The Falls City tribune., 1909-02-19
Ky.
With Bow and Club.

l 2S NJ
Isl HE fire was soon re-lit, and a
I'll pot of meal set on 10 stew.
AA II had ample time to sim
mer. Winthrope was wrapped in a
life-siying sleep, out of which he did
not awaken until evening. while Blake.
unable to wait for the pot 10 boil. and
n|auseated by the fishy odor of the
dried seafowl, hunted out The ierked
leopard meat, and having devoured
enough to satisfy a native. fell asleep
under a bush.
The sun was half down the sky
when he sat up and looked around,
wide awake the moment he opened
his eyes. Miss Leslie was quietly
placing an armful of sticks on the fuel
heap beside the baobab.
Hello, Miss Jenny, Hard at it, 1
see" he called %cheerfully.
Hush she cautioned. Mr.. Win
thrope is still asleep"
Good thing for him. He'll need all
of that he can get
Then you think
well, between you and me, | don't
believe Win was built for the tropics.
This fever of his, coming on 50 soon,
wouldn't have hit nine men in ten half
so hard. He's bound TO have another
spell in a month or two, and"
But cannot we possibly get away
from here before then? Is there no
way? Surely, you are so resource
full"
Nothing doing. Miss Jenny Give
me tools, and I'd engage to turn out a
s~eagoing boat. But as it is, the only
thing | could do would be to fire-burn
a log. That would take two or three
months, and in the end we'd have a
lop-sided canoe that'd live about half
a second in one of these tropic
squalls"
DO not the natives sail in %canoes?'
Maybe they dorand they make fire
by rubbing sticks. We don't
Put what can we do
Take our medicine, and wait for a
ship to show up
But we have no medicine
Have no Say, Miss Jenny, You
really ought to have stayed home from
boarding-school and England long
enough to learn YOU W language. |
meant. we've got to take what's com
ing to us, without laying down or
g%rouching. Both are the worst things
out for malaria
You mean. that We must resign our
ca1,-ap to tbie iutnIapah I, eituafipO-
that We must calmly sit here and wait
until the fever
No; I'll take care we don't sit
around very much. Well go on the
hike, soon as Win can Wobble. Which
reminds me, I've got a little hike on
hand now. I'm going TO close up that
barricade before dark. Me for a quiet
night"
Without waiting for a reply, he took
his weapons, and swung briskly away
down the cleft.
He returned a few minutes before
sunset, with what appeared to be a
large fur bag upon his back. Miss
Leslie was pouring a bowl of broth
from the stew-pot, and did not notice
him until he sang out TO her: Hey,
Miss Jenny, spill over that stuff. No
more of that in ours
It's for Mr.. Winthrope. He has
just awakened" she replied, still in
tent on her pouring.
And you'd kill him with thai slop!
Heaye it over. He's going to have beef
juice"
oh, what's that on your back?
You've killed an antelope
Sure. B~ushbuck, ! guess they call
him. Sneaked up when he was drink
ing, and stuck an arrow into his side.
He jumped off a little way, and turned
to see what'd bit him. | hauled off
and put the second arrow right through
his eye, into his brain. Neatest thing
you ever saw
You surely are becoming a splendid
archer"
Yes; jim dandy. | could do 1t
again about once in 10000 shots. All
the same, I've raked in this peaeherino.
Trot out your grill and We'll have
something fit to eat
You spoke Of beef juice"
I've a dozen steaks ready TO broil.
Slap EN- on the fire. aud I'll squeeze
out enough juice with my fist to do
Win for tonight
He made good his assertion, using