The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-08-27

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 CHAPTER V.
 A Chiefs Daughter. W IL through the night the march A continued Lucille shuddered as, from the black fastnesses 4 of the senijungle that hedged them in. the glow of yellow eyes gleamed.
 Fire balls they might have been. SO steady and silent were the animals who watched the procession, but the pat of stealthy feet, the crunch of broken twigs an occasional growI or ] cry told her what they were.
 It was well into the day when their party was met by a native coming from the opposite direction. Lucille l was attracted by the rapid converse lion he held with the chief, noticing 1 the perturbation which showed so strongly on the old mans face when he turned away and redoubled his pace It was well nigh impossible for i her to keep up now. Worn out by ex- posture and this tramp through the l Jungle there seemed times when she could not drag herself along, when the tfred muscles linked and refused to work
 k Then quite unexpectedly through wall Of vegetation the party emerged l Into great clearing upon which the | Eun beat ferceiy. A few old men squat l bed before the8openings to the hundred pr more huts that filled the open space set down here in the midst of the jun gle. Many children played about dress sd only in the garments of their birth From hut many times the size of any other and set at the extreme head Df the clearing facing down the double row as would an officer scan his files Df men came droning sound, the low pitched wafling of many women's voices, never varying in it's dreary 1 monotone. A terrible sound 1t was 1 sorrowfuI, dirgeffke. Instinctively Lu- cille lifted her eyes to those of the chief, her finger tips brushing against bis bare forearm sympathetfcally. A swift gleann crossed his stern face. At a few sharp words the party dis banded. disappearing in the huts. Come with me. 7 said the chief. And although she did not understand the I words, she followed his swift stride bward the great hut from which the sDund came.
 The, interior of the hut was crowded sl with women. the atmosphere so close as to fairly drive her back toward the tiny door through which she had en- tered. And to the ears Of the girl, dominating the dirgelike wall, came a simple note the crying of child. l 1mpuIsively she brushed through the rushes where the patient lay. Even with the cancellation which her Illness, had caused, despite the blaze of deIir. H-1-, splotches of fever in the cheeks. Lu. cilIe would have known the girl fo1 the daughter of the old man.
 By signs she made 1t clear to the old man that the hut must be cleared be fore anything could be done to assist his daughter. Gradually it dawned upon her that the crowding of the hut was custom of his people, which re Quired vast faith to go against. She watched him eagerly, her very heart crying out for the sick child, whose last chance for recovery was beins stolen by this crowd of women using up all the oxygen in the room when il was the most necessary thing for hel recovery
 The chief made his decision quickly He overruled the wOmen's protests ana drove them from the hut, leaving tht opening wide.
 Lucille opened her mouth, laying be- throat with the intoxicating air tha drove out the odors the congestion haC left behind Then she turned her at tention to the child.
 Day and night Lucille administered to the girl now encouraged at a dimi
 mutton of the fever, now downcast a
 dfscouraging symptoms. All she hat to work with were the natural weapon:
 which nature leaves to the hands O
 the sensible nurse. Where. the patfen
 had been fed meat Lucille made
 broth; where witch doctors had stimu
 lated a weakened heart and system
 she Soothed- And so much depende,
 upon the little brown girl If she re
 covered then Lucille knew she woul,
 have made no mean friend in the grin
 chief who called daily to watch hi
 daughter for few moments, theI
 without word, would disappear. An
 friends meant so much to her now. l
 was such task she had laid out fo
 herself, the way was so stormy an
 beset with thorns. -But she could nc
 lose. She must get back to Manila an
 clear her sweetheart of the charg
 against him.
 (To Be Continued,
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