The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-08-27

By VICTOR, ROUSSEAU
tcopyrighted 1911 by Harper $ Bros.>

stick him with their assegais But he mad fol
 liquor; he was drunk when he saved Butcher, and It I hadn't been for that he'd have been recommended foi the Cross"
 What made him turn traitor?"
 Nobody ever found out exactly. He was at the
 massacre in the pass of the Little Intomb when all bu him was wiped out in a half hours fighting. Next thing we heard he was Pondo chief living among them Anyway he turned Kafir helped to make peace and got recognized by the government petty chief That's all there it. except that he's gone from bad to worse ever since The government thought that Iii making him chief they'd have friend at court, but believe he knows as much about this rebellion as any of them. You can't tell how sodden beast like that will act"
 Poor devl!" said Churchill. T wonder what the girl in England thinks about hifn.''
 Brausch snickered evy I'd like to bring Dora into that parfcr and watch her face, he said
 Lieutenant Churchill started and tapped his spurs ansriy with his riding whip to cover his confusion.
 "Who the devirs-that?" ?" he blurted out
 That's the name of his ga replied Williams grim ming "She writes him regular, MT. Churchill Such fine letters too.'
 "rd like to introduce her to Mrs. Dora here" con-
 Lieutenant Churchill looked at the Pondo girl who. conscious that she formed the subject of this cooquy 1eered at the three amiahly.
 Do VOL mean to tell r1e-?" Churchill began Now don't know nothing, lieutenant" Brausch interposed hastily T only hear what people tells me This girls the daughter of old chief MSiga Up at the big kraal on the Eshowe road. He addressed the woman in kitchen Zulu "Intombi zyesc kG sslasga" he asked.
 "Uh-uh," grunted the woman, smirkng. There was short silence. Brausch and Williams looked at each other nqurngy and suddenly the store keeper addressed Churchill ingratiatingy.
 We've got rare joke that fellow in there, Mir.
 
 in the direction of the inner You remember this Dora telling you about?' "Yes," answered the lieutenant, shortly.
 Now don't want you to think I was to blame, Mir. Churchill, and I know you won't make trouble for me with the government. But it about eight months ago Murchison crazy with drink and letter for him. He looked at it and threw it at my head Keep it yourself and don't let any of them kind, he believed Welt this Williams here he opened and read it." "oh, come, MT. Brausch,' said Williams in remon- strance.
 EIe opened and read it" the storekeeper continued. And it from this Dora She didn't know he'd gone to the bad and she wrote about how she loved him and all that. So Williams being soft-hearted he says to me- Why shouldn't we answer it for him. Brausch. and hide the facts from her? So, being gifted with imat ing hands, he fixed up letter in Murchison's hand- writing, and sent it along.
 T never thought no about it till the answer come three weeks later She'd been took in, Mir. Churchill-and the upshot was this man here wrote another and another, till he carrying the spondence instead of Murehison. Rare fun had. Wouldn't you like to see her last, MT. Churchill?" Keep your dirty tricks yourselves" said the lie- tenant, and the men grinned at the compliment
 "But aint told you a" said Brausch, 1eering the counter. 'Wiamss letters got too strong and the upshot iswe got letter by the last coach saying that Doras coming out to marry him. Aint that joke, Mr. doive half les ratch of her face when she Murchson And the best of it is the fellows so sodden with booze he won't know but .yhat he wrote them letters himself See here!
 He drew the letter from drawer and tossed it down upon the counter Invountariy Churchilrs eyes fell it. As he took in the individual santng writing, he paused in his contemptuous intention and, though being constrained he took it in his hands and read through Then, slowly, he tore it into fragments and watched them dutter into the road He remained ean- ing against the mud wall of the store apparently come by mighty emotion, while the others watched him with the trained scrutiny of the salesman who seeks to profit by his customers mood But Brauschs gaze was not urr1ixed with fear; he had been drinking aid in the buoyancy of his spirits, he had forgotten the habital squeaishness of these newly arrived from England At last Churchill stood Up and came toward him.
 "You cur P he said through his clenched teeth "I'n-'
 The sharp tick-tck of the telegraph interrupted his sentence and snapped the spell of fear which this mans anger had cast Brausch hurried to his instrument and sat down to transcribe the message upon pad.
 "C-o-a-ch" the telegraph spelled out, and stopped "C-o-a-c-h from B-u-c-h-a-n-a-n s-t-o-p-p-e-d-
 Already by some subtle contagion the camp had learned that news of dire importance was being made known inside the store The crowded the entrance and gathered round the chair on which Brausch sat writing with tremuious fingers.
 at Sigwa Pass, thirty miles from MPalla on Eshowe Road Surrounded by hostile natives. A woman aboard Hurry all to relieve"
 That was all but the message was ended no sooner than the men were lining up in the dusty road outside the quarters Churchill briefly detailed them: two to round up the horses from the grazing grounds by the stream; four to load ammunition and food into the supply wagon others to spread compressed forage for their mounts we start in thirty minutes, he an-