The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-19

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 ferent things to think of, for an active l drama was in progress. Two of the 1 ape men had seized one of the Indians
 out of the group and dragged him for Is ward to tho edge of the cliff. The king raised his hand as a signal. They 1 caught the man by his leg and arm and l swung him three times backward and l forward with tremendous violence. l Then with frightful heave they shot | the poor wretch over the precipice. With such force did they throw him l that he curved high in the air before l beginning to drop. tAs he vanished
 from sight the whole assembly, except
 the guards, rushed forward to the edge of the precipfce, and there was a long pause of absolute silence, broken by mad yell of delight. They sprang about, tossing their long hairy irms in the air and bowling with exuIa ion. Then they fell back from the edge, formed themselves again into line and waited for the next victim.
 This time 1t was SummerIee. Tv-s of his guards caught him by the wrists and pulled him brutally to the front. His thin figure and long limbs strug- gled and huttered like a chicken being dragged from a coop. Challenger had turned to the king and waved his hands franticalIy before him. He was beg ging, pleading, imploring for his com rade's life. The ape man pushed him roughly aside and shook his head. It was the last conscious movement he was to make upon earth. Lord Johns rife cracked, and the king sank down, tangled red sprawling thing, upon the ground.
 Shoot into the thick of themi Shoot, sonny, shootr' cried my companion.
 There are strange red depths in the soul of the most commonplace man. am tender hearted by nature and have found my eyes moist many time over the scream of a wounded hare. Yet the blood lust was on me now. Fl found myself on my feet emptying one magazine, then the other, clicking open the breech to reload, snapping it to again, while cheering and yelling with pure ferocity and joy of slaughter as I did so.
 With Our four good guns the two of us made a horrible havoc. Both the guards who held Summerlee were down, and he was staggering about like drunken man in his amazement, unable to realize that he was free man. The dense mob of ape men ran about in bewiIderment, marveling whence this storm of death was com ing or what it might mean. They waved, gesticulated screamed and trip ped up over those who had fallen. Then, with aSsudden impulse, they all rushed in a bowling crowd to the trees for shelter. leaving the ground behind them spotted with their stricken com rades.
 All the prisoners were left for the r1nToanf afanf7i1<r a1oro in flo middle of the clearing.
 Chauenger's quick brain had grasped the situation. He seized the bewfI- dered Summerlee by the arm, and they both ran toward us. Two of their guards bounded after them and fell to two bullets from Lord John. We ran forward into the open to meet our friends and pressed loaded rifle into the hands of each But Sunamerlee was at the end of his strength He could hardly totter Already the ape men were recovering from their panic. They were coming through the brush wood and threatening to cut us off Challenger and ran Summerlee along. one at each of his elbows, while Lord John covered our retreat, firing again and again as savage heads snarled at us out of the bushes. For a mile or more the chattering brutes were at our very heels. Then the pursuit slack ened, for they learned our power and would no longer face that unerring rife.
 When we had at last reached the camp we looked back and found our selves alone.
 Tn less than half an hour we had reached our brushvood retreat and concealed ourselves. All day we heard the excited calling of the ape men in the direction of our old camp, but none of them came our way, and the tired fugitives, red and white. had a long, deep sleep.
 We had imagined that our pursuers, the ape men. knew nothing of our brusf1wood hiding place, but we were soon to find out our mistake. There was no sound in the woods-not leaf moved upon the trees and all was peace around us-but I've should have been warned by our first experience how cunningly and how patient these creatures can watch and wait until their chance comes. Whatever fate may be mine through life, I am very sure that shall never be nearer. death than I was thnt morning. I missed one of the Indians who had had fled with us and asked where he was.
 ssHe has gone to fetch some water" said Lord Roxton. I've fitted him up with an empty beef tin, and he is off.''
 .sTo the old camp7" I asked
 s'No, to the brook It's among the trees there. It can't be more than a couple of hundred yards But the beg gar is certainly taking his time"
 +sT11 go and look after him. said I, picked up nay rd1aand strol1ed in the direction of fhe Brook. leaving my