The Monticellonian. [volume] (Monticello, Ark.) 1870-1920, 1919-09-19
'mg-hearted mans door. He owed his

'ng-hearted mans door. He owed his
life TO MacKnight.
It's no use, MaeKnight," he an
swered. I've got to 90"
"It'H be that black devil IN Singa-
pore - CALCULATED the trader. screw
ing up his wizened face and pulling
viciously at his beard. You'll no play
the fool. Walien. It's not fit you are
to 90. Listen to me, mon its mat
ter o twenty miles across the island,
as ye know well, and no conveyance.
ye mind. And its no regular trader
that's called. for none is due-shell
have put in for water or the like, aud
will be sailing again at daybreak."
Il can make il by dayhreak. Mac
Knight" Wallen stated quietly.
For a moment MacKnight stared at
Nalien, then his hands dropped from
Wallen's shoulders.
Well 90, and be damned TO you,
then" he said gruffly. deep down IN
his throat to hide his emetion-and,
turning. stepped abruptly outside
There were not many preparations
10 make-very few
Wallen's worldly possessions were
his only through the generosity Of the
trader. But MacKnight did not stop
at that now, for, five minutes later
as Nallen started for the nights
tramp across the island a Malay
guide well loaded with supplies. start
ed with him, while MacKnieht cursed
with earnest profanity as they wrung
each others hand.
At the edge Of the clearing Wallen
looked back. On the great bearded
figure thar leaned against the door
frame Of the solitary trading station
Wallen's eyes fingered
The man waved his hand and
shouted
Mon yen no forget MaeKnight o
Arru Yell no forget MacKnight,
mon :"
And then suddenly a mist dimmed
Wallen's eyes. He tried To shout
haek-and could only wave his own
hand in return. And then the trees
nv lIlt lldtitI ITblll view.
Forget MaeKnight. The man who
had nursed him back TO life as
mother would nurse her child. For
get that solitary human outpost Of
civilization-a man with an iron fist,
a harbed-Wire tongue and a heart as
tender a woman's! No; he would
Lot forget MacKnight.
lie forced a smile To his lips. One
made strange friendships in these far
parts Of the world and made them
under strange circumstances. The
chances were Il thousand to one thai
he and MacKnight would never meet
again-but, fer all that. II was
friendship that would last
Twenty miles across the island be-
fore dasbreak
Wallen fell 20 wondering what sort
of ship and. more pertinent still.
what sort Of Il skipper vas on the ship
that had put into Pohi. He had re-
fused Macknight's offer of an advance
of money. and he hadn't penny-but
he was satisfied that he would not he
refused passage IN any case. lie could
work his way.
\ white man who knew his business
was worth his weight in gold on Il shiF
any time III these parts Il was tf.u
he wasn't any too fl yet but he was
fit enough for that. fl eneush-a duh
flush came into his face, and his eyes
harden.d-fit enough 10 ct - Singa-
pore somehow.
lie had not forgotten that ehaSt
afternoon in the reeE Of the pest ship.
nor the Ghinaman who had died in his
arms whispering Of Drink-House Sam
Of Singapore Forget He had thought
of nothing else all these weeks. rayed
of II in his delifium 50 Macknight
had told him.
There was one thing dominant in
his life not-Drink- House sam OF
Singapore, the man who had tried So
mysteriously To take his life. 10 stab
at him treaeherously. without warning.
out Of the dark
Singapore Singapore IT was
never out Of his mind now. To get
there, to force the truth, the motive,
the reason, the story behind all this
from the human spider that lurked In
his web, and then-his fists clenched
fiercely-and then settle with the man
himself
And that was why he must get TO
Pobi before daybreak. before this
steamer sailed.