. leaving Win
thrope staring in sstonishment
MY word" he muttered: can Il