Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-12-28

man. it appeared, who was something of an in
ventor as we'll, in the few minutes during which
I had missed him had gathered together pile
or nails, slugs, bullets, gunpowder and placed
them in empty tobacco tin. To this he had
fixed a fuse and had thus evolved most eff
fective bomb. It was magnificent stroke Of
genius and courage and We owed him our lives.
For the advance was checked, at least for
time.
But two of our soldier-police were dead of
wounds from the poisoned arrows; three others
had been badly hurt, and, worst of all, the
university president had been poisoned by one
Of the arrows and there were moments in the
hour following the battle when we feared for
his life Tindig, too, who had fought val-
iantly even after he had been wounded,
a collapse. His courage in the face OF
pain and danger had deceived us and we had
not realized how badly he was hurt.
And now all of us were hungry. Therefore,
before cleaning up the mess of battle or even
Strengthening cut our barricade, we opened up
several of the last precious tins of poted meats,
biscuits and peaches and satisfied the needs Of
our famished bodies Soon the dusky twilight
warned us of coming night. had the men
build a circle of fires within the palisades
around cur barricade. The Borneo soldiers pre-
pared a lot of torches in order to have them
for standby when the looked-for renewal of
attack came.
SLOWLY the night passed, until at last q
faint glimmer of dawn appeared in the
eastern sky. No sooner had the rosy flush made
objects distinguishable than one of our men
gave sharp challenge
We sprang to our places in the stockade and
peered into the misty fringe of forest and there
we could see the crouching forms of naked
saVages. They seemed quite motionless but by
careful watching we could detect stealthy move
mentS
Suddenly one CT the men shouted that they
were coming / heard his rife bark and then q
shrek of pain, followed by q bloodcurdling
yell, resourded through the morning air. In
SANITY the hazy background was alive with the
forms OF savages who sprang to their feet
and came bounding toward our little fortress.
hurting their darts and parangs they came.
In a minute We were engaged in resisting the
hottest and most determined assault to which
We had yet been subjected. Luckily the
photographer had had time to manufacture
more bombs or that attack would have finish
ed US.
Of Tfndig For just at this crucial moment
his keen eyes had seen our salvation coming
up the river, In the shape Of the head hunters
we had called to Our aid. Raising his voice in
the midst of exploding gunpowder, the clang
OF parangs and the hiss of arrows, he cried:
'Tuanl Pelandet is herel"
They were head hunters, too it is true, but
it takes head hunter to handle a head hunter
and We were delighted that they bad come.
Lets give these wild men q last sample Of
civilization" shouted to the group of COLI
lege professors who had come into the wilder
meas with me to hunt insects and. were now
hunted by savages.
At the word. our entire party scrambled up,
broke through the bamboo barrier and charged
the savages with Wild shouts. First we fred
or our rides and then rs we closed in, began to