Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1922-02-10
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The Wrath of
Honghi
By WINIFRED DUNBAR
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"Hide me"
The words were spoken In fairly
good English amid a jargon of many
tongues. He who uttered them came
holting through the window Of the lit
tie hut had called home for number
Of weeks.
! had troubles Of my own-nostly
Arline-as you will discern later, but
chord of human sympathy was
touched at the furlorn appearance of
the man.
"Undcr the cot" I directed quickly;
II will try and protect YOU"
Then / resumed reading book,
and when n mandarin and half n dozen
soldiers fitted about the palace and
searched all Of its odd corners for the
fugitive, my Indifference or quiet dig
nifty repelled q direct Invasion and the
mob passed on.
1t was later that Fooching ex-
plained-it was from that moment
that he attached himself to my inter-
ests-luckiIy for Airline.
The man was half native, his
father an Englishnan. He had mixed In
political matters and was prescribed
in Tong. He had fled, pursued. J.
had enabled him to slip the meshes
and he showed fidelity by staying with
me.
had been part of surveying
party stranded at Lochun. Boxers.
revolutionists and adherents Of the
Chang dynasty were embrolled In q
three-cornered fis.t. 1t was danger.
Gus to try and leave, 1t would be
doubly perilous to remain, but-Ar.
line!
She was a singer. What odd fancy
reckless experiment, irrational calcu'
lation led her brother, Rupert Llsle, tt
jump from Canton, 80 leagues across
q desert, to try motion picture ven:
ture In the squalid poverty-stricken
province Of Lochun, / could never fig
ure out.
I only knew that after q week Of q
vain attempt to work up business he
found his funds gone.
Then happened the tragic. / had
become slightly acquainted with the
Llsles. We arranged to stick togeth
er and get back to Canton as best WI
might. Meantime I had fallen In love
with Airline, and she was worthy of It,
One day messenger came to my
poor quarters In vast hurry. 'Please
come at once" read the note, signed
"a" and / placed the precious screed
next to my heart and fastened tt
respond In person.
Now this was what happened: The
brother, an artist, had gone to Annoy
one Of the sacred towns of Tuam oc
cupied by an exclusive tribe aad 10
miles distant. He had been discoy'
cred In the temple OF the great god
Honghi, s',etching its details. This
was sacrilege. He had been seized
Imprisoned and was to die.
Miss Lisle had appealed to the con,
sular agent, to the local authorities
They were helpless to rescue tht
doomed NAN.
Looking back now, that secret fur
tive tramp to Annoy, constantly men
aced by wandering train bands, the
midnight arrival at the great temple
the scaling of broken vail, the find
Ing of suitable hiding place up nea,
the roof-it is all like dream;
but then Fooching and l shared Il
thousand perils.
The most vivid feature of that retro
spect Is the event Of the second night
We looked down at the soinbre robed
priests, at the victim, Arline's broth
er, whom they led in. Then, as the
sacerdotal rites were about to taxi
place, Fooching spoke the quick word:
"ReadyW
Whir-rr! Flash There was broac
blank wall at the front Of the temple,
affordlng an admirable screen. Un-
masking the protector output, l threw
the picture of Honghi upon 1t in
broad clear disc. There were alright.
ed cries from the priests.
"The script-the message" spoke
the quick-witted Fooching, and / flared
out the sentences that ordered the
priests to instantly release their vic
tim or encounter the wrath Of Honghi.
The idol had spoken, Trembling with
superstitious fears the chief priest re-
leased the captive and bade him de-
part.
do not know what the priests
thought IL they ever found the outfit,
for we abandoned it to join the res
cued artist to regain his sister-then
Canton.
The faithful Fooching piloted us all
that dangerous journey.
NV loves brother went Off to Aus
tralia, where O good business pros
pect was offered, and took Fooching
with him.
Airline and myself returned to Ameri-
ca. Why not? My latest letter from
nv dear old mother had concluded
1--WE are all waiting to welcome your
dear, sweet little WIFE"
Tea Wagon as Baby Buggy.
The wicker tea wagon was we'd
ding present and until the head Of the