Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1910-01-17

There was sudden CummOtion in
the camp and the two men ran out
The governors valet rushed mp. The
prince!' he gasped Have you seen
lin? tie is lost-the prince!" and he
vanished into the dusk like one pos
scssed.
10 was strange that the principal ng
We should get lost without anyone
noticing 1t, but being in O bad temper
no one had felt particularly anxious
TO go near him and each concluded
that he was with the other
Ills eXcellency hurried along the
path 10 was a trying moment for
him and his prophetic eye saw inter
nationoal trouble in the near future.
Follow me- he said. He had al
ready sent the natives out in different
! directions and the camp was resound-
iug with the crack Of rife and gun To
the unspeakable delight of small ma
tive boys. They wandered through
the bush for nearly an hour. Then
suddenly they found him
There was a glimmer ahead from
hut in a small clearing. "Alec's place"
said the governor. He might know
| something"
They pushed open the door and en-
| tered There was naring lamp In
the dirty room. In one corner, gazing
blankly at "A figure at the rickety
| table. stood Alec--a negro from the
! Muritius. over his shoulder peereJ
his Papuan wife and Jimmy Japan.
while Mac, "a half-caste. stood on one
bare foot and thoughtfuily scratched
his woolly poll. Seated on the table,
dismally sucking two feet Of sugar
cane and glaring at his hosts. was the
prince. His shirt was In rags and
his face was scratched and dirty. while
two little pigs rubbed themselves
grunting against his spurs
we thought your serene high
ness"
Would like something to rat"
snapped the other.
Twenty minutes later very DISNEY
eled and exhausted heir-apparent was
helped into camp. He had gone
through enough to tire a man mot 10
mention a prince.
Dinner was over and the prince
seemed recovering. On the bank OF
the river O'Brien was in earnest con
versation with the native corporal.
This place." said O'Brien to the
Count Bierundonner. who strolled up.
this place is the very devil fer ALI
gators"
"Du lieber Gott!" calculated the lat
ter piously.
Yes; but you are all right in your
hammock, you know It's worse for
me on the ground. It's only few
yards from the river, you see, and
they might sneak up and nip me-"
What do you propose doing?"
asked the count, much moved
II shall put a barricade round my
bed; then they can only fool round
[ outside and smell at me, but won't be
able to get in"
Dear God" thought the count
5 The monsters might climb this barri-
5 cade and nip me-" He seemed de
e pressed, but, recollecting that he was
, a soldier, comported himself bravely
Y Tired out, every one turned in early.
The count watched with fascinated
j. interest Mr.. O'Brien's preparations for
= the night. This gentleman had col
lected everything he could lay his
r hands on and built them like a wall
b round where he lay, under the counts
+ hammock-boxes. swags. biscuit tins
and buckets. The count examined IL
J. critically and with knowledge Of
4 strategy and the art of war.
[ Look" he said; II will move a
J.. little this box-so."
Thanks very much, old man." re-
q piled Mr.. OBrien from inside. lis Il
|. better now?"
a Yes" said the count, "yes-much
@ better-for me-" he muttered, as he
I. crawled into his hammock THE
n brutes might have come upstairs as IL
, was" and he sank into a sweet sleep.
q Downstairs" O'Brien moved rest
A lessly on his rugs. He was stlff after
, the unaccustomed ride, aud the bee
a was hard. He dreamed that the
. prince was lost and that he was be
!, ing led off to instant decapitation. He
. dozed off again and dreamed that the
- alligators were crawling up and Git
ting on his chest (tinned lobster) He
4 awoke with start and yell There
:, was crash-then something got hin
y firmly by the arm. With a convulsivc
y shrek he brought both legs together
:, and put all his soul into one last kick
= There was an answering shrek from
- above as the Count Won Bierundonner
y receiving the full force of the kick IN
- the small of his back, was hurled
- bodily out Of his hammock and landed
a groaning some yards outside the tent
u The whole camp turned out in con
fusion.
- What's the matter?" queried Dal
las, the private secretary, hurrying ~
T. with a lantern.
Al AN alligator" gasped o'Brien, VIII,
"a was pinned down with two boxes on
C. his chest. Save me, old chap. n