The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-11-24

I
ed something of his real character
in the manner in which he dismount-
ed. He was precise. carefully taking
his right foot from the stirrup be-
fore even preparing to get out of
the saddle. And in all things he
was like that He was exact, de
| liberate, even cautious, and when
| he moved one knew that all must
] be ready for him TO do SO. He was
certainly the shrewdest-headed man
of the trio. He possessed none OF
Chalmers impetuosity, nor had he
the passion which could urge the
! san9y-haired giant TO rapid move
ment. His dark face and black eyes
resembled those of Jerry Boyle, but
only in caste, for Jerry possessed a
naturally benign expression, while
this man had sharp, commanding
look that had something almost
fierce about it.
Chalmer was greeting the store
keeper while the others were still
| dismounting.
Hello, Jerry" he exclaimed, in
his cordial fashion, his ready smile
falling in with his tone. In another
age Guy Chalmer would have made
a perfect swashbuckler of the bet.
ter class. He would have smiled cut.
ting an adversary's throat, and he
would have Gone it with a perfect
air of good fellowship; one might
easily have imagined him smiling
on his way to his own execution
We've managed it, you see. Ye
gods, I'm stiff! One hundred and
sixty miles in two days and a bit. -
He stretched his booted legs luxu.
riously.
| The trader nodded
Come inside" he said curtly,
with a quick glance at the group
of Kaffirs.
Leaiing the way Through THE
store, he passed into room al
the back. The apartment was his
siving-room, a bare, neat, wholesome
place; just such a place as one
might have expa>ted in a man OF
Jerry's frugal mind
Make yourselves comfort able, y
he went on, indicating the scanty fur.
niture, while he carefully closed the
cottoncovered window.
Mike possessed himself of the
bed. Guy accepted the services OF
the frail table, but Goodall, char
acteristically, availed himself of the
surer support Of a bale of Kaffir
blankets.
Jerry adopted the only chair in
the room, and, by the manner in
which he plunged at once into bust.
ness, showed that this gathering
was one of considerable import
ance, even emergency.
He drew from an inner pocket a
long blue envelope.
Il have here a letter from my
firm, Hellmann and Oller OF Berlin, -
he said, with a strong German ac-
cent. you will know Hellman and
Oller,' he added. with a quick
glance of meaning at his audience.
eyes, we know Heilmann and Ol.
ler," Guy said, with a short laugh
The other nodded
Eyes, good" The trader beamed
| upon the paper, as he drew it from
the envelope. Then for a moment
he silently scannei the spidery Ger.
man writing thereon. "Oller says
the rumors contained in his last
letter are more than confirmed" he
went on presently. "The German
Government are having much. very
much, trouble with the niggers in
Damaraland. They find it necessary
to send troops-eight thousand, he
says-to keep the country in order
ihSy iohu ooOi' ne 10 SO1Ty 10 nedI
that this, our country, is so dis
turbed with freebooters. He says il
must be bad for trade. He thought
the English peace of Majuba would
have fixed all comfortably, and the
settlers in Bechuanaland would live
in friendliness with the Boer. He
points out that these disturbances
should be settled without appeal tc
Great Britain. England has had a
lesson. They will not send soldiers
into Bechuanaland; it will upset the
peace which has just been ratified
with the Beers. Besides, he says
Bechuanaland is not a British pos
session. He feels confident, if dis
turbances in Bechuanaland becomes
serious, an appeal by the settlers to
the forces in Damaraland would OBJ
tain sympathetic consideration, par
ticularly as there are so many Ger
man traders in the country. The
Government of the Fatherland is