Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-01-26

with clotnS over tnelr races.
Haussas, the Portugee called
them. They joined Sven's party
and that made about seventy
slaves.
II was pitch dark when the
Portugee called a halt on the
banks Of stream.
Sven didn't like the look of
things. The slaves were chanting
some song. the night was full of
chipping and there was a rub-a-
dub of a drum somewhere far off.
Towards morning Sven heard
something and saw a dozen of
those slaves get up and start
for the kroos. He let out yell
and the Haussas woke, screeching
and grabbing their guns. Then
nearly all the slaves, who must
have chewed their rattans loose.
ran for the bush. The Portugee
kicked the fire to blaze and
dragged out a .whacking great
pistol.
Catch them" he yelled and
started after the Haussas.
But as ne ran past the women
slaves one of them squirmed out
of line and grabbed him by the
ankle. With yell he went down
and the women piled on him like
hungry beasts. Sven fired his
pistol over their heads and that
seemed to stop them for they
crawled back from the half-caste
and the Haussas dragged him
clear.
Make up the fire." ordered
Sven.
In the flames he made out the
women's eyes rolling white as
china as they backed against the
trees. The Portugee was lying
on the ground. Those women
had certainly gone to work on
him; his face was ripped to
pieces, and as a man he'd never
be much good again, if he lived
Sven went to the stream to be
sick. Then he went back and tried
TO tie him up for he was bleeding
like a pig. The Kroos and Haus-
sas ganged about the women for
all the men had gotten away
Back to the beach" ordered
Sven. This Portugee'll be dead
If we stay here another day"
Under Sven's pistol two -kroo-
men and four women to carry
the Portugee started back. leav-
ing the other Kroos and Haussas
to guard the few women that had
not escaped. The Portugee
moaned in high treble.
1t began to rain and great,
warm drops soaked them and the
air was heavy as steam. They'd
been going for about four hours
when one of the Kroos ran up
and grabbed Sven's arm.
This wrong way" he whis-
pered and his face was a notified
green we lost"
Sven halted and looked at the
women. They stood together.
the poles of the Portugees ham
mock CALLING their shoulders.
They looked every which way but
at Sven and there was a sort of
boring excitement in their faces.
He heard something behind him
and spun around to receive the
points of half a dozen spears
against his chest Savages
stepped out from the bush and
four of them speared the two
Kroomen as calmly as if they
were slaughtering calves.
Walk" said the chief.
Sven followed the hammock,
the, spears nudging him as he
moved.
The Portugee was mewing like
seagull but they took no more
notice of him-than- if he'd been
already dead.
What they going to do ?" Sven
asked, showing his way to the
hammock.
"Oh, senior. they killa u.s." And
he went off into crazy screams.
Sven halted, scared. and sud-
denly made break for the bush.
But a spear ran calmly an inch
into his chest muscles. That
halted him.
They marched all that day,
then just as the sun went down
they heard a sudden thud of
tom-toms and in a short while
women and kids with torches be-
gan running down the path to
wards them. The women rushed
at the hammock ard dragged and
scratched at the Portugec until
he woke up and started scream
ing again
In a few minutes there was a
clearing in the bush and they