The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1922-03-31
The Wrath of
Honghi
By WINIFREp DUNBAR
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The words we're spoken In fairly
good English amid II jargon OF many
tongues. He who uttered them came
boiling through the window Of the lit
tie hut had called home for a number
Of weeks.
! had troubles of my own-mosily
Ariine-as you VIII discern later, but
d chord Of human sympathy was
touched at the foriorn appearance Of
the man.
| Under the cot" directed quickly !;
Il will try and protect you"
| Then l resumed reading a book.
ana when a mandarin and half dozen
soldiers fitted about the palace and
searched all of It's odd corners for the
fugitive, my indifference or quiet dig
nifty repealed direct invasion and the
| mob passed on.
II was later that Fooching ex-
plained-it was from that moment
that he attached himself to my inter-
ests-luckily for Airline.
The man was half native, his
father an Englishman. He had mixed in
political matters and was prescribed
In Tong. He had fled, pursued.
had enabled him to slip the meshes
and he showed fidelity by staying with
me.
had been part of a surveying
party stranded at Lochun. Boxers,
revolutionlsts and adherents of the
Chang dynasty were embroiled In a
three-cornered flight. 1t was danger
Gus to try and leave, 1t would be
doubly perilous to remain, but-Ar-
linei
She was singer. What odd fancy,
reckless experiment, irrational calcu-
lation led her brother, Rupert Lisle. to
Jump from Canton, 80 leagues across
a desert. TO try a motion picture ven
ture In the squalld poverty-stricken
province of Lochun, could never fig
ure out.
| only knew that after week OF a
vain attempt 10 work up business he
found his funds gone.
Then happened the tragic. had
become slightly acquainted with the
Lisles. We arranged to stick togeth-
err and get back to Canton as best we
might. Meantime / had fallen In love
with airline. and she was worthy of II.
one day messenger came to my
poor quarters In vast hurry. please
come at once" read the note. signed
a." and l placed the precious screed
next to my heart and fastened to
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 aud 100
miles distant He had been diSeov-
cred In the temple of the great god,
Honghi, sSetching Its details Ffhis
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 the
doomed man.
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 u broken vail, the find
Ing of suitable hiding place up near
the roof--lt is all like dream:
but then Foochins and | shared a
thousand perils.
The most vivid feature of that retro.
spect Is the event OF the second nlrit.
We locked down ut the sombre robed
priests, at the Victim, Arlne's broth
er, whom they led In. Then, as the
sacerdotal rites were about to take
place. Foochlng spoke the quick word /:
Ready
Whir-rr! Flash! There was broad
blank wall ut the front of the temple.
affording an admirable screen. I'm
masking the protector output, l threw
the picture of Honghi upon IL in n
broad clear disc. There were alright,
cd cries from the priests.
''rhe script-the messenger" spoke |
the Quiek-witted F6oehing, and aared !
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
superstitlous fears the chief priest re-. !
leased the captive and hade him de. I
part.
do not know what the priests
thought II they ever found the outfit.
for We abandoned IL to join the res
eued artist to regain his stSter-then
Canton.
The faithful Fooching plloted us all |
that dangerous tourney.
My loves brother went or To Aus. 1
tralia, where Il good business pros.
pect was offered. ana took FoochInr /
with him. /
Airline and myself returned To Ameri. I
ca. Why notP Ny latest letter from .
my dear old mother had concluded I
I'VE are all waiting 10 welcome your
dear. sweet little wife"
Tea Wagon as Baby Buggy.