The Mena weekly star., 1920-01-29
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 fContinued from previous issue.)

Yells of delight resounded rom avery black man in sight with excep- fiDn of poor Bathtub, who had re- sained his double hand-hold only after having been jerlxed from his feet, and now dangled along like the proverbial Village tin can on the trail of a ter rIfled dog.
 Above the din came to Andreas very &usy brain shout that stood out like sudden scream II long nightmare. Marry him or jump off :" Before she could grasp the deadly import of those words she was hanging like a half closed jacknife over limb of the tree watching Marguerite browse as though nothing had happened. his tail still tightly grasped by now grinning Batl .ub.
 Ten minutes later the procession was under way again in the order More entioned with the variation fhat reins of the bridle were knot ted t. the back of M'sungos belt. An Urea, too dazed to protest, pondered eyer this indignity, but when she final iy found her voice she decided to use ~ Tor another purpose.
 'I think 1t was horrid of the blacks fo yell the way they did" she re- marked with suspicious meekness. Dont you?"
 MsuDgo seemed relieved. q certain " do." he answered promptly. But you'll have to accustom yourself to the fact that obolo Is the basic consldera- tion between the black man and all women in the world
 What do you mean?" asked An- drea, mystifed. What's obolo?"
 Tn this country" explained Msun- go 'obolo Is the market price for Nomen. The best native authorities, However, contend that obolo is not Purchase price but the remuneration to the father for the board, training and general keep of his daughter up 10 the time of her marriage, and they base their argument on the fact that while women are property they are not chattel, title being rontransfer. able."
 Gan damaged goods be ex- changed?" inquired Andrea Jelly.
 Certainly" he answered. absorbed ! in his topic. Exchanged where khere's another daughter eva.lable; where there isn't, money Is refunded by order of the courts. But what | was driving at is that in spite of the conteution mentioned above, wherever D woman is concerned black can Dever get it out of his head that she gan be replaced at the regular market price. Now you've got the kernel of bis whole attitude toward women"
 "So if it had been you they wouldn't have laughed and yelled
 'In this case, yes" he said "They most certainly would. because they had no direct responsibility. But where responsibility attaches the rule for r1en is q life for life, and it's can brain woman if he feels like 1t and get away with the identical obolo her husband paid for her"
 You seem to be great admirer of the native social system,v said Andrea quietly.
 T am," answered M'sungo. "For natIves of course"
 Are you sure you're not bit tairt- ed with t for yourself3"
 "Sure,' he answered promptly. That's part of the secret of my grip on every country I've shot over. I'm aloof. I've never turned my back on the White Mans God. Circular A is not for me"
 What's Circular AT'
 He hesitated "Circular A." he said Finally, ''is the regulation that governs the relations between British officials under the colonial office and the wom- en of the tribes they govern" VI Tim British, said Andrea, after a pause, land blush for the necessity"
 You are prompt. like most of us." said Msungo. "to sit in judgment Le fore any force of nature that you've never felt Poor devils of clean-bred # youngsters Take one that l knew. Three weeks training under his prede- q cessor, crazy to leave; hundred thousand natives under his sole rule; one, perhaps two, bearded white faces year. The long long days after the sportsman has been swallowed by the pot-hunter. when game becomes just meat! And then. the fatal hour at. dusk when a passing native girl--any girl-looks to him like some woman at home He marries, not by canonicals perhaps, but by the common law of the land. and the people at home shout cruelty him. but in the erd It's God alone that will judge his agony and measure the price" He stopped speaking and for long time they travelled in silence. The sun was sinking fast-so fast that 1t seemed to be dropping by jerks, like the loose hand of grandfather's clock.
 "There is no twilight in the tropics" 5 said M'sungo, ''by the deliberate judg- ment of God who knows the capacity of the chart of man and would not have it burst"
 T can feel what you mean" an- swered Andrea. "even though you haven't really said it in words. The heart can hold just so much beauty and no more; and even now, mine is aching f's