El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-10-09

One who had no veil over her face? Yes,
she had ridden to the north"
One dirty native woman had seen her
before the last going down Of the sun "She
spoke to me. She read from a book She
asked if I were the only wife Of my husband
and when I told her I was the fourth she
knelt and prayed The dirty native woman
spat upon the ground
John Morley's face was white as he listened.
That way?" he asked the nag. She nodded
toward the mountain peak she viii not 20
far" she exulted to the interpreter zone Of
our women, a princess. went 10 Europe and
got education. She came back with strange
notions like that She told US we should be
but the one wife Of one man One day she
was gone. No one has ever found her," tho
bag laughed
~She has not gone far" she repeated.
Morley and his little band dashed across the
stopped not for supper nor to rest, though the
men grumbled that they were tired. Some
thing strong. inexplics bic. compelling. drove
him At midnight, as he approached the
group Of boulders at the highest point in the
mountain. he understood what had impeIled
him. From the shelter Of the rocks came a
CRY OF anguish. A womans voice wailing In
the presence Of death.
Morley and his little band pushed on They
huge stones to the source OF the cries. A turn
of the largest boulder and they faced a scene
that chilled their blood. Two huge half-naked
headhunters had gripped the girl by the
shoulders and were urging her forward to a
tortuous death.
In the centre Of the space surrounded by the
wall Of boulders was a pit from which pro-
ceeded a sound as of the boiling over OF q
dozen tea kettles. Above its dark, round edge
protruded Shiny dark heads, Kissing from red
open mouths poison dripping from waiting
fangs. Into this Hadean depths the Moros
were about to plunge the beautiful missionary.
In the background sat native women with their
fat, brown children, watching the scene with
stold enjoyment
Morley, at danger OF a hideous death. flung
himself between the girl and the Kissing execu-
TONERS A blow from the butt end of his
pistol and one of the head-hunters was feued
senseiess. At his command one Of his men
eraspeo the other Iggorote. A third menaced
the women and children and stilled their sum-
mons to nelghbOring IggOrotes by a flourish OF
his revolver. Others patroued the bouldered
walls OF what had been so nearly a chamber OF
A shot into the snake pit and the reptiles
slipped back to its depths to inspect their
brothers remains
Myra Allen lay in crumpled heap. John
Morley leaned over her, his ear upon her heart,
TO assure himself that she was still alive
How the little band Of Canadians carried the
girl down the mountain path in the moonlight
now her escorts conveyed her to safety and
how, while she was recovering at the little hut
near the mosque, she abandoned all thought Of
converting the MahOmetans because John
Morley convinced her that il was her duty to
regeherate MS life, IS commonplace beside the
girls awful peril on that mountain TOD.
She Journeyed to Jolo with her rescuers. con-
1nued her journey to Manila under the
Of a deacOness. With the dea-
,oness as an impromptu matron the wedding
vas performed by young curate
In a villa out Of Toxic the bride is trying to
Danish memories of the tragedy OF the noun
am peak from which she was saved by her
bridegroom.