The Mena weekly star., 1920-01-29

out gloves. Her eyes narrowed. "By the way, when Marguerite bolted, just what was if yon shouted at me?r He paused in his stride so suddenly that the dozIng donkey butted into him and almost knocked him oyer 'Eh Whae7 he asked to gain time.
 Come on" persisted Andrea. Just say it again--what you shouted"
 'WeIl.' lied M sungo, T may not remember the exset words, but it was to the effect tha you'd better head him off or jump oa
 Something like that" said Andrea incIsively, 'only shorter. You yelled Marry him or jump off r" T believe you're right" said Msun- go, and added. apologetically, You see, didn't have much time to think" "Exactlyw said Andrea. "InstInc- lively all you saw was a joke, like every nigger in the line. You didn't care what happened to me. I might have been brsfined under that tree and you knew it and all you could think of was that you just had time to
 
 before-before I diedw
 "Oh, mo-" protested M'sungo. "Go easy. now. Why, Marguerite has done that dozens of times He knows ex- actly how to slice of his rider. And besides, h. always stops"
 But what if he hadn't-what if he had" continued Andrea hotly. "Oh, you know what I mean. What if he Ind killed me?"
 But ne wodldn't." insisted the man weakly He wouldn't think of it."
 Andrea pounded the horn of her sad dle. "But--what--if-
 Msungo suddenly whirlcd, hereby winding the quiescent neck of Mar guerite 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 elementl We'll. I'll give it to you. If he'd hurt so much as d 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 wickedness in them-tenderness the forked tongue of serpent, and two edged knife. She chose the kniec.
 White Man" she saId that would have been adorable at he price-sim. ply adorablel"
 The weeks that followed were the remaking of Andrea physically. Each day she walked more aad felt II less. From head to toes her hoGy weJ with out blemish and In her evs. her ~hceks and in the spring of her light ssep, sheer health flew its rejoicing banner. Day by day she followed M'sungo farther afield, took more of an interest in what he was doing be- cause she understood it better and learned to wait before she sat in judg- always swift and assured. She even hardened herself to accompanying him on his hunts for meat for the camE 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. Hhv ing dIsagreeable task on lr hand he faced 1t squarely and going out t kill. laid his plans, held to them witt answering concentration and killed with dispatch that was blood-cur- ding but admirable.
 II was during the return from one of these expeditions that he expound- ed his definition of justifiahle plunder 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 Urine of thine is mine If I can take it." he found himself on treacherous ground and his words picked their way slowly as though bent on avoid ing all misunderstanding.
 Tt is the truth" he said thought fully, that the spirit of man advances only by plunder and the corollary te that is the fact that the plundered world is always the more fruitful, but the unpardonable sin as far as peoples are concerned is the failure to define robbery under arms from productive plunder and you can almost say the same thing of individual relationship"
 He glanced at her and something of his earnestness passed to her with the lock. "Go on," she said kindly.
 Gan you believe me-" he continued, "when 1 tell you that no one was more surprised than the Superman himself when he assumed flesh after his long preparation and awoke to find himself a vandal--a Frankenstein? 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 collective spirit of man advances only by plunder. You can see It in my own country. yesterday. in Africa today and 1t will come in the other Americas tomorrow. The great est thing ever said by Salisbury, rock among men. was that ruins are not evidence of occupation and that