The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1920-02-19

get In one more nasty bit of c~leverness
before-before l died"
"Oh. no." protested M'sungo. "Go
easy, now. Why, Marguerite has done
that dozens of times. He knows ex-
actly how to slice Off his rider. And
besides, he always stops"
but what IL he hadn't-what X he
hadr' continued Andrea holly. ''Oh,
you know what / mean. What IL he
had killed me?"
"But he wouldn't" insisted the man
weakly. "He wouldn't think of it."
Andrea pounded the horn Of her sad
die. Observation-Disclosures"
M'sungo suddenly whirled, thereby
winding the quiescent neck of Mar
guerlte around his waist. He caught
Andrea by both arms and fixed her
startled eyes with the blaze Of his
own. "You will have it," he said,
shaking her lightly. "your d per-
sonal element Well. I'll give It to you.
IL he'd hurt so much as a hair Of your
head I'd have shot him and then my
self and left word with you to bury us
both In the same grave"
She flushed and looked away. When
her eyes came back to his set face
there were three kinds OF sparkling
w~ickedness in them-tenderness, the
forked tongue Of a serpent, and a two
edged knife. She chose the knife.
white Man." she said, shat would
have been adorable at the price-sim-
ply adorablei
The weeks that followed were the
remaking of Andrea physically. Each
day she walked more and felt 1t less.
From head to toes her body was with
out blemish and In her eyes, her
cheeks and In the spring OF her light
step. sheer health few it's rejoicing
banner. Day by day abe followed
M'sungo farther afield. took more Of
an interest In what he was doing be-
cause she understood II better and
learned to wait before she sat In judy
ment on his actions. often surprising,
always swift and assured. She even
hardened herself to accompanying him
on his hunts for meat for the camp
pot and there was nothing that he did
that gave her a deeper insight into his
composition than this same butcher
ing.
He made no secret Of his distaste
for the job and never an apology. Hav-
ing a disagreeaDle task on his hands
he faced il squarely and going out to
kill, laid his plans. held TO them with
answering concentration and killed
with a dispatch that was biood-cu
ding but admirable.
1t was during the return from one
OF these expeditions that he expound-
| ed his definition of iustifable plumber.
With his memory raw, as is the whole
worlds, from contact with the long
heralded Superman come to life to ex-
pose In the flesh the brutalizing doc
trine OF thine Is mine IL l can take
It." he found himself on treacherous
ground and his words picked their
way slowly as though bent on avoid
ing all misunderstanding.
at is the truth" he said thought
fully. shat the spirit of man advances
only by plumber and the corollary 10
that Is the fact that the plundered
world Is always the more fruitful. but
the objectionable sin as far as peoples
are concerned Is the failure to define
robbery under arms from productive
plumber. and you can almost say the
same thing OF individual relationship"
He glanced at her and something Of
his earnestness passed to her with he
look. "Go on" she said kindly.
"Can you believe me-" he continued,
when / tell you that no n was more
surprised than the Superman himself
when he assumed flesh after his long
preparation and awoke to find himself
n Vandai-a Frankenstein7 The theory
was perfect-all that was lacking
were the things OF the spirit. the
breath Of life without which any anil
mated creation becomes automatically
q monster.
"And yet the ~collectivs spirit Of man
advances only by plumber. You can
e II In my W country, yesterday.
in Africa today and IT will come in the
ether Americas tomorrow. The great
est thing ever said by Salisbury. a
rock among men. was that ruins are
not evidence OF occupation and that
packed epigram brings Us fnee to face
with danger az the fork OF the F0ad
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