St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1915-01-02

the white people departed. They had
caused enough damage by their ap
Dearance and It might be that it wal
Through their agency that the prom,
ontory was all but destroyed. The
flsh would be driven away for weeks
And what would the fierce gun run.
ners say when they found out that their
stores had gone up in flame and
smoke? Al, al! What would they do
but beat them and torture them for
permitting any one to enter the cave!
When these men come" answered
the chief. with dry smile. II will deal
with them. None Of us has entered
the cave. They know me for man Of
truth. Perhaps you are right" he add
ed to the mutineer. There could not
have been . treasure there and escape
the sharp eyes Of those Arabs. Go
back to your homes. These white peo-
pie shall be my guests till they have
rested and are ready to depart"
Reluctantly the men dispersed, and
from his hiding place Umballa saw an.
other Of his schemes fall into pieces.
There would be no fight, 1T least for
the present The men, indeed, had
hoped to come to actual warfare. but
they could not force war on their chief
without some good cause. After all,
the sooner the white people we're out
OF the way the better for all con.
cerned.
Did the leader Of this open mutiny
have Interior designs upon the treas
ure. upon the life Of Umballa? Per
haps. At any rate. events 80 shaped
themselves as to nullify whatever
plans he had formed in his gold.dazzled
brain.
The colonel was tractable and fell
In with Kathlyn's idea. It would have
been nothing short of foolhardiness to !
have openly antagonized the rebellious
men.
You have q plan. Kit, but what !,
|t1'
4 dare not tell you here. You are|
90 excited. But believe can lead
7ou to where Umballa has buried the
basket. feel that Umballa is watch.
ng every move we make. And dara
ny he hoped-and even instigated-
his mutiny to end in disaster for
de IL alone. So much we can 10.
lpon. But If we try to meet hir rely
, We shall lose. Patience r. 0 '
While. There. they are u . l't''e
hey are grumbling, but -eavlns w.
eve that means anyth,' =. .e ~ 10, :. %
hief. come to m. people" said the
,elcome there. ~ house. You are
ave thi. dav Nv and always. You
{ NV child ,aved my life and that
Inside tb, ! am grateful"
hid TOW, . hut Kathlyn drew the
pen tn, ard her and gently pressed
lucte tightly clutched fingers. She
Inr d the sovereign from the little
- palm and held it up. The child,s
her seized It. wonderingly.
Gold! They lied to me! knew
IT."
YES" said Bruce. They did ind
the treasure. They brought it here
and buried It quickly. And we believe
your little girl knows where. Question
her" -
It was not an easy matter. The child
vas naturally shy. and the presence OF
III these white-skinned people struck
her usually babbling tongue with
species Of paralysis. But her father
vas patient. and word by word the Sc
ret was dragged out Of her. She told
4 the stolen bullock cart, Of the dig
ling In the sand, Of the holy one.
In some manner they must lure I'm.
ALA from his retreat. It was finally
greed upon that they all return to the
amp and steal back at once in a
way. They would come |
umciently armed. Later, the chief |
ould pretend to be walking with hia
hid.
So while umballa stole forth from
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