Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1919-09-05

every direction were well known to
him. No white man came within
hundred miles that word Of his CON-
ing did not reach Bwana long before
the stranger. His every move was re-
ported to the big Bwana-just what
animals ne killed and how many Of
each species, how he killed them, too,
for Bwana would not permit the use
of prussic acid or strychnine, and how
he treated his "boys."
But here was evidently one who had
slipped into the country unheralded.
Bwana could not imagine who the ap-
preaching horseman might be.
After the manner of frontier hospi-
tally the globe round, he met the new
conner at the gate, welcoming him even
before he had dismounted. He saw
tall, well-knit man of thirty or more,
blond of hair and smooth shaver.
There was u tantalizing familiarity
about him that convinced Bwana that
he should be able to call the visitor by
name, yet he was unable to do 80.
Bwana was wondering how q lone
white man could have made his way
through the savage, unacceptable miles
that lay toward the south. AS though
guessing what must be passing through
the others mind, the stranger vouch-
safed an explanation.
II came down from the north to do q
little trading and hunting" he said,
"and got way off the beaten track. My
head man, who was the only member
of the safari who had ever before been
in the country, took sick and died. We
could find no natives to guide us, and
SO simply swung back straight north
We have been living on the fruits OF
our guns for over a month.
Didn't have an Idea there was a
white man within thousand miles OF
us when we camped last night by 9
water hole at the edge Of the plain
This morning started out to hunt ant
saw the smoke from your chimney, Sc
l sent my gun bearer back to camI
with the good news and rode straight
over here myself. OF course I've heart
of you-everybody who comes into cen
trail Africa does-and I'd be might!
glad of permission to rest up and hun
around here for couple Of weeks"
Certainly" replied Bwana. MAX
yourself at home"
| They had reached the veranda now
and Bwana was introducing the stran
ger to Meriem and My Dear, who hat
just come from the bungalows interl
| or.
"This Is Mr.. Hanson" he said, usin
the name the man had given him. n
is trader who has lost his way In tn
jungle to the SOUTH"
My Dear and Meriem bowed thei
acknowledgements of the Introduction
The man seemed rather Ill at ease i
their presence. His host attributed TIL
to the fact that his guest was unaccu'
toned to the society Of cultured We
men, and so found a pretext to eXtr
cate him quickly from his seemihgl
unpleasant position and lead him ava
to his study and the brandy and sod
which were evidently much less en-
barrassing to Mr.. Hanson.
When the two had left them Meriel
turned toward My Dear.
at is odd she said, "but 1 coul
almost swear that l had known NJ
Hanson in the past. 1t Is odd, b'
quite impossible and she gave II
matter no further thought.
For three weeks Hanson had r
: manned. During this time he said tn
his boys were resting and gainir
strength after their terrible ordeals
the untracked jungles to the south, b.
he had not been as idle as he appear'
to have been. He divided his sma
following into two parts, intrustil
the leadership of each to men who
he believed he could trust.
One party he moved very slow
northward along the trail that eonnec
with the great caravan routes enterll
the Sahara from the south. The otn
he ordered straight westward with
ders to halt and 60 into permane
camp just beyond the great river whi
marks the natural boundary OF I
country that the big Bwana rightfu
considers almost his own.
To his host he explained that he W
moving his safari slowly toward
north-he said nothing of the pal
10 moving westward. Then one day
announced that half his boys had
IA serted, for a hunting party from
~ bungalow had come across his nor
erly camp, and he feared that IN
n might have noticed the reduced nu
"a beers Of his following.
And thus matters stood when G
4. hot night Meriem, unable to sleep, X
bt and wandered out into the garden. !
"a Hon. Morrison had been urging his
once more that evening, and the gil
=. mind was In such a turmoil that
~ had been unable to sleep.