The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1935-01-11

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and black women slaughtered
helplessly-through him -. And
wherever he looked he seemed to see
the ice-chin eyes of Verreker glancing
contemptuously from him to the girl
as though saying: Thousands are to
die because you've been a sentimental
fool over that!"
Their luck held, the bitter luck that
was carrying him so swiftly tn dis
grace BY the sixth dawn they had
reached the border hills through which
he had entered the Shashiraz country
and were reasonably secure. It was as
they waited there for night that he had
his first real talk with the girl.
His rage against her had been worn
down by the hardships they had shar-
ed, by her accomplishing obedience and
her utter trust in him.
Tell me about yourself. shall have
to report on you and I've suddenly
realized know nothing about you. Who
are you and how did Jermal Hirsir trick
you into going to Shashiraz?"
She told him her name was Ada
Carver. She'd been stranded ir the
YUM unis country and Jemai had
offered to guide her back to civilization,
pretending that the road to Shash:raz
was the shortest route.
II see," Glen Harrington nodded.
But what on earth were you doing up
in the Yuni-Yunis country alone?"
"Oh, wasn't alone when I went
there; only the lady I was with died.
She WAS a 1adv doctor"
He was about to ask what, even a
lady doctor was doing at that butt-end
of Africa when he remembered: Good
God. They've had the plague in the
Yuni-Yun for the last eight months.
Was that it,"
That's it," she admitted. 1--WE went
up to help at Boma-Buckra IN the
jungle, first, then, after two months,
on to mission station at Durdo.na.
All the whites and most Of the natives
died in the months we worked there,
so when the lady heard that the sick
ness had broken out bad on the D:go-
Id River we went up to see what we
could do there. That was where she
died, an, being alone, Jemal got his
chance of doing the dirty on me-"
He stared at her amazed. The Oego-
Id was one of the last frontiers of stark
savagery and this little suburban flap
per had braved it practically alone. It
staggered him.
But, look here" he burst out. ''vhy
did you do all this? You're not a doc
tor or even a nurse, are you?"
mo-" she went dull crimson. II
amt up to much. I work in a ship
drapery. took job in Durham, for
change like; but couldn't stick Il af-
ter Shepherds Bush. was corning
home, see, an this lady doctor was on
the same ship-an she was wonderful!
She talked to me q lot, about every
thing, you know, but especially ABOUT
how we was all here to do things for
people-how us whites was sort Ct on
our honor to do what we could for
mig - - for those backward co,ored
people,"
Her blue eyes Lit up. II can't tell
you how great she was! When tney
told us at Paganani how bad this sick
ness was up country and how the poor
natives were dying like flies because
there was too few to help them, she
naturally offered at once to go an
be doctor to them. She would, you see.
She was wonderful"
And you," he asked shakily, you
volunteered, too?"
Eyes 'shesaid SHY. II wasn't ir a
Job, see, an" Her small chin
lifted defiantly. 1T was up to Us
whites, wasn't it?"
He stared at her, a lump in his
throat. A poor, cheap little flaprer, he
thought her-but, by God, no great
lady could have walked into the ter
ror and danger Of the unknown with a
greater gallantry He stared, awed,
and shame swept over him.
Miss Carver" he said humbly. II
have been very great fool. hadn't
sense enough to trust you"
She, too, was wonderful. She said
gently: "Oh, guessed you were doing
something that wouldn't let you be
bothered by a girl like me. Wasn't the
it?"