The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1910-04-19

lacked them. Blake was comnelled n
carry MISS Leslie on account OF weari-
tered the jungle That night was passed
posting high In tree. The next morn
Ing they descended to the open again.
CHAPTER V.-Continued.
How wide is IT," inquired Win
thrope, gazing at his swollen hands.
About 300 yards at high tide. May
be narrower at ebb."
Gould you not build a raft?" sug
gested Miss Leslie.
Blake smiled at her simplicity. why
not boat? We've got penknife."
well, then, can swim"
Bully for you! Guess, though, we'll
try something else. The river is chuck
full of alligators. What you waiting
for Pat? We haven't got all day to
fool around here"
Winthrope twisted the creeper about
his leg and slid to the ground, doing
all he could to favor his hands. He
found that he could walk without pain,
and at once stepped over beside
Blake's club, glancing nervously
around at the jungle.
Blake jerked up the end of the
creeper, and passed the loop about
Miss Leslie. Before she had time to
become frightened he swung her over
and lowered her to the ground lightly
as a feather. He followed, hand under
hand. and stood for moment beside
her, staring at the dew-dripping foil
age of the jungle. Then the remains
of the nights quarry caught his eye
and he walked over to examine them
Say, Pat" he called, these don't
look like deer bones. I'd say-yes
there's the feet-it's a pig"
ANY tusks?" demanded WINTHROP
Miss Leslie looked away. A heap o.
bones, however clearly gnawed, is no
a pleasant sight. The skull of the
animal seemed to be missing; bu
Blake stumbled upon it in tuft o
grass and kicked it out upon the opel
ground. Every shred of hide ant
eristle had been gnawed from it by thu
| tackals; yet if there had been an.
doubt as to the creatures identit.
there was evidence to spare in the say
age tusks which projected from tn
Jaws.
"Je-rusalem." observed Blake; "thi
old boar must have been somethin
OF a scrapper his own SELF
. hnr
kill a tiger. Can you knock out tn
tusks?"
what for"
"Well. you said we had nothing 70
arrow points"
Good boy. Well cinch them an
ask questions later"
A few blows with the club loosene
the tusks. Blake handed them over
Winthrope, together with the whisk
flask. and led the way TO the hal
broken patch through the thicket.
free use of his club made the path
little more worthy of the name, an
as there was less need of haste tina
on the previous evening, Wlntnrol
and Miss Leslie came through VII
only a few fresh scratches. once c
open ground again, they soon gaihe
the fallen palms.
At a word from Blake, Miss Lesi
FASTENED to fetch nuts for Winthrop
to husk and open. Blake, VINO hs
plucked three leaves from ran pai
near the edge of the jungle, began
split long shreds from one OIL u
huge leaves of cocoanut palm III
gave him a quantity of coarse 5.
fiber. part of which he twisted III
cord and used to tie one OF the iea'
of the fan palm over her head.
"How's that for a bonnet! ne
manded.
The improvised head-gear bore
protesoue a resemblance TO reee
tyne of picture hat that Win,hio
could not repress a derislVe iaus
Miss Leslie. however, examined =
!, hat and gave her opinion wi,iiou'
> SION of amusement. Il think IL
snlendid, Mr.. Blake. If we mus,
out in the sun again, it is just 'i'e 'n'
: to protect one. ,,,o sxed
"Yes. Here's two more I've e., nAeD
you. Ready yet. Winthrope d.
: The Englishman nodded. anu
three sat down to their third ieas. 81,
cocoanuts. They were hungry emu ~.
d at the start, and Blake added no ~
Q keenness even to his own appetite
a grim joke on the slender pIo shat
NJ the next meal, to the enec' .nas
in the meantime not eaten tneinS. ~
& thew might possibly find their liz
. meal within week. ,.
. But II we must move oou,u >" g.
take some OF the nuts with us .
!" gssted WINTHROP. h. q
Blake pondered over TINS sa as ID h,
and when fully satisfied ne n .,a.od
sslf M With his club he mouone0
, Others to remain seated. and
There are your hats any anu n.
d .tr,nss'" he said, but you WON ~ ~
/. ~, going to 0Re ."