Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-09-10
BY KATHERINE G. BUSBEY


And I've stuck it out, haven't ~ He spoke with
pitiful bravaco in which there was Of cntrcaty.
THE very still with that heavy, mute spell
of climate where the sinking sun seems TO draw
off the breath of the land But after a time light
breeze sprang up tfu and refreshing; few catspaws
rustled through the awnings. Then a low, hoarse
murmur up to them, and Lee saw the man before
him suddenly turn green with emotion and fright. Be
fore he could speak there the metallic dronc Of
what seemed to be weird incarnation, repetition OF
rhythmic line
~NIoue tue &c pitt blanc-la- mout, tue &C pitt
blanc-la'
The words became distinct, and yet the effect was
like locust
Get that? I'm going to kill the little white mani.
chartered the Consul General his body too limp
to tremble. Lee went toward the window.
Don't let yourself be seem" Kissed Carroll.
Through the venetian blind Lee bchcd a wild and
gorgeous apparition of woman over six feet tail,
walking with measured steps before the entrance to the
Consulate knife in hand and pistol in the other.
She single white garment as plain as an umbrella
cover from which her ebony and the dusky column
of her throat displayed their mighty perfection There
was crimson splotch each tawny cheek, and
slight jingle and flash of barbarous ornaments she
walked back and forth chanting her cheering refrain.
A knot of followers occasionally urged her
Lee turned back into the room.
ooh, yes, know the things YOU want to ask, Car
chief of band of murderers. Last President her
a commission General in his army At present she's
priestess of one of their cannibal cults
"And what does she want with YOU, if might ask
stew Lee urged.
4That's right, lat l." snared the Consul General.
q" laughed at her when first came here laughed at her
publicly and she's staked since and the police
God the mark,-won't interfere
Rather obvious sort of stalking observed Lee
"Oh this is Just to sweat the iron of me- replied
Carroll, shaking his head until the streams crook
edly down his face.
aAIous tue ce pitt blanc-la-rnoue tue &C pitt
blanc-la" twanged rhythnically below.
She'll get yet" he groaned covering his eyes.
"Great Scott of all absurGitv. cried Lee With an
other look at Carroll he dashed out of the cleared
the stairs at a bound and catapulted to the veranda
just Ro Petit Choute reached that point in her patrol
"AIoue tue she broke of sharply with an ng ng
sound in her throat Her mica eyes in their yellow
setting swept seeply over the lines OF Lees exquisite
uniform Lee smiled slightly and made speech in Eng
sh with gestures.
@Run along, you saucy puss!' he remarked, his ges
lures indicating that the immensely OF the earth, sky,
and might be hers but from that spot She must
move.
With lowered head she uttered what appeared to be
rather anxious for her kill somebody; then with the
weapons Imply at her sides she skunk sinuously away,
her followers at her heels.
7 ZEE found Vera Carroll standing Just within the
- shadow of the doorway Back in the hall tall can
dies burned in sconces; their light level with her
white shoulders for she evening Dress frock SO
fnv and unreal that it seemed to Lee il she had
caught cloud and bankctcd it about her There
too, atmosphere OF strength and sweetness about her
that seemed to bring mountain breeze INTO the dead
air of the place The Tropics ladn gwen her the
wilted. stringy look struggle with iqucfyng climate
and crmps usually gave the wonlen-poor souls
Then he saw her FACET was white as polished mar
BILE.
@That quite foolhardy, Captain Lee" she said
coldlv.
"Nonsense! A lot of harmless black idiots led by
comic opera anazon" exclaimed Lee.
"You also put my brother in the light of a ridiculous
coward she continued
"Why, never was 50 sorry for anyone IN my llfc'
protested Lee, and had he searched storchosc OF
lions he could not have found unfortunate
precision to hur against her pride.
Ne OF ID
preciates Your sense of hunor Just Death gro
tesque circums the less DEATH Captain Lee