Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1910-01-14

MUS won Welgn so much WITH
the shells Wen eat right heres
There were only a few nuts !.
They we're drained and cracked -
scooped out, one after another.
last CHANGED to break evenly Arr.
the middle.
Hello" said Blake. "the lower :.
OF this will do for a bowl, Miss 4
ny. When you've eaten the cra,s
put 1t in your pocket. Say. Win -
you got the bottle and keys andt
"All safe-everything."
Are you sure, Mr.. Winthrom~
asked Miss Leslie. Mems pocka.
seem SO open. Twice I've had to MA
up Mr.. Blake's locket."
'Locket?" echoed Blake.
The ivory locket. Women NAV h.
curious, Mr.. Blake, but l assure W.
did not look inside, though"
Let me-give it here-euiclp
gasped Blake.
Startled by his tone and look. M.
Leslie caught an oval shaped obss
from the side pocket of the coat. ann
thrust 1t into Blake's outstretchss
hand. For moment he stared at 4
unable to believe his eyes, then b,
leaped up, with yell that sent tina
droves of zebras and antelope fyin,
into the tall grass.
"Oh! OH" screamed Miss Lesli.
rs it a snake? Are you bitten?"
Bitten Yes, by John Barleycornl
Must have been fuzzy drunk to put n
in my coat. Always carry 1t in nv
fob pocket. What blasted internal
idiot I've been! Kick me, Win.-kS.
me hard!"
81 say, Blake, what is it? I don'l
quite take you. If you would only--
"Fire!-fire! Can't you see? Wey.I
got all hell beati Look here"
He snapped open the slide of the
supposed locket, and before either Of
his companions could realize what he
would be about, was focusing the
lens of surveyors magnifyingglass
upon the back of Winthrope's hand
The Englishman jerked the hand
away
wv! mat burnS!"
Blake shook the glass in their be-
wildered faces.
Look there!" he shouted, there's
fire; there's water there's birds
eggs and beefsteaks! Here's where vi
trek on the back trail Well smoke
out that leopard in short orderi"
You don't mean to say, Blake"
NO; l mean to do! Don't worry.
You can hide with Miss Jenny on the
point, while engineer the deal. Fall
in"
The day was still fresh when they
found themselves back at the foot OF
the cliff. Here arose a heated debate
between the men. Winthrope, stuns
by Blake's jeering words, insisted
upon sharing the attack, though with
no great enthusiasm. Much to Blakes
surprise, Miss Leslie came to the sup
port OF the Englishman.
But, Mr. Blake" she argued, you
say it will be perfectly safe for us
here. If so, it will be safe for myseli
alone"
Il can play this game without him :"
mo doubt. Yet if, as you say, you
expect to keep off the leopard with a
torch, would it not be well to have
Mr.. Winthrope at hand WITH other
torches, should yours burn out?"
Yes; If | thought he'd be at hand
after the first scare"
Winthrope started off almost on a
run. At that moment he might have
faced the leopard single-handed. Blake
chuckled as he swung away after his
victim. Within ten PAGES, however, he
paused to call back over his shoulder
Get around the point, Miss Jenny,
and if you want something to do, try
braiding the cocoanut fiber"
Miss Leslie made no response; but
she stood for some time gazing after
the two men. There was so much that
was characteristic even in this rear
view. For all his anger and his haste
the Englishman bore himself with an
air of well-bred nicely. His trim,
erect figure needed only fresh suit
to be irreproachable. On the other
llduQ, d dItlGoo OUSCl vel at AiS'
glance, might have mistaken Blake
with his flannel shirt and shouldered
club, for hul1ing navy. But there
was nothing of the navy in his swing
ing stride or in the resolute poise OIL
his head as he came up with Win
thrope.
Though the girl was not given to re-
fiection, the contrast between the two
could not but impress her. How well
her countryman-coarse, uncultured'
but full of brute strength and courage
fitted in with these primitive sur,
roundlngs. Whereas Winthrope-and
herself
She fell into kind of disquieted
brown study. Her eyes had an odd
look, both startled and meditative-
such a look as might be expected OF
one who for the first time is peerins
beneath the surface of things, anu
sees the naked Realities of Life, the
real values, barred of masking conven-
tons. 1t may have been that she was