The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1914-09-18
CHAPTER VII.
.Mo+ber. Where is Father?"

"MoGher, Where is Father?"
Mrs. Wayne and Edith in the wagon
heard the Kafrs yelling madly and
knew the battle in the clearing was
raging fercely Suddenly fame shot
into the wagon and mother and
daughter coughed as smoke swirled
all round them. Amazu had set fire
to the wagon.
But harki To her ears came new
shouts and more shots.
Its Vambo!" cried the voice Of
Uncle Steve And next moment Uncle
Steve himself sprang into the burning
wagon and fairly dragged Mrs. Wayne
out of the flames. Hart at the same
time seized Edith. Blood was flowing
down Uncle steve's face from the cut
of spear on. his temple, and Hart
was wounded slightly in the forearm.
''Wambo has saved US, Uncle Steve
said, as he and Hart carried the
mother and daughter away from the
burning wagon, across the clearing
and into the jungle.
''Wambo and his warriors were out
hunting for the missing Bantu," Uncle
Steve explained, when they were we'll
within the jungle. ...'They heard the
sound of battle and rushed to the res
cue. They are now engaged in a
pitched battle with Amazu and his
men. Amazu retreated at the first sign
of the coming of Wambo, but. Wambo
and his men are chasing them through
the forest
While the whites in the jungle
awaited the return of Wambo and his
men, the wagon in the clearing burned
ifercely till only the charred ruins re-
mained.
"Bantu!" cried Edith. "Oh, Uncle
Steve! Bantu was in that wagon!"
In a sudden frenzy, Mrs. Wayne
cried: But my husband-the doctor!
what Of him."
Eyes, what of the doctor?" repeated
Hart. Mrs. Wayne" he added, you
must be brave. Your husband has
perhaps gone to the Happy Hunting
|Grounds-or wherever brave men go
when they have received mortal
wounds from a dozen assegais.
The word picture drawn by Hart
proved too much for Mrs. Wayne's al
ready overstrained nerves. The mis-
sionary's wife swooned.
Just then number of Wamoos
men arrived.
What of Amazu?" asked Uncle
Steve.
what few of his men are still alive
are returning to their kraal," one Of
the warriors answered.
"And Amazu is dead" said another.
"Amazu was killed by Chief Wambo
himself" a third warrior said. They
fought like two wild animals till ANA
zu fell. Here comes Wambo. You
shall now see why he fought like an
animal"
The giant figure of Wambo came
into view. AS he approached it be-
came obvious that he was suffering
from some deep grief. Presently all
could see that he held in his hand a
little brass wheel attached to thong:
It was the cog-wheel Of the alarm
clock which Wambo ID hung on the
neck of his little Bantu the morning
before.
'My son, my little boy!" Wamho
said, in an anguished voice. 'He was
slain by Amazu. And this charm from
the white mans country, which Bantu
wore on his neck, this is all I have to
show to his mother. l found this in
the ruins Of the wagon. My poor
Bantu,"
Water from Uncle Steve's canteen
had revived Mrs Wayne. She now
questioned Wambo eagerly.
'Wambo, tell me-of my husband"
A silence fell upon them.
"His body" Mrs. Wayne cried
"Where does he lie, Wambo? Take
me to him.
'He lies, Missy Wayne, on the trail
toward of our kraal. Come! l VIII
lead you to him!"
It was sad procession that wound
its way down the trail to a certain
point, where Wambo stopped in sur
prise. He examined the ground.
''He lay here, Missy Wayne" ," Wanl-
bo said, looking round, dumfounded
at not seeing the body of Doctor
WAYNE. 81 saw him lying here,
wounded to death by the assegais OF
Amazu's men. And all my warriors