Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-02-17

AYLll9HT 1OunQ us plOQQlu8
south through the sand of the
river-bed toward Khor Galegu;
H. the one place-just around the
corner, where anything might
happen. Suddenly, far In the distance,
advancing slowly towards us, group
of tiny objects appearl Abyssinians?
who? What? We pull up under the
bank. A babel of queries and answers
break out. We are held in the grip OF
glorious excitement.
Our rifles are loaded: the shotgun de-
livered into the hands Of Abdu. Mu-
barak and MUIR are dealt out q rit1e,
and to prevent any feeling OF favorit-
ism. Sherief Is handed the "rook rffie
with more tormality than the popgun
deserves.
With never a pause the specks APP
proacil; they take on form and shape.
Camels. donkeys, meni Five camels and
three donkeysl Near they come, and
nearer. Then Lake, who is studying
them through the glasses, suddenly ex-
claims: "Gadi It's nothing but
womanl It's that Mrs. Blake the gov
ernor spoke OF, or III eat my hat raw
For the love Of Mike, put away those
cannonsl"
The cannons are hastily concealed.
Lake and I ride forward to meet the
modern Diana. In the middle OF the
river bed her caravan halts. We dis
mount from our donkeys, to face an
English woman in search of rest.
It was unnecessary for me to roll my
eve In Lakes direction to know that
his Jaw had dropped. My own was
hanging suspended in the breeze like
the dewlap on a moose.s Before us. on
a jaded donkey. sat a woman not over
feet tall; her wrists were thin and
frail; her cheeks, though tanned by the
sun, were drawn. She was a picture OF
fragile femininity
Her f1ve camels, drawn up IN the
sand behind us in the charge OF three
camel boys, burbled complainingly;
bright-eyed, her two shikaris regarded
felt hat known as the double terai,"
flannel shirt open at the throat, knick-
erbockers and golf stockings.
I'VE heard you were up here" I adj
mitted In fact, we were half looking
for YOU"
"Well, here am in the flesh" she
answered, which seemed to terminate
that line of thought.
did you see any Abyssinians?" asked
Lake.
i've had many troubles In my life,
and most of them never happened" she
quoted. IF you get what mean"
What luck have you had?" man
aged to ask.
Ripping" she replied.
Great country, isn't it?" Lake shot
out.
splendid for a rest, If you're feeling
seedy," she admitted, though for ex-
, element prefer Uganda. Well, must
be pushing on. Good huntingl" and
the next thing we knew we were stand
ing there looking at her back as her
donkey shuffled down toward Shems.
Don't It beat ALI" said Lake as we
stood there, 'tl1ow formal people keep,
no matter II they're in the middle Of
the Sahara Desert. Here we are a
hundred miles from the nearest white
/ man. It seems as though we should
have asked her to dinner or some
+. thing"
"It's evident you've never heard of
the three fatal international social err
rors," told him. ''Yes, it's quite evil
dent you have not. Well, you're going
| indigestion in Paris and familiarity in
England Let's gol" And We went.
Suddenly the shikaris halted, listen
, ing nLenLly. 1ueH IIlSy utteIeu ILle
familiar word "gamus" Drifting down
on the gentle breeze they'd caught the
faint bleat of cow buffalo. Their
| tympanums were as delicate as the
most sensitive of microphones, for we
had heard nothing but silence. There
| was plenty Of that.
| X X X y
WILD BILL was sent up a tree. As
/ w soon as he reached the upper
/ branches. he began to motion violently
| They we're over there-pointing; there
were many, many Of them--yiolent
fiexing Of the digits: they were big past
all belief--large sections Of atmosphere
carved up with the hands to indicate
size.
This was to be no paltry skirmish;
that was evident for the boys were
tying up all loose ends--clearing the
decks. In wo.d-as though they
looked for nippy work Wild Bill tool
the lead. We entered some grass tina,
reached far above our heads, and found
ourselves knee-deep In water. There
was quarter of mile of this kind Of
navigation. Then, a few yards in from
OF us. a buffalo appeared. 1t wa!
Lakes turn. With no hesitation, hi