Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1912-05-08

I dozen savages in all their war paint.
Itrose and literally threw myself at
the nearest saddle, against which q
Decond Winchester rested. With that
in my hand could make bolt and
! protect myself in running fight. But
that was not, to be. A second spear,
aimed with half a dozen others, went
through my left wrist, and, as In
voluntarily dropped the rifle and
grabbed at the spearshaft, q waddy
descended on my head and my senses
left me. III (. s, Il # l d & 2
Il What actually transpired from the
moment lost touch with mortal ex-
listence until found myself again In
the depot l had to CLEAN from the un-
willing answers Of Romanes to my
question, and fill in the blanks from
my Imagination. ii s,s5s
When he left me to follow the par;
rots. Romanes did not anticipate go
ing more than a quarter Of mile, at
most, into the scrub and expected to
be back in camp within fifteen min
utes at the outside, but before he
could get a shot at the birds they
had led him on for a mile. It was
while he was on his way back to
the camp that he heard a shout, which
resembled very closely the yell OF
triumph the natives give when they
have captured their game. be it hu-
man or animal
ii Approaching the camp cautiously,
Romanes caught sight Of the natives
raiding the outfit, tearing open the
grub bags" and generally making
themselves acquainted with every
thing in the camel packs. r
Having .'tumbled to what had hap
pcned, Romanes' first thought was to
opsn fire on the blacks and before the
natives knew what had happened a
double charge. Of parrot shot struck
them. With yell they arose, the
leader (whom 1t subsequently tran
spired was Major) grabbing the Win
chester and firing wildly in the direc-
ton whence thu shot had come. Ro-
names had taken shelter behind .
bush which, while 1t obscured him
from view, gave him no protection
against bullets. He fred one shot
from his rife. and. dashing from his
cover, made for tree a hundred
yards away, the natives following in
q body. Once behind a stout trunk he
brought his rife into play and emp
tied the magazine with such effect
that three Of the natives fell and the
others, meeting such stout foe, bolt
ed into the bush after vainly hurting
all their spears and spending what
cartridges were in the captured Win
chester.
Not knowing how many natives
there were, or whether there were
more than he had seen in the neigh
borhood, Romanes wasted no time in
climbing into the tree, there to wait
until it was quite safe for him to
make a further move, as the supersti-
tious nature OF the blacks would pre-
vent them from making any further
attack.
When he had spent a couple Of
hours in his high perch Romanes qui-
city slipped down and approached the
camp. for the main purpose of endeav-
oring to get further supply of ammu-
milton, and to secure one OF the cam
els in order that he might get away
from the dangerous locality as soon
as he had collected anything Of value
which the natives had left. He ex-
pected to find me dead as doornail
and battered beyond recognition, but
he got the shock Of his life when he
bent over me and found me breathing.
There was big wound on the back