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men, who halt believed the old rascal possessed
charmed life, and led Moorabalyma to cast few a
toward us
HALF a dozen Whoorahs popped up with their cbas
IL tain in their midst. They fired pointbank al y.
and our men sent volley back. Moorabalyma "a
manned standing unscathed, and, making profoni
salaam, shouted to us, "SkOOIdM' And even as h,
salaamed and our boys looked at him with impoten,
rage our sissyboy guest crked the pump Of his raa
threw the gun to his shoulder and pulled the trioo
There was Just that solo rfeshot cracked out, and
everyone of us knew who had fired it. Moorabalym,
slowly crumped up fell over outside the barcade and
lay sprawed out on the ground dead
The Whoorah capital Capitulaed. We carried Mora,
baymas head back to Robertsport and presented il n
Governor Watson as evidence of the old mans death
Also of my carried several choice specimens
of Ethiopian crana which had been selected from m.
collection upon the barricade posts. The old war town
that had dehed the authorities for many years was
burned its barriCale DESTROYED its warrior, and neonl
scattered and the headess body Of its great war chic
buried in a grave with that of a dog,-a method o,
Sepulture that insured the future gnomny of Mora
ballyma among all good Mohammedans.
RUI OF all cOnquering armies ours was the SaddeS
- maddeSt bunch of cOnquerors that wendei
a triumphant way homcward SeefaSday was moroS,
and grouchy, Blue Fish suen and rcscntiul and
the entire native contingent seemed 10 be weighted
down with an Overburden OF reSeSSncSS and dissatS
faction. Edgng toward SeetaSdly. an inquiry wa,
put to him as to the lack OF that JOY which should Der
meate his feelings.
"Wha for dat stranger white man want 70 come aony
with us and kill Ole Man Moorabalyma? Moorabalym1
didn't ever hurt any of his people. He had right b.
kill um les me and Blue Fish and plenty OF US Vey
people what Mooraballyma hurt, We must have been
the ones to kill the ole man
That seemed to be the sentiment of all the natives
Our guest had been too accurate with his rite and had
robbed them Of the glory of killing Moorabayma and
no amount OF argument could persuade them to cas-.
aside their resentment
The news of the demise of the old Whoorah cheftain
had spread fast and wide, and when We arrived AZ
RobertSport there gathered large assembage OF
natives from all parts Of the lake country VINO had come
to be the head OF the dead tyrant and 10 dance and
feast in honor Of his beneicent elimination. In the
throng appeared my friend Mamboura, and with him
an arrangement was made for the future custody and
entcrt ainmcnt Of guest. After the cessation Of The
festivities Mamboura took him up country showed him
a touch OF Guinea high lie in the way OF big game hunt
ing and then passed him along to some friends farther
west Eventually he reached FrectOwn in Sierra Leone
where he awaited the arrival OF the Liberia and with
CAPTAIN Croker sailed away to America. But his mem.
orv is not cherished in certain circles OF African society
On green hillside overlooking beautiful Lake PeS0u
is little pam-clustered cemetery, patronZcd Literally
by missionaries Of the surrounding country and IN is
center is a queer little round grave down in The depths
OF which lies only a small chdS head. For monumen,
there is tall iron rod, the top Of which wabbeS
sun -bcached skull a grueSome CONCESSION by the
Christian missionaries 10 4 savage superstition. The
head in the grave is that Of Mondana the happy little
View maiden OF years ago. the skull the rod is tha.
OF Mooraballyma, the powerful and much feared
War King of the Whoorahs No grave IN the world is
more carefully watched better protected than that u
little Brick Top.