The Mena weekly star., 1920-03-11
WHITE M A N
By George AgneW Chamberlain
Author of Home" "Through Stained Gum" John Bogardus.' etc.

5IIe arose, put on her slippers and { bafhrobe, walked deliberately to do0r. grasped the bar with two rnblinR hands and threw 1t up with her strength. The clang of the far ax gong rang out above the din of droning rain. Following 1t instant. came the thud of a falling chair. e door. released, swung slowly open 'h q 1ong-drawn creak of unoiled x<z. Andrea was suddenly fright 3ouning through the covered way could hear the swift crush of hur- nf atepH. Msungo. fully dressed, ,i into she center of her room and ir1nd fn his hands. held at the hsp' E6r on trigger, was a yillainous et]-olT Shotgun. Only his long train. 10 look twice before he fired saved fjfea when his eyes brought him the rflfn2 fpnviction that besides him. f-shf Nas tue only other living thing the fo0fD. She stared at him. vide ' and Trembling She saw his fig keYe6 fo one sort of combat. relax 10 grow slowly tense again. He I3ed. hid the shotgun aside and >e foWard her with swift sure ies For an instant lis eyes tered but as he drew nearer they sdied to transflx and hold her ned akainst the wall.
 he feIt herself struggling as against unItist accusation. Under her nblIns hands, her heart beat with 1t irregular throbs. A lump rose Ter throat and it seemed as though rust strangle her if she did not let uf- n her desperation she hurled seIf f0f#ard, threw her arms about aneo's neck, pressed her face Inet him and sobbed.
 0h, White Man" she gasped, q 70 lonely-I am so lonely"
 ha eIaArace of a woman is one
 theF Fclinging of a child quite an- x- The sternness in Msungo's eyes alqdenly |; the hard look in his faded. vanished and gave place to Qf GrHat tenderness. He gathered req up in his arms and carried quickly through the covered way. told himself there was every req 10 hasten, for he could feel her XHfm body, shaken with soDs, ppfng Itself round hls heart and hInx ft beyond repair. He laid her !.> ss :::.s:=s:<:ssss in his room, made nest fiieF in the many belts with which a4 covered, pillowed her head in a Ile Of furs and drew over her a ny 4guEed sarong.
 you were cold" he said, as he ed her in; then he knelt beside took her hand In both of his and Ienly laid his face in her open l, still moist with her tears.
 ldrea drew a long whimpering
 aud nestled down against the n flrs. Her eyes gazed imperson- and q liitle wonderingly at M'sun- bowed head: then they wandered lt fhe room. So this was where he lived and worked during many ths IL was a bachelors room. i1Ged af once for comfort, utility cr sl0tIl. On one side was his cot, anueht7r inclosed in mosquito net and having at it's head a lantern .eadIne In bed. Next to it, came a ua drauehtsman's desk roughly c of packing cases. On each end ( eptaefing candles. still lighted, from Mysterious nedestals, empty les. fllsKnised under cascades of en wax
 the shallow of the high desk stood one utterly incongruous bit of fur re. q R1islening mahogany phono- h. Andrea's eyes passed 1t and
 went back to finger for an in t In rague wonder. Why had , tflGo never brought 1t out? Never Cd fl T She was not interested Iku fo 1Sk aloud.
 1dfca's eyes finished their slow iIt of Enc room and came hack to Ntlfe mans bowed head. He had u1Qxed and she herself had lain etIII. more through languor than .>oli1io0 She had been in that state Y sQ6d0ed consciousness which sp> troubled humanity back to the |eflonA ef childhood. but now her
 oqfo<z. A deep flush stained her ou4 efept up through her cheeks. X|uG NkA 1t to her eyes a look of
 IT Her hand, imprisoned
 |It mans cheek. doubled and f1e<Ed Into a hard little fist. He eQ 0p quickly and saw the transit th0< Ind come to her face. Don't 1Q {8 it," he said. throwing one o<f01o her knees. Don't give in G&. Ilo you think l am so blind
 Q9o know where 1 found you :
 06 <0 think I am on my knees "a x<ference before the glimpse x E&AEbt of the glrlhood of An
 My arms are trembling Q@ TIT have dared to carry her
 <c0I1 soft and warm as 1t was
 zI|E touch If the world and
 T1v heart is aching with q
 ANf will never die"
 IT In, said A Andrea. her face Z, 4would you pay three TIT IT ine?r
 4@4 at her. leaped to his feet
 lL<l pacing up and down be
 c4uch, n look of thunder on Mo-" he said. T wouldn't" i oIl l<6king Ut her he went to the <@444 md. after a moment, drew
 1|SI volume: then he placed a