Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1920-01-02

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Struck Him Across the Side Of the
Head With All Her Strength.
ward and struck him across the side
of the head with all her strength. He
lest his balance and fell. She heard
his body crashing from limb to limb
until it landed with terrific thud on
some platform far below. Up from the
depths came a liquid stream of curses
he could no longer below. he was
whining with the rage that means to
kill.
Andrea sank back and covered in
the corner of her howell. She was
through that last blow had drained
her of all energy and courage. she was
no longer conscious of desire to live.
Her head rang with incredible sounds.
Hallucination tortured her and even
brought to her longing ears the far
away hum of Trevor's airplane motor.
So vivid was her Imagination that the
hum grew louder and louder, as it
would have done in reality, and finally
attained staccato roar. She smiled
wistfully, her face illumined by all the
love of the White Man which she had
hidden under mask of flippancy but
which, now that hope was dead. pro-
claimed itself frankly and seemed to
be trying to rock her to comfort and
oblivion.
Suddenly terrific ripping crash
above her head tore through her numb
ed senses and brought her staggering
to her feet. The whole monster struc-
ture of the Gaia swayed and bent as
though it had been struck by lorna
do. Strong limbs creaked and cracked
with reports like pistol shots and
shower of leaves fell with a faint
click-clicking that could be distinctly
heard as if through the interstices of
the general and grosser commotion.
The roaring of the airplane that she
had thought an hallucination suddenly
ceased. Presently smoke, pearl-gray, !
began to seep through the thatch of I
the roof.
Andrea came fully to her senses and
called in a clear, high voice: I'm here,
White Man; I'm here, White Man"
She repeated the cry steadily at short
intervals until he shouted an answer.
Following the sound of his voice. her
eyes caught the CLEAN of his hunting
knife, hacking way through the
thatch and when, finally, his feet were
thrust through the opening, she seized
and guided them to foothold. In an
other second he was standing before
her. Even in the dim light she could
see that his face was blackened, his
eyebrows, eyelashes and mustache en-
tirely singed, his hair burnt off in
patches. "Oh! White Mani" she
gasped, throwing out both hands to-
ward him.
drop it," said Trevor shortly,
Which way to the ground?'
She showed him. He slid down the s
branch until he struck the first cleat, {
and waited there 10 catch her. Come 7
on, now" he said. ''In thirty seconds !
whoevers left in this hell-hole will be
baked"
FROM below them and outside the {
Gaia came the ululuing of thousand {
voices, overlain but not \
dominated by the believing of Mac a
1loster. issuing drunken and impossi- !
Die orders intermingled with horrible
md obscene oaths. AS Trevor and An
frea reached the platform at the main
Intersection of the trees branches the T
1all of smoke that had been following i
lose on their heels descended with a ]
swirl and enveloped them. He turned, il
'aught up her skirt and threw il over t
Ter head; then he seized her in his h
arms, buried his face against her I
'reast and staggered blindly down the
piral stairway.
In the van Of the smoke, almost as y
hough he We're being propelled by it, I
lie stumbled through the exit into the s
DOL air of night and glare that paled $
he face of the full moon He dropped / J
Andrea TO the ground. stepped over $
Ter and stood face to face with the