Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1909-08-07
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stare at the droves of animals NOV
ing about between them and the bor-
der Of the tall grass. Miss Leslie was
the first to speak. They can't be
cattle, Mr.. Winthrope. There are some
with stripes. / do believe they're
zebras."
Get down." commanded Blake.
They're all wild game. Those big o.
like fellows to the left Of the Zebras
are Gland. Whee! wouldn't we be in
it if we owned that water hole? III
bet I'd have one of those fat beeves
inside three days"
How should enjoy juicy steak"
murmured Miss Leslie.
Raw or jerked?" questioned Blake.
What is jerked?'
Dried"
"Oh, no. l mean broiled-just red
inside"
II prefer mine quite rare" added
Winthrope.
That's the way you'll get it, damned
rare-Beg your pardon, Miss Jenny!
Without fire, we'll have the choice of
raw or jerked'
y. "Horrors!"
"Jerked meat is all right. You cut
your game in strips"
with a penknife!" laughed Miss
Leslie.
Blake stared at her glumly. That's
so. You've got 1t back on me-Butch-
er beef with penknife! Well have
to take it raw, and dog-fashion at
that"
Haven't l heard Of bamboo
knives?" said WINTHROP.
Bamboo"
I'm sure I can't say, but as I re-
member, it seems to me that the var
nish-like glaze"
Silica? Say, that would cut meat.
But where in-where in hades are the
bamboos?"
I'm sure can't say. Only I re-
member that have seen them in 9TH
er tropical places, you know"
Meantime l prefer cocoanuts, until
we have a fire to broil our steaks" re.
etarked Miss Leslie.
Ditto, Miss Jenny, longs we have
the nuts and no meat. I'm vegetari-
an now-but maybe my mouth amt
watering for something else. Look at
all those chops and roasts and stews
running around out there!"
They are making for the grass"
observed WINTHROP. Hadn't we bet
ter start?"
Nuts won't weigh so much without
the. shells. Well eat right here
There were only a few nuts left.
They were drained and cracked and
scooped out, one after another. The
last CHANGED to break evenly across
the middle.
Hello" said Blake, "the lower part
of this will do for bowl, Miss Jen-
ny. When you've eaten the cream,
put 1t in your pocket. Say, Win, have
you got the bottle and keys and"
"All safe-everything"
Are you sure, Mr.. Winthrope?"
asked Miss Leslie. Mems pockets
ssem so open. Twice I've had to pick
Gp Mr.. Blake's locket."
'Locket?" echoed Blake.
1.-THE ivory locket. Women may be
curious, Mr.. Blake, but ! assure you,
did not look inside, though"
Let me-give it here-quick!"
gasped Blake.
Startled by his tone and look, Miss
Leslie caught an oval shaped object
from the side pocket of the coat, and
thrust it into Blake's outstretched
hand For moment he stared at it,
unable to believe his eyes; then he
leaped up, with yell that sent the
hroves OF zebras and antelope flying
into the tall grass.
"Oh! OH" screamed Miss Leslie.
us It a snake? Are you bitten?"
Bitten Yes, by John Barleycorn!
Must have been fuzzy drunk to put 1t
In my coat. Always carry 1t in my
LIB pocket What a blasted internal
IDIOT I've been! Kick me, Win,-kick
me hard!"
II say, Blake, what is it? l don't
quite take you. II you would only"
"Firel-fire! Can't you see? We've
got all hell beat! Look here"
He snapped open the slide OF the
supposed locket, and before either OF
his companions could realize what he
would be about, was focusing the
lens of a surveyors magnifying glass
upon the back of Winthrope's hand.