The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-03-26

 Each glanced furtively toward his neghbor what he would do
 Kill him kill the bald n1onl1eyI shreked Bottle john, hur1ing heavy plunged the ground between Ferrera's feet. He stopped and picked up, and ceasing to howl and rock he drew himself up to his full stature and stood motionless, silent white men stand when death is imminent
 Kill him kill him p screamed Bottlejohn again.
 This time murmur went up like the hum of hiv- ing bees, or the low grow1 of lions when they blood; again like the anger of wolves against the stricken member of the herd. They closed n teasiuz tauntlng, snaElng, yappng, and batting their king yet waiting to rouse their bloodtrst before they satiated it.
 And Adrian Ferreira, raising his weapon, began to swing with it rhythmical1y, his strained upon their advent
 Suddenly Mako1o1o, bo1der than the rest raised his spear and rushed forward At the exact instant the axe descended smashing his skull like an egg she'll The crashed forward upon his face tore at the dust and lay motonless
 Then the attack began They upon Ferreira from every quarter, thrusting spears one stzDed behind while his companion attacked in front; but in the melee they could not free themselves and the broadaxe cleft clear path within the circle of its descent Seven times fe11 every time it crushed out another life beneath it.
 Somebody cried, 'T1e sees. he seesp and they drew pack Tn consternation, pantng and tren1uots watching tnelr king tearfuly Gradually slow shuh7ing sound broke Tn upon their It the blind baby crawling out from the hut in search of Ferreira dragging it's length serpentwise through the All eyes were focused on it's slow approach
 When it reached the body of the first slain Maleoloo 1t stopped scratching and pulling then dvertne it's course, 1t came toward Ferreira again. leaving broad trail behind it. Fear seized the assembled throng
 1t IS his wizard, they whispered to his neigbor their knees shaking beneath them
 But Ferreira had heard the soft, steathy movement He raised his arms he swung his weapon and whirfed A gasp up.
 @He has killed his wizard" cried BottIejofn from our or his corner Kill him; he cannot harm you"
 The axe felf from the Dutchman's hands A groan his 1iOS 41,az ance he sank down the ground. So they came in upon and bound him, while he made resistance His head lolled drunlenly upon his shouders blood and saliva trickled from his half-open mouth
 At Bottlejohns command brought honey-cou1b from the silos, squeezing it Ferreiras head
 He understood and once the desire for fife came over him. He writhed under his bonds, strue- giing for freedom. His arms, which pounded the earth like fas sent up great clods of mud His skin burst under the ropes blood oozed from his nostrs Bott1ejohn crouched over his in ecstasy
 "You stole my wife, Baas Adrian" he chanfed putting at his cob pipe You kicked and called me babaan. Ha Presently your bones shall be picked cleaner than carron Take spades, you dogs and carry him to the ant-hils"
 Hendrka had 1urked behind crawling upon her stomach through the tall mealie stalks and into the jungle. There, hidden behind cactus tree she saw twelve go past, carrying their burden. An hour afterward, at dawn, she eleven return.
 She crept along the trail stealthiy till the tall hills into view; then wrgg1ng from mound to mound, she gained the shelter of large heap that sloped toward depression in the ground with Jumps of earth and c1ods surrounding it, though it had been freshly excavated Here twenty feet distant Botnejohn sat- smoking his pipe and running his thumb along the edge of his knife while he muttered and gesticulated downward.
 Beside him was a human head, head apparently severed at the neck, yet of living man, g1asfy shaven thing with pits for eyes, dilated nosrs jaws slightly apart The thing turned sidewise, az though listening. It all visible through yellow film that drpped drop by drop to the ground
 Hendrka could hear the very faintest and yet {in1a file of She that Inc whole mound on which she leaned alive with little white moving things, like grains of rice, that poured forth in steady, amending stream toward the place where Bottleohn sat beside the head. And all the trail marked with droppngs of honeyeomb.
 The Hottentot fighting with sleep to glut his vengeance. His head dropping his breast, drunk with the fumes from time to time he would open his heavy lids to snarl the thing beside him.
 You stole my wife, Baas AdriaanP he shriekcds then his eyes closed and he -elapsed into momentary inconsistencies. Hendrika crept nearer zezTsT. Botheojhn started up
 "You kicked and knocked down, he shriekeds 4hrusting his yellow face within inches of the head of the Dutchman, his yellow fangs protruding over the chops that he licked ceaselessy- But the head remained n1otionless bent slightly sidewise though mockery, the jaws slightly apart. There was no sign that it had heard Hendrka erept nearer
 Hal they are coming the little white soldiers" cried the Hottentot, starting forward more They are here They will devour you piecemsal tih there is not so much mouthful of flesh left your bones" Hendrika close behind him now As he thrust out his face she gave him quick push that sent him spraw1ing forward and instantly the jaws snapped close catching him by the heshy part of the throat. He shrieked and wrthed, pounding ths enloon1ess head; then the strong teeth crunchee through sinews and cartridges he screamed with mortal terror and pain. And the clenched teeth bit steadily through the ernotion1ess set slightly side1se tL the blood spurted from the great veins and arteries and the rattle of the death agony went up. cloud of dust rose up and hid the Slowly the groans died avav The dust subsded. All motion less save for the onward march of the little white