The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-04-14

had seen grazing there. .or his stom-
ach called aloud for flesh. Fruit and
bugs might be all right for children
and ape people; but a full-grown man
must have meat. warm and red and
dripping.
Closest to him as he emerged from
the jungle browsed a small herd OF
zebra. They were directly up-wind
and between him and them were
patches OF tall grass and clumps OF
trees scattered about the surface of
the plain.
M wondered at the strange beasts.
adniring their gaudy markings as he
came closer to them.
Upon the edge OF the herd near
est him plump stallion stood
switching his tail against the an
noying flies. occasionally raising hts
head from his feeding to search the
horizon for signs OF danger, smiling
the air for the telltale scent Of an
enemy. 1t was him that M selected
for his prey.
Stealthily the cave man crept
through the tall grass. scarce a blade
moving to the sinuous advance OF his
sleek body. Within fifty feet Of the
zebra M stopr ed. for the stallion
was giving evidence OF restlessness,
as though sensing intuitively the
near approach Of foe he could
neither see nor hear nor smell.
The man. still prone upon his belly,
drew his spear into the throwing
grasp. With the utmost caution he
wormed his legs beneath him. and
then. like lightning. and all with a
single movement. he leaped TO his
feet and cast the stone tipped weapon
at his quarry.
With a snort of terror the stallion
reared to plunge away, but the spear
had found the point behind his shoul-
der even as he saw the figure OF the
man rise from the tall grass. As the
balance Of the herd galloped madly
of. their leader pitched headlong to
the earth.
M ran forward with ready knife.
but the animal was dead before he
reached its side. The great spear had
passed through its heart and was
protruding upon the opposite side Of
tho body. The man removed tho
weapon. and with his knife cut sew
eral long strips Of meat from the
plump launches.
Ever and anon he raised his head
to scan the plain and jungle for owl
dences OF danger. smiling the breeze
Just as had the stallion he had killed.
His work was but partially COM
pleted when he caught tho scent Of
man yet long way off.
He knew that he could not be mis-
taken. yet never had he sensed SO
strange an odor.
There were men coming. he knew,
but Of the other odors that accom-
panied them he could make nothing.
for khaki and guns and sweaty sad
die blankets and tho odor OF tanned
leather were to NUS nostrils as would
Greek have been to his ears.
1t would be best. thought M, TO
retreat to the safety of the forest
until he could ascertain the number
and kind of beings that were ap-
preaching, and 10. taking but care
less advantage OF the handler shelter.
the cave man sauntered toward the
forest, for now he was not stalking
game. and never yet had he shown
fear in the presence of an enemy.
II their numbers were too great for
him to cope with single handed, he
would not show himself; but none
might ever say that they had seen
M, the son of NJ. run away from
danger.
In his hand still swung the head OF
90; and as the man leaped to the low
branches OF a tree at the Jungle
edge to spy upon the men he knew to
be advancing from the far side OF the
plain. he fell to wondering how he
was to find his way back to Nat-ul
that he might place the trophy at heI
J fset and clsim her - his mate.