The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1914-12-10
CHAPTER VII.
mother. Where is Father"

dill FOuUQ tnSIu' Auldhu Adu oS| hlS
to the wagon.
But bark! To her ears came new
shouts and more shots.
TITS Wambo!" 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 u.s. 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 reiterated 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
fiercely till only the charred ruins re-
NAMED.
"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
MIST 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 assegnis."
The word picture Drawn by Har:
proved too much for Mrs. Waynes al
ready overstrained nerves. The mis-
sionary's wife swooned
Just then number of Wambo's
men arrived.
What of Amazu?" asked Uncle
Steve.
What few of his MN are still alive
are returning to their kraal," one of
the warriors answered.
"And Amazu is dead!" said anosner.
"Amazu was killed by Chief VAN DO
himself" a third warrior saiS. They
fought like two wild anims.s till ANA
I'll fell. Here comes sTambo. You
shall now see why Ia fought like an
animal"
The giant figure of Wambo came
S:itc 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
little brass wheel attached to thong
t was the cog-wheel of che alarm
clock which Wambo had hung on the
heck of his little Rantu the morning
before. The wheel was blackened
from the fire through which it had
passed. And both whites and blacks.
as they watched Wambo approach, un-
tierstood whence he had secured that
grim mementO.
my son, my little boy!" Wambo
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 have to
show to his mother. | found this in
the ruins Of the wagon. My poor
Bantu!"
Water from Uncle Stoves 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 hiuc.'
'fIe lies, Missy Wayne. on the trail
toward of our kraal. Comet will
lead you to him!"
It was a sad procession that wound
its way down the trail to a certain
point, where Wambo stopped Ia sur
prise. He examined the ground.
HE lay here. Missy Wayne" VAN
bo said, looking round, dumfounded
at not seeing the body Of Doctor
Wayne II saw him lying here.
wounded to death by the assegais o.
Amazu's men. And all my warriors
saw him lying here as we passed on
the way to the fight. But now he is
gone. Amazu's warriors have taken
the body and they will"
He stopped in pity for Mrs. Wayne.
He dared not impart to her his
thoughts of just how Amazu's war
riors would mutilate the body OF the
white man. He knew they would tear
the body limb from limb in revenge
for their own losses in the battle.
But Mrs. Wayne understood VAN
ho's sudden silence. She broke into
pitiful tears.
Comet" said Uncle Steve. Come,
Nellie, you must be brave! Come
Edith! We will return to Wambos
village. And soon we will start again
for our home in California"
and when you start again" said
Wambo. you will accept the escort OF
my warriors"
"Yes." replied Uncle Steve, f1rmly.
"A hundred warriors shall escort us.
And we will thank you aehundred
times, Wambo, for the protection OF
your men,"
All this time, however, Doctor Wayne
Las alive. He was at that very mo-
aent examining the ruins OF the