The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-09-30

the .krcaL And there he gathered
that the uprising was to take place
within forty-eight hours, -. ~
The natives planned to rush the lit
tie settlement, twelve miles away, at
dawn. It would be one Of those mas
sacres so familiar to African history.
A rush of men, the welding Of the
terrible stabbing spear-and Grey
would be thing Of the past. Swift
death for the mentor the women .
worse fate
Dawson knew all this through
confidant, and his heart, hot within
him, approved II Grey were oblit-
Grated. and its three hundred souls
sent into eternity, there would be no
more sneering faces to greet him
when he walked into the town. And
the woman who wouldn't pass him,
wouldn't even walk under the same
sun with him-he pictured her In the
power Of the savage warriors.
He had become so embittered that
his mind was twisted, and he saw all
this in the light of the natives. He
Justified It. On the night before the
massacre was scheduled to occur he
lay down in his kraal. He knew that
the natives were suspicious Of him.
, were watching him. He would show
them how ungrounded their suspicious
were.
He slept, and awakened suddenly to-
ward morning. In his sleep q saner
vision had come to him. He saw
things in different prospective. now.
himself in all his baseness, and Lady
Sibyl prey to the savages.
Outside his hut party Of young
men were keeping watch, armed with
spears.
The night was very dark. Dawson
crawled noiselessly from where he lay
and wriggled out Of the hut door. He
had to pass within a dozen feet Of
the camp fire. But he was skilled in
native craft.
| Listen, brother!" said one of the
young men by the fire. What is that
sound?"
"A snake answered the other.
fiinging his spear in that direction.
Once beyond the range Of hearing.
Dawson rose to his feet and ran noise.
lessly along the trail which led to-
ward Grey. He knew that within .
very few moments his absence would
be discovered; but he must carry out
his purpose now. He ran. hiding
against the light Of the rising moon.
q shadow among the shadows Of the
trees.
At the place where the trail Joined
the high road he came suddenly upon
native picket. The two men were
standing together, whispering Daw.
son leaped at them and bore them to
the ground. He ran. He heard two
spears whiz past his head and the
hoarse cries Of the savages to their
compatriots. But Dawson had been .
famous Splinter in his college days
and now, unframed though he was. the
old instinct awoke in him. He out
distanced the picket.
He heard the hollow sound Of tap.
ping as he ran on, and knew that the
natives were sounding hollow trees
to warn those In front of him. He ran
with pumping lungs and bursting
heart, until he saw Grey. . shadow on
the horizon against the misty dawn.
Two miles-and the attack might
begin at any moment now. He quick.
ened his speed. A group Of armed
warriors burst out from among the
trees. They flung their spears. but
missed him. He was almost invisible
among the reeds Of the dried river
bed; and he ran. He heard their steps
die in the distance And Grey wa
still safe.
A mile, and It was growing light
The savages must be around the
town. waiting for the signal to close
He stopped. A cluster of shadows
against the sky resolved itself into one
wing of the savage army. drawn up in
battle array.
He knew that they would wait sew.
eral minutes while the witch-doctor
gave them medicine" to make them
invulnerable against bullets. He
worked his way round among the
reeds. He had got fifty yards in front
Of them before he heard the rustlins
Of their shields; and he knew that
Grey had still ten minutes Of grace.
He was In Grey now. He passed like
q shadow between the outlying houses
running along the highway until he
reached the administrators house.
next to the police camp. He beat q
loud tattoo upon the doors.
Turn OUT" he screamed. Turn
out all men! The natives are attack
ing Grey!"
It needed but a moment before the
alarm took effect. The sentries. the
guard came running to the gates
Dawson shouted to them with all his
failing strength of voice, pointing
down the main road. They under
stood.
The soldiers and citizens swarmed
out Of their houses at the ringing OF
the alarm bell. Hastily dressed, they
had their rifles In readiness. Presently
Dawson began to hear the rattle Of the
distant Maxims, the shouts OF the
charging savages, the roar of battle.
Then. long after, he opened his
eyes A doctor was bending over him
mo chance" he read in his eyes.
Where did you get that spear
wound. Dawson?" asked the doctor