The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1920-02-27

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right port and lunching with him once"
Andrea's hand went TO her breast
AID stayed there as though to imprison
her fluttering heart. white Man."
she said, "please don't do that to me
again--ever. You see, I've always been
silly about things that get hurt"
Forgive me-" he said. II was
thoughtless." ~
Careless. perhaps; tboughtless,
never" said Andrea, smiling once more.
"Well," she went on. clasping her
hands and throwing her head back,
I'm for your sister. The woman that
could make up that trunk is genius"
"She would be-" remarked the man
enigmatically.
Andrea paused in her thoughts; then
came wide awake and looked at him
narrowly.
"White Man, didn't woman make
up that trunk?"
"No, there are few women living
that could. Think 1t out. That trunk
was all bone, muscle and siDew-with
an after-dinner cigarette at the bot
tom. Why, the last time ] saw Maisie
she had two small moving vans and
wicker house she thought she was
going to bring with her. I'd fixed 1t
with a quartermaster to drop the lot
overheard in the night and ct the last
moment. She never even heard Of this
trunk"
During his long speech the color had
been rising in .Andrea's cheeks. Il
don't think ! like you as much as
did," she said slowly. Somehow you
were getting too good to be true. You
bought and packed all those things
yourself"
He met her gaze steadily. Don't"
he whispered, "don't let's be old
"All right" said Andrea with quick
shrug of one shoulder. "But you've
known lots of women, haven't you?"
you exaggerate," he answered, smil-
ing. ave met lots Of women"
"Pshaw!" said Andrea. That's an
other old crock Of shibboleth. Some
men know lots about womeH-a jolly
sight too much"
That's different from knowing wom-
en-" said M'sungo quietly. TITS no
shibboleth, that old belief. Woman,
to man, is an eternal voyage of dis
covery-a land Of valleys and peaks,
Of lights and shadows, of storm and
aching peace. Continents and oceans
are lost in her untraveled heart, and
when she throws wide her arms, the
way is open to Heaven and He'll"
I'm going to bed" murmured An
drea, and stole away.
1t was Just as well for Andrea that
she had gone early to bed, for 1T FIVE
! o'clock Of the next morning n rock
was hurled at her door that almost
burst it in.
Didn't that get her?' yelled Msun-
COS voice from half across the. kraal.
mo, Master" answered Bathtub.
"Missis sleep plenty hard, same like
picksnin."
She slipped on her bathrobe, opened
the door and put out her head. "were
you calling me?" she asked with early
morning dignity. ~
"Not exactly" answered the white
man in the same tone. Breakfast in
twenty minutes; bath when you come
home" He turned to give orders to
group Of his captains.
Andrea was instantly thrilled to the
new adventure. She called to Bathtub
to bring her washstapd and water and
rubbed one bare foot against the other
In impotence until he was out Of the
way; then she dressed feverishly and
ran out.
In ten minutes they had breakfasted;
In FIVE more they were of. A long line
Of blacks preceded them, behind came
Msungos gunbearer, water boys, Bath
tub. a carrier or two, and an ancient
donkey half hidden under an enormous
cowboy saddle.
"What a funny looking old donkey r.
remarked Andrea. whats he forf'
"For you, when you get tired" an
swered Msungo.
Realty For mer' said Andrea.
whats his nameT
| M'sungo threw back his head and
laughed softly. why" he said, II
never thought I'd have to tell any one
when I named him. We cal him Mar
guerite. named him after friend
OF NINE"
WAS she as ugly az all that7v
"Oh. no. She's about the prettiest
woman ] ever knew, but she wss Just
like him inside. Try - head him OF
some time"
| The best vay to hesd on . woman, :
lnused Andrea, ~is 10 naSry hsRsy 4