The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-18
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 Suddenly a thought came to me and brought some little comfort to my heart I was not absolutely alone in the world Down at the bottom of the clfH and within call of me was waiting the faithful Zambo I went to the edge Of the plateau and looked over. Sure enough, he was squatting among his blankets beside his Ire in his little c&np Buf, to my arnazenent, q sec oiSd man was seated in front of him. For an instant my heart teapot for joy as thought that one of my com rades had made his way safely down. But second glance dispe1led the hope. The rising sun shone red upon the mans ekIn. Re wGs an Indian I shouted loudly and waved nay hand kercnief. Presently Zanbo looked up, waved his hand and turned to ascend che pinnacIs. eIn short time he was standing close to me and listening with deep distress to the story which told him.
 Devil got tbem for sure, Massa Ma lone said he You got into the devils country. sah, and lie take you all to himself Yoti take advice. Massa Ma lone. and come down quick, else he get you as weH
 How can come down. zannbog''
 Ton get creepers from trees l4assa Malone Throw them over here make fast to this stump, and So you have bridge
 ssEVe have thought of that. There are no creepers here which could bear us.''
 Send for ropes, Massa Malone.
 Who can send and where ?''
 Send to Indian villages, sab. Plenty hide rope in Indian village. Indian. down below; send him.
 who is hep
 Tone of our Indians: Other ones beat him and take away bis pay He come back to us. Ready now to take letter, bring ytAing.
 To take a letter. Why not Perhaps ne might bring help but in any case he would insure that our lives were not spent for nothing and that news of alI that we had won for science should reach our friends at home I had two completed letters already waiting. I would spend the day in wEttang a third, which would bring my experiences ab- eolukely ID to dnka. The Indian could bear this back to the world I oz1ared XambOg therefore, to como again In the evening. and spent my miserable and lonely day ia recording my owa adVan- tures of the night before also drew ur nctes to be given to any white merchant CT captain Of a steamboat whom the Indian could hzfds imJ 4orzng them to see that ropes were sent to uo since our lives must depend upon 4f Thase doeuments threw to Zambo in the evening, and also my purse, which contained three Engiish aover- nasz ssxa.n~s ..pxv,n t., Ys-s erarz1,. trs affa $ Indian, and he was prouised twice as much if ne returned with the roI,es.
 Just aH theGnn was setting upon Ehae melancholy night saw the lonely dg- une of the Indian upon the vast plain beneath me. anak I watched hiIn, our mne fmfnG hope Of @m1v at1on, until he 1iappsarsd in ehe xIaing nnists Of evening whiGhs la zzose tinted from the m5<ting aum between the faroR river and me. It was an Gwssoune thing to sleep n that '1ll fnted camp, and yet 1t was even more unaerving to do so in the jungle. One or the other it must be. Prudence, on the one hand, warned me that r @hould remain on guard, but axharsts6 nature, on the other, de- clared that shou1d do nothing of the kind climbed up on to a limb of the great gingko tree, but there was no secure perch on ats. grounded surface, and I should certainly have fallen or and broken my neck the moment I began to doze. got down, therefore, and pondered over what should do. Finally c10sed the door of the zareba, Tit three separate fires in triangle and, having eaten hearty supper, dropped o6 into profound sleep, from which had a strange and most well
 Skz--. - ing. just as day was breaking, a hand vas laad upcn my arm, and, starting up with a1l my nerves ina jingle and my hand feeling for a r1he,, I gave a cry of joy as in the cold gray light l s:sw Lord John ROxton kneeling be- side me.
 It was he, and yet it was not he had left l.<n calm in his bearing, cor rect in his person, prim fn his dress. Now he was pale and wild eyed, gasp Ing as he breathed like one who has run far and fast. His gaunt face was scratched and bloody. bis clothes were hanging in rags, and his hat was gone. I stared in amazement, but he gave me no chance for questions. He was grabbing at our stores all the time he spoke
 sQu1ck. young felIahi opicks'' he cried livery moment counts. Get the rifles, both of them. I have the other two. Now all the cartridges you can gather Eill up your pockets. Now come fDod. Half dozen tins will do That's all rights Don't wait to talk or think Get a move on or we are doneX
 Sti4 balf awake and unable to i'm agine what 1t all might mean. found myself hurrying madly after hin through the wood, a rifle under eacF arm and pile of various stores In my hanf7T. 9e dodgad fxt and ont throa1 zf