Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-07-03
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ple she slipped on her
ened the door andgpul ~: ~ ssESds
were You calling Mg daen,ty.
NO. ~ same n "BreAkfaastg
man ~ .ns = snntes:baths when yous
IN twsn He turned to
come Irnun Of his captains.
deIs - was instantly thrinedStoS tnS
z ~adventure. She called Il s!Inn--a
In ~ = bring her washstand A-sMl
tar and rubbed one bare Ioot asAal!ss
ne other in impatience untn .yssx
out Of the way; then sne 49, VI
feyerishly and ran 49, E.,nt ~
| hoy bent on a first sprinss ~. -,
early apples. :sf.-..t
tsn,t it9", she added, rubbing ner
na M'sunee nodded and turned to l9cks
~ euar Gust the same" he sa1dRs
nc a,,,i wear a pith helmet tnsteA9
that sex-appeal woolly thing.
VI ua sent Bathtub to fetch. one from
| his hut. In ten minutes they nae
hreakfasted; in five more they Were
I, off a long line of blacks preceoe0
them. behind came M'sungo's 1un-s
bearer. water-bOys, 80
rier or two, and an ancient ootAey
half hidden under an enQrlhous ~ s
boy saddle. So.
kevi" remarked Andrea. y
he for?" ....aw
answered M'sungo.
Really! For me?1 said Andrea
nd glanced back with increased in-3
terest at the long Roman-nosed face
that seemed to be bordering eternal
" over the indignity Of Vastly ears
whats his name?"
M'sungo threw back his e ana
laughed softly. Why, ne said,
never thought I'd have to tell any
| one when I named him. We call him
Marguerite.
AS though he had heard and de-
| plored the adding of insult to gener-
atoms of injury, the donkey stopped
in his tracks and brayed. Above
the iraucous cry sounded the peal OF
EAndrea's silver laughter. "Oh!" She
gasped, isn't he clever. And why
on earth did you call him Marguer-
lite 2"
II named him after a friend OF
of mine"
"Was she as ugly, as all that?"
ooh, no. She's about the pretttest
woman I ever knew but she vas just
like him inside. Try to head him or
some time"
'"The best way to head. off a wom-
an" unused Andrea, sis tomarryher."
That's So" agreed M,sungo
promptly, but friendship has limits"
They were necessarily w~alkingSEtn
single file on the narrow path and
Andrea was behind him. She. looked
uuizztcally at his back and wished
she could see his face instead. But
her attention was soon drawn to 9th
err things. They had come to the
! fringe of the forest. With curves
and undulations it stretched as far
as the eye. could see. Spaced from
two to three hundred yards apart
of the trees were mysterious piles Of
something or other that shone straw
gold under the morning sun.
At the first of the heaps M'singo
stopped. "fhis," he, said, kickingat
the silky coils, rs the greatest sub
, stitute for hemp and sisal that the
world, has yet produced. The war
has made it worth-well, not quite
its weight in gold, unless you meas
ure it by Sheer profits on the cost
of production. 1t is nothing but the
bark Of the tenlba trees which make
up the bulk of all the forests Sin this
region, prepared by hand on a proc
ess OF my own"
Andrea looked at the endless piles
of fiber, tons and lions of it, stretch
ing away like the posts in a prairie
fence. And you say this Is a se-
Continued III Monday
Evenings Herald.
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