Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-10-21

| springy gait soon carried him into TIT
somber shadows. The dramatic silence
| that followed was broken by the man ir
an officers uniform.
didly,' he said II should never have
thought of it. Do you think 1t vii
work."
For tonight, perhaps. One never knows
just how the native mind will look at
thing. It gave Loanda a positive SHOCK
when he was really convinced that a
British officer was not only present al
most of M'Wanga's war palavers. but had
thrown out of gear every field gun IN MS
precious battery. He would not tell me
where MWanga Is now, but l hardly
think they will attack us in earnest be-
fore consulting him.
II am inclined to believe you have
knocked the bottom out of the whole
They are scared to death of you, War
den. You are the first man who had the
opportunity to bust up the Oku ju-ju and
by Jove. didn't you take 1t
But Colville was wrong. The weird boot
of an owl came from the bush. drum
tapped out a signal. and instantly the
forest became alive with vivid jets OF
light. The negroes had begun their fusll-
lade again. and this time they meant to
kill. not to brighten. Bullets whistled past
the house, imbedded themselves In the
stout timbers tore huge splinters from
beams and hurled shingles from the roof.
It seemed to be miracle that every per-
son in or near the building was not struck
instantly, but the opening voiley sent the
where they were told to lie fiat on the
ground behind the protecting supports.
To reply to the eneny's fire would be
merely a waste of precious ammunition,
and the men carried only a small guam
tity in their bandoliers. The time to fire
was when every shot would be effective.
Rarely will unframed savages press home
an attack when their foremost warriors
fall. The Hausas, negroes themselves
had been taught this in many bush
skirmish, and they had absolute conf
dence in their white leaders. for. by this
time, the rumor had gone round that the
man in Arab clothing was the well known
deputy commissioner of the Brass river,
under whom some Of them had fought in
the sister protectorate.
Hume, who was cool as any soldier.
seized Evelyn's arm the instant that the
first bullet crashed into the woodwork.
Farholme, too. who had recovered from
him a wholly unexpected sequel to a
wearisOme trip up fever-laden river. ran
forward to help. and the two men half
carried the girl to the protection of the
house.
But she had no thought of danger.
Though it was dark inside the main liv-
ing room. she held them fast when they
would have released her, and tried to
read their very souls by look.
did you hear?' she gasped. THAT
mantle Arab-who is he? The
other called him Warden Why
should he do that? 80 Was /, not cruel
Of him? And why. why, did it seem
to me that I heard Arthur's voice?'
Calm yourself. Miss Dane" said the
missionary, quietly. providence at times
adopts means not within mortal ken. l
could not follow what was said to Lo-
anda. but Bambuk tells me that. by some
astounding chance. Capt. Arthur Warden
has not only crossed large part OF
Africa, but has lived many weeks in Oku
ITSELF and is now taking measures winch,
I trust, by Gods mercy, secure our
safety
A queer choking cry came from the
girls parched throat.
Then I am not mad?' she murmured.-
"He is really there! And he heard what
I said-when-when l offered to go to
Figuero?"
Eyes, of course he heard. 1t seemed to
me it was on your account that he made
himself known to the chief. But do not
yet understand exactly what happened.
I only know that when first he spoke to
Colviile he used Arabic
Eyes. by gad." put in FairhOlme, find
ing an opening at last. Il thought he
was a beastly native an I cut in like
bloomin' ass. Just my usual luck, Eve
lyn. The favorite got up In the last
stride an pipped the outsider by a short
head, eh, what?"
The earl's happy-go-lucky method of
expressing himself was singularly out Of