Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1911-11-27

said TO Kwaque Sun be come up
put m that feIla and five fella belong
him along grass cutting Savvee?
There will be trouble with Gogoomy
yet" Sheldon said TO Joan. as the boss
boys marshalled their gangs and led
them away TO their work Keep an
eye on him. Be careful when you are
riding alone on the plantation The
loss of those Winchesters and all that
ammunition has hit him harder than
your cutting did He Is dead ripe for
mischief"
II wonder what has become Of Tu-
dor. It's two months since he disap-
peared into the bush. and not word
OF him after be left Binu-"
Joan Lakeland was sitting astride
her horse by the bank Of the Balesuna,
where the sweet corn had been plant
ed. and Sheldon was leaning against
her horses shoulder.
Yes. IL is a long time for no news
to have trickled down" he answered.
watching her keenIy from under his
hat Drim and wondering as TO the
venturous gold hunter. But Tudor
will come out all right He did thing
at the start that wouldn't have given
him or any other man credit for-per-
suaded BiDu Charley TO go along with
him. I'll wager no other Binu niger
has ever gone so far into the bush
unless 70 be kai kai'd."
Look! Lookv' Joan cried in low
voice. pointing across the narrow
stream TO a slack eddy, where a huge
crocodile drifted like a log awash-
Ugh. The filthy beasts! l hate theml
/ hate them
And yet you go diving among
sharks" Sheldon chided- Just the
same. wish l could swim as we'll as
you Maybe it would beget confidence
such as you have"
do you know 1 think it would be
nice TO be married to man such as
you seem to be becoming" she remark
ed. with one of her abrupt changes that
always astounded him. Il should think
you could be trained into a very good
husband-you know, not one OF the
domineering kind. but one who con-
sidered his wife was just as much
an individual as himself and just as
much a free agent. Really, you know.
l think yOu are improving"
She laughed and rode away, leav-
ing MIN greatly cast down. If he had
thought there had been one bit of coy
ness in her words. one feminine futter.
one womaniy attempt at deliberate lure
and encouragement he would have
been elated. But he knew absolutely
that 1t was the boy and not the woman
who had so darinGiy spoken.
Joan rode through twenty acres of
uncleared cane The grass WIS waist
high and higher. and she rode
along she remembered that GoEoomy
was one OF a gang OF boys that had
been detailed TO the grass cutting. y
little farther on she heard voices and
refined in and listened. Ii was Co
goOmy talking.
bog ne stop IN along house. night
time he walk about" Go-oomy was
saying. "You feila boy catch IN one
fella pig. put IN kai-kai. belong him
dog along one big fella fish book
S'pose dog he walk about catch m kai-
kai. you fella boy catch m dog alice
same one shark Dog he finish close
up. Big feIla marSter sleep along big
fella house. White Mary sleep along
pickaninny house. One fella Adamu
he stop along outside pickaninnv house. /
YOu fella boy finish IN dog. finish IN
Adamu. finish m big fella marster.
finish IN white Mary. finish m alto /
Gether. Plenty musket be stop, plenty !
powder. pIe.ry toma ha wk. plenty knife .
fee Sun be come up we long way
too much"
me catch IN pig sun he go down."
spoke mp one whose thin falsetto voice /
Joan recognized as belonging to Cosse, |
one OF GogoOmy's tribesmen.
Me catch IN dog" said another.
And me catch IN white fella Mary" |
Gogoomy cried triumphantly. Me |
catch m Kwaque be die along him
quick"
This much Joan heard OF the plan to |
murder. and then her rising wrath /
proved too much for her discretion.
She spurred her horse into the grass.
crying:
What name you fella boy. eh? What
name?"
They arose. scrambling and scatter
ing. and to her surprise she saw there
were a dozen OF them. AS she looked
in their glowering faces and noted the
heavy, two-foot backing cane knives
in their hands. she became suddenly
aware Of the rashness of her act If
only she had her revolver or a rife, all
would have been well. But she had
yentured out unarmed
TO much talk along you feIla boy"
she said severely. Too much talk.
too little work. Savvee?'
Gogoomy made no reply, but, APP
parently shifting weight, he slid one
foot forward The other boys, spread
fanwise about her. were also sliding
forward. the cruel cane knives in their