Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-04-03

cloth (Which, as you may see, is
designed for the purpose) and bind
yourself round like this. II you
don't, you will probably come to
pieces, and remain so for the rest
of your natural career"
THANK you" said Kettle, and fol-
lowed out the experts suggestion,
marveling the while It should have
been made. Probably to lull my
suspicious" he told himself prompt
ly, $50 that he can get the drop on
me, and put his ugly fingers once
more on the owner and the ladies'"
And he watched his blue-eyed fell
low-passenger with extreme narrow
ness.
The camels set the pace at a
steady three and half miles an
hour, uphill and down dale, no more,
no less. They swung on, remorse
less as destiny, and the cavalry es-
cort jingled in their wake. They
journeyed on throughout, the cool
night, taking far shorter route
than the circuitous one by which
Kettle had travelled; and when day
began to show in the higher layers
of the atmosphere, they were al
ready among the lower slopes of the
foothills.
81 don't know whether you are
asleep, sir" said the kaid.
I'm not"
"Then perhaps you are little dull
in your hearing. But there's pretty
heavy firing ahead of u.s."
len tho Cttrf
the beach and on those reefs?"
There is that as well. But there's
firing, all right You know I'm used
to picking up these sounds"
you're right: you've good ears.
suppose 1t means that your men are
attacking M steamboat. Well, Nc.
Todd will attend to them efficiently.
But, by James! l can't afford to
miss more of the scrap. Here you,
tell your drivers to hurry these
camels."
The saint called an order. "By
the way" he added. 81 don't know
II you still go on the simple prin-
ciple of disbelieving everythin-
say. But If you don't, l may men.
ton that the people who are kick
ing up a row ahead aren't my men
at all"
"Then who are they?"
"The same crew who've been wor.
rying you all along. They live on
the coast here. There are Moors
among them, and men from the Sus
tribes, and Arabs of the deserts to
the South, with few Twaracks
thrown in, and perhaps here and
there a Berber, who has been
chucked out of my place for misbe
havior. They're a mongrel lot, very
hard, and very savage, and very
dangerous, and Pm sure you'll learn
It with satisfaction-they'd just as
soon cut my throat as yours"
81 hear you say it."
The saint turned to face his per
secutor, and placed lean small
hand on the camers hump, which
throbbed and wavered between them
Look here, Captain Kettle, you've
hated me pretty tenderly since the
first moment of our meeting, and
I'm free to own I've detested you
quite as much. But for the time be-
ing l want to propose truce"
II don't see cause for it"
Man, hear sense. don't care
two straws whether you are killed in
the next half-hour, or whether yor
are not. Il don't care much If an
knocked Jn the head myself. But
for the women l do care. am
no, won't put it that way. We
both Of us are very fond of one o.
them, and the fate of women who
get into the hands of those bowling
devils down there is too awful t.
think about.
? with my escort to help we maj
l get through, though l admit it's ,
: thinnish chance. But If you insis
l on keeping me cooped up in thi'
r cubbyhole, the escort will begin t.
inquire directly why I'm here. Yo'
= see, being rather a dissatisfied per
d son, I've got reputation of beinl
Y in the thick Of 1t when there's
e skirmish going, and their curiosit.
f on the matter will be natura
g enough. When they do begin t.
n put in their questions, supos
k you'll shoot me out of hand, and pre-
e ceed to enjoy yourself among tn
g escort. Well, that would be all YER
interesting as side issue, but
It doesn't strike me as the best way O
j. looking after the ladies' interest"
k "Or Sir Georges" Kettle admitted
e "And he's my owner. BY James!
!, strikes me I've come very near nee
a. lecting duty"
:, 1t was a bitter pill to have
4. homo truth like this thrown agains
=, him by Sidi Bergash. But Captai
: Kettle always had an exact sense c
% fairness. He thought a moment, an
q then he held out a hand. 81 than
o you, Mr.. Bergash," he said simpl.
1t "for reminding me of what's m