The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1920-02-05

forgive him." said Msungo, sitting
down and proceeding to open the tin
and lay out Andrea's lunch for her.
The eIePhant-especlally dead one
holds a place in the native cosmos
that no white man has ever quite sue
cecded in grusplng. All those boys'
are quite mad. I've seen one sever
his thumb from his body when he was
like that and -ne1S' notice 1t I'll he
reeIed from loss Of blood"
Andrea slhvercd but Nsungo I'D
not notice 1t. '"They bc!;eve." he con-
tlnued, "that the meat uf elephant Is a
compound Of the Gcsh of all animals
and that by eating II they acquire all
the leading attributes--the courage OF
the lion. the slyness of the jackaI. the
gorging capacity OF the SNAKE, the
eyeslght OF the hawk by day and Of
t..e felines by night, the industry OF
the ant and the homing instinct Of
the bee. You see the line? Its end
100, anu just DSSduse they nave
more than a smattering of the quail
ties they SEX. the superstition will
never die"
He stopped to give Andrea a drink
of water and 70 feed her Inst sand
wich. And that isn't the only thing
that never dies" he went on, his
eyes narrowing to peculiar look she
had never seen in them before such
a look as one is apt TO connect only
with mystics. fanatics, ardent believ-
ers. and thoroughly out OF keeping
with the conception of the White
Man she had builded for herself.
why. Invite MANI she cried,
what do you mean? What's come
over your"
He looked away and then back a,
her. -"Well," he said, quizzical
CLEAN creeping into his eyes, "wha's
afraid. WHY houldnt 1 tell onee
more thing mats been written a
hundred times by greater adopts than
I and never believed? It's this, An
drea Pellor. Don't set yourself too
high above the natice and his worship
OF the greatest OF beasts, for he
knows what you can't even believe,
and that Is that elephants are killed.
they never die. In all the centuries
that blacks, Arabs and whites have
padded the myriad trails Of Africa,
no man has ever seen or heard of an
elephant dying from old age or any
other natural cause"
His eyes hardened on her face You
See" he whispered You can't be-
lieve it. Elephants never die
Loading the ..arch home over the
back trail, Msungo set a pace that kept
Marguerite NJ II jogging trot. Andrea
protested but To no avail. M'sungo,
comfortably smoking pipe after pipe, |
had Withdrawn into one of those male !
Ravens Of the mind that remains mar |
velously untr0ubled by the tongues Ut !
WOMEN Au,rca sulkpd
When they arrived at the river, !
there being but three natives In their a.,
reduced following, Msungo promptly |
took his place as one of the four pail. |
bearers TO Marguerite. There was
something about being carried even In
part by white msn that seemed to |
sppeal to the old rogue's sense OF hui !
NOR. He threw up his barrel.long head
and prayed AN accompaniment to his !
triumphal progress into the scow, No |
sooner was he deposited than M'sungo
seized his tail aud bore down on II
with all his weight. The music sud-
denly ceased.
But Andrea's clear laughter still
rang out. oh" she cried when she
could speak, che ~ clever. | didn't
realize how ridiculous you were until
he laughed I" She let herself 10
again MSungo glarcd nj her.
"And you were brutal" she contln-
ued. You pulled his tail"
81 pulled his tail to make him shut
up" said Msungo. az wish" he
paused.
"Sny It," cried Andrea. 'You wish
you could make me shut up. Wei, YOU
can't. I'm going to laugh all | like.
Listen"
she opened Wide her mouth for
stage "llal lln lIu!' hut it never got
Dit, M'sungo threw his arms around
her and Snntrhed her To him. His lips
came closer and closer 10 hers. In his
eyes was an cXuspcratcd twinkle.
please don't he begged.
Andrea glanced down her nose ut
his lips. saw that they had halted In
their advance on hers and decided to
free from his embrace. why
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