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down the good herds of
elephants in his vicinity.

sooner did he get news of some big tuskers than
he set forth through the thorn scrub. under
blazing tropical sun, to track them.
Creeping on all-fours through the bushes and
ffteenf0ot-high grass, he made his way into the
center of the herd and selected his bulls. He
would follow them up until he had killed off all
the best tuskers in the herd Then would come
the cutting up Of the elephants and the hewing
out Of their giant ivory teeth
At last the Sudan government determined to
stand this brazen lawessness longer. mes
senger dispatched to Rogers warning him to
come in and surrender, else, declared the off,
Gals he would not be spared
His answer typical of the
If you want me, come and get me-.
Now Captain Fox inspector of the Mongolia
province in the Sudan, did want Rogers and
moreover. wanted him badly He accepted the
challenge, after first sending word to Rogers
that he proposed to bring him into Mongolia,
dead alive
Rogers laughed when he read the message
Back the answer the foot of the
official note: Il am waiting. Come and get me-"
Captain Fox set forth from Mongolia in pursuit
Of this daring outlaw with the meager force OF
Sudanese non-commissoned officer and six Sudan
csc soldiers and few native carriers and mules
for the conveyance of supplies.
Up the banks of the Nile went the little party
Of soldiers and their white leader and ever in
advance of them the fearless Rogers laugh
ing in his sleeve and content in the belief that be
cOulu OuIWlC the most determined pursuit. but
he had misjudged the caliber of the who
had been sent after him.
Day by day the little party kept down the
Nile, up the Nile. the Nile, first in the
Congo territory and then in Uganda territory
Doubling and redoubling their tracks, they
never gave up hope.
Something Of the spirit which must have pos
sessed both pursuer and pursued be cleaned
from the story of the final meeting between these
two men,
Worn out, wet and hungry, Fox and his party
reached village late one night. Here they learn
ed that the poachers had shot native for dis
obeying an order given by Rogers. This had
happened only that morning, SO now they We're
hot the trail of Rogers.
Despite their pitiable condition. on learning
of this murder Captain Fox and his weary
at once set out in the dark in pursuit. They
travelled all that night and the greater part OF
the next day. Toward sunset they came in sight
of an immense village square, around which were
posted a hundred of the armed native followers
OF the pOacher
Slowly Captain Fox advanced until he stood in
the center of the armed men.
Where is the white man, your master?" he ask
ed authofitatively
The armed natives watched him sullenly, with
cut vouchsafng reply. At last after what seem
ed like hours to the captain of the natives
pointed silently toward a large house in the CEN
ter of the village.
Fox approached the house Indicated with his
rifle cooked and ready for instant in of
need. He halted few PAGES from the house and
summoned Rogers to out and surrender
Nc reply came to the first summons and so he
repeated it twice more
All remained as silent as the grave and Fox
began to suspect treachery. But he kept his
eyes the door
Suddenly it opened; and native servant
out and saluted Fox
The commandant wants you to come In" he
native dialect
not come out to YOU"
AT first it looked suspicious, but Fox decided
to risk any trap. He walked toward the house
and left his rifle outside leaning against the wall.
rren he called to his soldiers to remain on guard
and allow no to leave the house while he
in 1t.
Then he passed in through the doorway.
He found himself in large dark room. lighted
by a single Pickering candle. For moment his
eyes failed to see anything, but gradually he be-
came accustomed to the dark light and made out
the figure Of white man, lying camp cot.
Beside him sat another white man, who was un-
known to Fox. He had heard that there was all
other white man with Rogers, whom the natives
called Doctor" but his identity had never been
learned by the government
Surrounding the bed were ten armed native
followers of Rogers, who eyed the soldier with
sullen suspicion.
Fox stood inside the door and looked from ore
white man to the other
Which is Mr.. Rogers?' he asked breaking the
strained silence.
sMr Rogers has been shot, replied the white
man sitting beside the cot, with growl of an
ger
Yes, and by your men,.
The man on the bed spoke thickly and as if in
great pain.
Il am sorry, very sorry indeed. that you have
been wounded Mr.. Rogers" Fox walked slowly
forward to the bed I hope it is not serious, but
certainly you are mistaken in thinking my sol
ders did it,
mo-" Rogers Numbered at him, partly rising
in bed and falling back with groan The other
white tried to soothe him. 1T was by the
soldiers you sent here to arrest me- he contin-
ued, with bitter hate.
There three Of my men on ahead OF
me, it is true Fox replied, sbut am convinced
they would not have shot at you or interfered
with you