, 1913-03-27

INN felIa my brother belong m. ~
".s mo answer. Him fena diD too
mnch" -
iea sing out. him fella bruthar be-
onS you die too much the EsVbees man
went on In threatening tones. .Icross
'eoo much along you. What name you
s1ng ont, chr You fathead MAXI nm
brother belong you die close up too
much. You feila finish sing out, say
veef You feila no finish eng out l
make finish quick"
he threatened the waller WIN bis
INST and the black covered down, gIar-
ing at him with sullen eyea.
Sing u no good little b1t.r me
white man went on, more gently.
you no sing out. You chase um fella
ny. Too much strong fella ny. You
eaten water, washee brother belong
you, washee plenty too much, bime bye
brother belong You all right.
"Jumpr' he shouted nercely at the
md. his will penetrating the low In
telligence of the black with dynamic
force that made him jump to he task
OF brushing the loathsome swarms Of
dies away.
Again he rode ont into the reeking
heat. He cIutched the blacks neck
tightly and drew a long breath; but
the dead air seemed to shrivel his
lungs, and he dropped his head and
oozed till the house was reached.
Every effort Of will was torture, yet
he was called upon continually to
make efforts Of will. He gave the
black he had ridden a nip Of trade gin.
Vtaburi. the house boy, brought him
corrosive sublimate and water, and
ne took a thorough a%ntiseptic wash.
He dosed himself with chlorodyne,
took his wi pulse. smoked a Their.
amometer. and lay back on the couch
with a suppressed groan. 1t was mid
afternoon. and he had completed his
third round that day. He called the
house boy. "
"Take 2 um big fella look along
Jessie" he commanded. 2
The boy carried the long telescope
out on the veranda and searched the
sea.
"One fella schooner long way little
bit" he announced. zone fella Jessie.
The white man gave q little gaspsof
delight.
You make um Jessie, I'VE sticks
tobacco along you," he said.
There was silence for a time, during
which he waited with eager impa-
tience.
Maybe Jessie. maybe other ifella
schooner" anne the faltering admis-
sion.
The man wormed to the edge of the
couch and slipped on to the floor on
his knees. By means Of a chair be
drew himself to his feet. Still clinging
to the chair. supporting most of his
weight on 1t. he showed it to the door
and out upon the veranda. The sweat
from the exertion streamed down his
face and showed through the under
shirt across his shoulders. he man
aged to get into b chair. where he
painted in a state Of collapse. In a few
minutes he reused himself. The boy
held the end of the telescope against
n Of the veranda scantlings, while
the man gazed through 1t at the sea.
At last he picked up the white sails Of
the schooner and studied them.
"No Jessie, he said very quietly.
That's the Malakula."
he changed his seat for a steamer
reclining chair. Three hundred feet
away the sea broke In q small surf
upon the beach. To the left he could
zee the white line Of breakers that
marked the bar Of the B%alesuna river
and. beyond. the rugged outline of
Savo island Directly 3 before him.
across the twelve mile channel. hay
Florida island, and. farther to the
right, dim IN the distance. he could
make out portions of Malaita, the saw
age island, the abode Of murder and
robbery, and man eating. the place
from which his OWE WI hundred plan
tation hands had been recruited. Be
tween hin and the beach was the cane
grass fence of the compound. The
gate was ajar. and he sent the house
boy to close II. Within the fence grew
a number of lofty "a palms. On
either side the path that Ied to the
gate stood two tall fagstafrs. like
ships masts. with topmasts spliced- on
in true nautical fashion, with shrouds,
ratlines. gafs and Gag halyards.
From the gar of one two1says tags
Ito be C~ontinued.)