The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1910-05-14

We've. but l have an idea that the
beasts are quite at home in the wa
ter. | fancy they enjoy surf bathing
as keeply as ourselves"
II do believe you are right. There
is one going in from the quiet water.
But look at those funny little ones on
the backs of the others!"
Must be the baby hippos," replied
Wlnthrope, indifferently. IF you
please, III take a pull at the flask. |
am very dry"
When he had half emptied the flask,
he stretched out in the shade to doze.
But Miss Leslie continued to watch
the movements of the snortng hippos,
amused by the ponderous antics of the
grown ones in the surf, and the comic
appearance of the barrel-like infants
as they mounted the backs of their
obese mothers.
Presently Blake came out from
among the mangroves, and walked
across to the beach, few yards away
from the huge bathers. To all ap-
pearances, they paid as little attention
to him as he to them Miss Leslie
glanced about at Winthrope He was
fast asleep. She waited a few mo-
ments to see if the hippopotam would
attack Blake. They continued to ig-
more him, and gaining courage from
their Indifference. she stepped out
from behind the thicket. and advanced
to where Blake was crouched on the
beach When she came up. she saw
hnCiHa him ~ i,h
he was opening in rapid succession.
Hello! You're just in time to
helR,' he called. Where's VIM"
asleep behind those bushes"
Worst thing he could do. But lend
hand, and well shuck these oysters
before rousting him out. You can
rinse those I've opened. Fill the pot
with water, and put them in to soak"
They look very tempting. How did
you chance to find them?"
Saw em on the mangrove roots at
low tide, first time | nosed around
here. Tide was well up today; but
| managed to get these all right with
little diving. Only trouble, the
skeets most ate me alive"
Miss Leslie glanced at her compan-
ions dry clothing. and came back to
the oysters themselves. "These look
very tempting. Do you like them
raw"
Cant say l like them much any
way, as a rule But If l did, wouldn't
eat this mess raw"
"Yes?'
"Thic a hn Ir,,
and the river is running mighty clear
Just the same it's nothing more than
liquid malaria. Well not eat these
oysters till they've been pasteurized."
IF the water is so dangerous, / fear
we will suffer before we can return"
replied Miss Leslie, and she held up
the flask.
What" exclaimed Blake. Half
gone already? That was Winthrope."
He was very thirsty. Could we not
boil potful of the river water?"
yes, when the ebb gets strong, If
we run too dry. First, though, we'll
make try for cocoanuts. Let's hit
out for the nearest grove now. The
main thing is to keep moving"
40 hS opohC, inc
pot and his club and started for the
thorn clump, leaving the skin, togeth-
er with the meat and the salt, for Miss
Leslie to carry. Winthrope was
Weakened by touch of Blake's foot,
and all three were soon walking away
from the seashore, just within the
shady border of the mangrove wood.
AT tho first 20 I'm, 90
to gather a number of leaves, for their
palm-leaf hats were now cracked and
broken. A little farther on a ruddy
antelope, with lyrate horns, leaped out
of the bush before them and dashed
off toward the river before Blake
could string his bow. AS If in mock
cry of his lack of readiness, troupe
of large green monkeys set up a wild
chattering in a tree above the party.
Il say, Miss Jenny, do you think you
can lug the pot, If we go slow? 1t isn't
far now.
Good for you, little woman! Thatll
give me chance to shoot quick"
They moved on again for a hundred
yards or more; but though Blake kept
sharp lookout both above and below,
he saw no game other than a few
small birds and pair Of blue wood
pigeons. When he sought to creep up
on the latter, they flew into the next
tree. In following them, he came
upon a conical mound of hard clay,
nearly four feet high.
Hello; this must be one of those |
white ant-hills," he said, and he gave
the mound a kick.
Instantly a tiny object whirred I'D !