The evening world., 1915-01-06

the Jest pieces Of meat had been
handed around, and Blake sprans up
to resume work,
+; "Mr. Blake" she called. in . low
tone; "one moment, please. Would
II save much bother II q door was
made. and you and Mr.. Winthfops
should sleep inside7"
Wen see about that later" replied
Blake, carelessly.
The girl bit her lip, and tears started
TO her eyes. Even Winthrops had
started off without expressing his ap.
preciatton. Yet he at least should
have realised how much IL had cost
her to make such an offer.
BY evening she had her -cave--
house, she preferred to name Il to
herself - In q habitabie condition.
When the purifying fire had burnt
Itself out, leaving the place free from
all iodors other than the wholesome
smell OF wood smoke, she had asked
Blake how she could rake out the
ashes. His advice was to wet them
down where they lay.
This was easier said than donA.
Fortunately the spring was only q
few yards distant, and after many
trips, with her palm-lcaf hat for bowl.
the girl carried enough water 10
sprinkle all the powdery ashes. Over
them she strewed the leaves and
grass which she had sathered vhile
the fire was burning. Tho driest of
the grass, arranged in a far corner.
promised q more comfortable bed
than had been her lot for the last
three nights.
During this work she had been
careful not to forget the fre at the
tree. Yet when. near sundown. she
called the others to the third meal OF
leopard meat, Blake grumbled at the
tree for being what he termed such 9
confounded tough proposition.
here, Win" he added. "We'N keep
this fire going till the blamed thins
topples over. II It takes . year."
"Oh, but you surely will not STAY
SO FAR from the baobab to-nightih
exclaimed Miss Leslie.
Hold hard!" soothed Blake
"You've no license to get the Jumps
yet a while. Well have another Are
by the baobab. So you needn't
A few minutes later they wen,
back to the baobab, and Winthrope
began helping Miss Leslie to CON
struct a bamboo screen in the mar
row entrance Of the tree cave, while
Blake built the second fire.
As Winthrope was unable to tel
time by the stars. Blake took the flrs,
watch. At sunset, following the en-.
gineer's advice. Winthrope lay down
with his feet to the small watchfirs
and was asleep before twilight had
deepened into night. Tagged out By
the mental and bodily stress of the
seemed to him he had hardly los
consciousness when he was reused b,
q rough hand on his forehead.
what is TT" he mumbled.
"'Bout o'clock" said Blake. "Wakt
up! ran overtime. cause the morn
ing watch 10 the toughest. But l oan'
keep wake any longer"
II say. this 10 a beastly bore" 10
marked Winthrope, sitting up.
"Um-m," grunted Blake. who wa
already on his back.
Winthrope rubbed his eyes. ros'
wearily and drew a blazing stick from
the fire. With this upraised torch h,
peered around into the darkness ant
advanced toward the spring.
When. having satisfied his thirst, h,
returned somewhat hurriedly to tn,
fire. he was startled by the sight Of ,
pale face gazing at him from between
the leaves Of the bamboo screen.
MY dear Miss Genevieve. what Il
the matter?" he exclaimed.
Hush! Is he asleepf"
Like a top"
Thank Heavepi . Good
night"
Good -night-er-I say. Miss Gene
vieve"-
But the girl disappeared and Win
thrope, after a glance at Blake's placit
face, hurried along the cleft to stacl
the other fire. When he returned h,
noticed two bamboo rods which Blak,
had begun to shape into bow slaves
He looked them over. with a sneer a
Blake's seemingly unskilful workman
ship: but he made no attempt to fnisl
the bows.