Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1929-11-28

women have acknowledged my sway.
SultanS have begged favors OF me. My
sword and my genius nave freed tribes.
Power-that is my essencel l am a
man made for immensitiesl"
Bobby ASkern stared at the ecstatlc
face before him, half inclined to laugh.
But he did not laugh. What Savaran
said was true.
He was recalling the stories he had
heard about this man, almost fabulous
legends.
Savaran had certainly done wonders.
A busy village had sprung up, with the
once sullen Sharti active as traders,
house builders. road makers, and cOuri-
ers, carrying trade and reports along
the six weeks jungle trail to Paronga.
All this was due entirely to the
power and genius-his king instinct,
he called it-of Savaran. Askern, lost
in admiration, could only find one
flaw. That was the presence OF too
many ome and Savaran'S too evil
dent interest in them.
Pretty girl. Blanche" unused Sava-
ran, who really knew no more about
her than her photo, signed with that
single name, told.
Gill yOu. CliSQ HohClA, oWLi6AA6
on him. You go too far! l won't
have you mention that lady's name"
She waits in England for your
asked Savaran, unmOved.
mol" snapped Askern. I'm Paronga.'
I'm really interested, Bobby. You
left this lady unmarried to come here?
AmbitiouS?"
YES" admitted Askern, gruffly. "You
can see yourself 1t was q big chance
and what it'd mean to us" Anger
choked him. But what's it got to dc
with you, anyway"
He expected mockery, was ready tC
spring at the others throat. Savaran
the eternally unexpected, ran his arm
through his. said warmly: That was
fine Of you both. A brave gesture
That appeals to Savaran! So the SOON
er we make this a fitting home for that
splendid girl, the better, eh? Come
along and see the rich Sharti trade
already pouring into your godowns."
Savaran certainly had a magic, not
merely in winning Askern, but in win
ming the difficult Sharti. They were
already bringing their palm oil, kerr
nels, ivory, gold dust, hides, and the
like into the store sheds. and in such
quantities as to promise that this ter
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had said it would be, the richest under
Malaria Coast rule.
And he was reSident-that is, he was
thanks to the astonishing way Sava-
ran had mastered the Sharti. through
the Sharti-kor, their redoubtable chief
He knew better than to set himself
against Savaran,' said Savaran, in
differently. Il taught him what such
folly meant some months ago"
II seem to recall something about
shaving off his beard" said Askern, not
really believing anybody could haze
dared that supreme insul. to a fight
ing Moslem.
That was it," said Savaran.
"But-why?" Askern gasped.
HE tried to raid an ivory caravan
l was taking through his lind 70 thC
zeb Arabs"
Ivory! But that's Illegal"
Il mostly am grinned Sayaran
Then his eyes narrowed. This LAND
is a paradise for the smuggler, any
how. Take hashish running, for ey-
ample. An immense field with an i'm
mense fortune in it,"
Askern'S face became as stone.
TRY any of that sort of vileneSs y
my district, Savaran, and, in spite OF
all l W you, I'll hunt you down like
a dog"
Il believe you mean that" said Sava-
ran, softly, watching closely.
Il notice you don't express any
opinion on this filthy dope traffic" said
the boy, stif1y.
MY opinion on that, Bobby? You
saw me. when l first came to you! ]
was filth and tatters-me! Savaran!
Hashish had done that to me, Bobby!'
ITO you? Do you dope?"
"DOpe-me? Never. His own ego
ism is all the stimulant Savaran needs
No, a swine peddled the stuff to my
bearers and gunner"
His face became as hard as death
And one day." he said, slowly, that
swine will know what it can to cross
S%avaran." His quick mood changed
1T cost me seventy thousand dollars
gold, Bobby-the profits of five months
danger and sweat getting that ivory
to the zeb Arabs"
II was coming back from the Eel
with the cash. l was going to lay i
out on more ivory-and treble it.
had a good lot of men-Wild and dan
gerous, of course; they have to be fol
that game. But Savaran could handle
EN-, or could until we got to a dirt,
little ford village-Tchik, on the I'll
boru."
That's on our ground" said Askern
II came through Tchik on my wa.
up here"
Eyes" said Savaran, grimly, land
as a Malaria Cost official, you'll b
overjoyed to learn that Tchik on tn
Tiboru was packed with hashish."
II saw nothing" frowned Askern. Il
is a fact that there's a traffic in tn
accursed stuff we don't seem able t
stamp out. But I saw no trace a
Tchik."
"It was there after you had gon
through" Sadi SaYaran. yes. I hear