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White Man By GEORGE AGNEW CHAMBERLAIN ' Author of “Homo,’' “Through Stained GUta,” “John Bogardu*,” Etc. (Copyiicht. 1919. br Bobba-lf«rrUl Co.) \ -:--7 rrr r r rrrr r7 r 7 rr j , , , |,r rrrfrrrrrf rnrrrrf CHAPTER X.—Continued.^ v> ♦ » MM m Vf J Vf .J.Vf.l >>.♦ v/ 4 w ♦ w ♦ *< 4 \>.4 ♦ w 4 4 w I w 4 w 4 w ♦ w 4 w r '•JL' J fr, j tlf »i j. r • i _^i •N With her breast rising and falling in aching accompaniment to the mount ing rhythm, cheeks pale, lips parted, eyes staring . In vain .pursuit of the in credible flight of sound, she stood, a slim tense figure for once made free of that domain that is beyond art, be yond genius and is called quite simply, Gift of God. With a toss and a back ward shake of the man’s great head, the voice climbed smoothly to that stu pendous high C that has wrecked the reputation of many T pygmies and brought fame to a daring few. It held and still held until earth and moon and / stars seemed little things that paused to listen, obstructed in unimportant courses. Breath suspended until her lungs were near to bursting. Andrea waited for that note to come down in to the range of normal belief, but to h*r mind at least It was deatlned to hang eternally in the heavens, for the man had turned. Her eyes knew horror for the Brat time The man's face waa half obllt- arated- It had been plowed by condo- ant amailpoi and deotmjed by a worse disease The none was ynne. leaving an IgnaMa rain of stripped cartilage dried In thA^lr till It wna like weath ered pa^hmrOf One ear had keen ravaged in a ft tan rat aa that It vane In n aeedW- paint That the tie I amlf added *a tnetw Anally te their rapnftsi* eweea tw m«at tfp * r-l i ;* Ih tongh re smMpeai las ah iy mm hnaiging hands *wraed *w nshnaa and hta snwggQt i tMagpnf vn vhnf rasns kradkisn he adsasmadi agan hee ewdsahad hee waSM earn Ms hageea and Of a^ggevy w» mas «ne tan n*sn s*. fc*. a *wd sheas. Me gi •niashs and apad Anra the s laeaedHMw ppm Tha awns napa aswse ssaaflhsav snd Mnssd nthse hnss hndraa *dswg ieesm wna ndhsd n aseeswev ~~w daevasg gnsspne •# tsawee sasnMUh hands as awshana ieV iee % ♦ hear **e has *eee wns an I can forgive not you but what you say, for you cried out Just now from a hell Infinitely deeper than mine." The blaze of light in MacGloster’s eyes died to a brooding glow. There was something In Andrea’s face, some Illumination of the clean soul within her, that spoke with a sure voice, louder, more persuasively than words. “The gifts that w’omen may bring in their hands,’’ he said with a whisper ing sigh, “love, tenderness and honor, rest to the anchored soul! I, Mac- Closter, had the world at my feet for a single night. Drunk with adulation, drunk with wine, I went out to seek the gifts that women bring in their hands/* His voice dropped to a bitter, half-filppnnt note of self-mocking. “Smallpox and worse In a single night Ha! Ha! Ha!” The laugh rang out {ull-throated. thunderous, terrible for the freight of rage that It carried. It rolled and echoed across the silent night like the roar of a stricken lion. Scarcely had It died to a •tilloeaa when to Andrea’s ears came a clear comtnsad. cotta as the voice of so ex ecu t loner. “Lie done. Aadrra/ Before she cweM qolte obey a rtie •poke, there woe the 'Itet!“ of a bel ief ae • patch of MacOaoter's shirt 1 >opod swddeoiy, weirdly, from his la the air. laotaatly he i sod wtth rae hoed pkrked lightly oad hotg her saw L "Oao more to mm of r"«r tltiw ho he latshod «peo% •« Ties or ato* iota A ft"** of •eraei sarpeani tvood w**e thw Amw of tfhr gao* e* >we<ms as hadnsn ^ .an •* oos «• ‘"that’s so/’ conceded MacCloater thoughtfully. “But if you’re not going to be persuaded to love me, will you please tell me where I get off? What are you good for, anyway? Do you realize that I gave up a case of gin for yod and that a case of gin in these trqubled times Is worth all of three pounds sterling?” Andrea winced. “So I’m really not worth threa pounds,” she said half to herself. MacCloster heard and took quick pity on the wistfulness in her voice. “Well,” he said, comfortingly, “I wouldn’t say that. Where it was a question of sentiment or a matter of having something pretty around the house a man might go further. Why, even among the blacks—” He paused, looked calculatiogly at herpnd then went on: “Old-timers will tell you that there ore two qualities that don’t exist In Africa at all; one Is gratitude and the other Is affection. I think they’re right about the first, but about the second. I know better. There are cases where a black likes a partic ular woman, and a hen that happens h • fag* la marked by a peculiar look. V know It and every time I catch sight of It Tm two extra pounds In pocket.** “WhyT asked Andrvo. "What do jo* menaT* "Why. my dear? Don’t yon know? Indot Travuf toll yon that I'm—fw in trade?* "tie anftdl* anraevod Andrra. that yon ueto mmm d Ml name fcorrMAe “What on earth Is that?" asked An drea, her eyes fixed far ahead on an enormous pale-yellow dome that looked as if all the haystacks in the world had been gathered into one. I •Vi M oea I we* very «wftuni Chan. •Vo* nov | vouBy d*o t rara* *i • ^%’au »rawmg pradvf* ex raalanng Mosk’lansoc hm ndnd on Tvw •up "tVhg. W «he noss fcagMAUMie Mndrad pot aoni tofts tauNnans thoi •uue vannhsi «ua of o hag train If n “That,” said MacCloster, his vast chest swelling in equally Immeasur able pride, “is my cala, my hut.” “I think there is something the mat ter with my eyes,” said Andrea. “What I see isn’t possible.” _ “Oh, yes it Is," said 1 MacCloster. “That’s my hut; eighty feet high, one hundred and twenty feet across and ’most a hundred yards’ dash around.” “But how did you build it?” asked Andreu, absorbed In spite of her misery. • “Well," replied MacCloster, “I’m modest. I don’t mind admitting that God did the building; I Just came along and put on the roof. Trevor ever show you any mafuta trees?" “Yea, they are wonderful." said An drea. understanding beginning to dawn in her eyea. “That hut of mine," mid llaKTos- tar, "la nothing but the biggest, round est. widest mafu'a tree in the world, trimmed a bit and thatched over." Half aa hour latsr they made a laadlag. "Want am In carry you •gain." naked Mncdonter wtth a leer. ""•C wilt yuu walk?" ■TO walk." asftd Andrea, going rad draly white wtth slcbraiag ve rail re tlaav CHAPTER XL bmra His eyes had fallen on a group of carriers, newly arrived, and the crew of his freight boat, The negroes were squatting in a circle on guard, waiting to make delivery to their master of varToug"case8. Some of them evident ly contained cloth, cutlery and knick- knacks dear to the native heart, but one, at least, brazenly proclaimed In deeply burnt stenciling its contents to be gin. It was on this small square box that MacCloster’s eyes were riv eted. He turned and spoke to Andrea In an oily tone that for some inexplica ble reason froze her blood. It was as though he had suddenly assumed • new and strange personality upon which her twelve hours of brave inter course with him had had no occasion to establish ita grip. He became a stranger within a stranger and hope lessly inaccessible. “Come with me. my dear," was all he aald. She followed him slowly, an unac customed weakness In her knees. He entered the monater cala and waited for her. For some moments the gi A WELL-KNOWN 1NHTITUTION. Probably no institution In America la more widely known than Doctor Pierce’s Invalids’ Hotel In Buffalo, N. Y. Although established many years ago It la today a modern sanitarium, having all the latest facilities for the | correct diagnosis of diseases and their successful,treatment through medicine or surgery. 1 —*— It was Dr. Pierce, Its founder, who over 50 years ago gave to the world that wonderful stomach tonic and blood purifier, “Golden Medical Discovery,’’ nnd that famous non alcoholic medicine for women, “Fa vorite Prescription.” In his early professional career. Dr. Pierce realized that every family, hot especially those who live remote from a physician, should have at hand an Inatrtictlve hook that would teach them something about First Aid, Physi ology, Anatomy, Hygiene; how to rec ognize different diseases, bow to cam for the sick, what to do In case of ac cident or sudden sickness, etc., so bn published that great book, the “Medical Adviser." an up-to-date edition of which ran be procured by tending 90 cents to Doctor Pierce’s Invalid^ Hotel la Buffalo. N. T. was Impenetrable to her eyes bnt aa | Dr. Pierce added another Nnk their pupils dilated ahe began to dm- cover shadows wlfhia the shadow natU «he waa able to moke out the entire >4 ■ • Rn Ako mania kna ms wmm tussaanm «♦ •%» Aa*a Vmom) • AanS dkd hav Veurs mad vasn* Mams am hue auwd wmm • * «.< . heV r«* % Rmw Oewti ef the etale a murftara 2 • •» * { • v guA • - cockpit by the gun*ale and the aftev thwart Jw**t tw hef left, ao cVwe that ever wtth heed bowed %he ewnld not avot< seeing bis enormous feet, sat Msct*lo* ter. He talked to her steadily In a tout tering undertone, but a long tltue | denly melted and fell, face down, to panned before she began to dUttngulah the bottom of the boot. Ills pole, re- . # • * * 4 awe awe tm w «***««« her ma» iue •wewee fhoew 9«ms ga)' «aM *t hrS pwuA awuf ww% yum sat dan# aag wm w tm# mm mrn V«wT» saw a mans i In Me «* a raag * iwnaam mraff emek henrad a laenu Mod* tr«e aAo ao a oouAran Me mra • •mw • m wop Aramad *%• vw* ■ •era mew tae-s • kaAa and mwor Rmakasrad Ma adnra humans haoAAsn nms n muunmdh ad guana rarans • *% am aavhwd anaraaun a* em-k taaaa uf Ms •ai <dWn ag dke raa* • 'I • »«i»<mmon> a mnank fl mno mn ten*tud hm we a nfoan aa akdsc a*** Mm *mt m mno •upnamy aAhdMd Mas n#aat uf mm •meunAMM m eaemakko has wmm vhuwnhad Yhu B M to hla chain of (nod works by ratab- ItMioc a bureau of crurvafiondrara to which any one ran write for advice, without acjr expeuau whott prepared M Dnrtar Pleecr*a mill he aunt hy purral punt far nae at bumuh at a v SQUEEZED == TO DEATH •ae nee* m»t « •f RpMMRM ae-ot #••• am c la the anetj •rag ranch «f «tw «aran4 hnth vahio by R»« yiaam •*«■■# aevM aed ha* rf an rnM «f the hwcfaiw "SMetMuA. * he •wid "If he raupd Va«w Ww*rw a* tw that •mr noaae nwnhf ha«e Iwww lura nsa Me a gtaem up has fh*ueaur RUM sfwUMd htsa llnp ywnr ntadh add aaj I mmtmBm m Me dramra Vy * I af atht ntfe each in ike Andreas bract, a trendy Mn, wank a , Mua * *4 tww Mr v •» «ae hewer ?•«# «me# thranrh tbe sight» Mr the Itaf Me HamrAThev eye* an*? »be knew mm that ahe had keen bwf-ug aAd pra)ing that the Brat gteaia of aaorn- ing wihi14 Bnd Tw«ue. the avenger, <m the bank ft;*e nutld not ka«*w, •■ did wm (hew drawee add I enracw teanMad Me fMM ** Ms # f»aua i •km etr ] TW* Mmuenaum t at Mm raud uf Me A af aratef M eraw*# hmd R h*d I Mu gaadd aamgev a «nn*r a*>*m mmm amasae If pwaad af • • a «f «wra Id imam aaraek n* a eaaMupMra hadUhg #f eMa nkarik -TJX. WHEN NEURALOA / ATTACIS V.;V na*t# w«m^ 1 ttm* ta emra • ha rich a hark mill net a ••nwira tm- 1 Ihrarefartfe I iU««n him bnt eventually hrtng hm» j return of two or three fold on hla T raver that A gam. mtr, one w*ord from another. The mutter ing swelled slowly to a dear and liquid enunciation; the voice became like music undefiled. But no longer could it drug her senses; she slfttd dered, cringed under its terrible caress. Its beauty had become forever leprous. "Dear, lovely, vile and sullen per son,” It was saying, “who would have thought It? Who would have imagined that you, a Helen among women, pos sessed of beauty, youth and u really lovely evening frock, should have come so far for a man? ' Cheer up! You’ve found two; one dunghill ban tam and—and me.” He laughed, not silently and atili not quite aloud. It was an extraordinary sound. ~ It awoke in Andrea n chord of raeiporyr ■Tt was not the stereotyped laughter of the stage; it was more spe cialized than that. Then she remem bered. His was not the laugh of an Individual; it was the clipped, stacca to, maddeningly deliberate, “Ha! Ha! Ha!—Ha! Ha ! Hu !’* of chorus and conspirators in the “Ballo in Mas- chera." I ask you, who could have Imagined Itr be continued; then, hla voice thickening to a alnlater intenalty. he added. “I could, d your Aft car- raaa. Women! Fair women! Ha! Ha! Ha I Dreams ef fair women * Ganr! *im*n of hell! pNRtlemre fhat rteep by fey and lark M tW Mmfmwa af •af wtme Damme Hem af Me ■ hyafR^a ef Ma amaML parafMf Me •meal tthmamea af Omf "* m mrai fRemmiRim pa m ah a f m mm a eww»« leaned, eild with a swift swish Into the water. MatH’hsiter promptly placed her on the seat beside him and gave a calm order to the remaining punters, who had paused In terror. He stood up, took the tiller between the tremen dous calves of his legs and proceeded to fill and light his pipe. “You see?” fie said, quietly. "He won’t shoot again. How do I know? I’ll tell you.” He half seated himself, elbow on knee, the tiller under the crook of his leg. “A little brain work," he contin ued conversationally. “Trevor meant to kill a nigger, but not that one—not the one next to you. He was shooting at the bow-hoy and he hit the stroke oar! How do I know? Well..it’s what any rimn would do, let alone one oi the best shots that ever drew trigger. He would pick off the crew beginning furthest from the point where he need ed all his nerve. Now the Bantam knows what he knew w.ell enough be fore, only he know’s It a d sight better, and that is that no man living can shoot in moonlight and tell where the bullet will go. “He won’t shoot again," he finished, turning to her with a ghastly smile, s.. Te safe-raAfe with me. I don’t nek you to.love me for my look»—only for myaelf!" Andrea looked enywhere hut hi hla face. "You aAd 1 know oh* mild after A pAue#. Thel I am quite oefe wtth the men yra emee were " "Mere. * wolf MmHTeatee. hM eye* RRMPRMHL ' *|Fh Mm Mie tw Rj ef Me* *toff RThf MBhl 9* M Mam wham I •«• raMM m#A Merll mter. that aa lmpee*ehte f<vrr«t of unbrokeo thorn etretchrd for mile* between the two cempe. There was just one open road to MurOoeter’*— the river—end on that no other boat could equal the speed of hi* own. “Say." said MecCToster, inovi-d hy a sudden thought, “is there anyone that would give a lot of money for you?” Andrea’s brows drew together In honest valuation of what was left of her old self. “I don’t know/* she said meekly. “Perhaps not now.” tsvr*tm*«lt. As a comraqueAce. MerOoeter Aevrr lacked boat boy a, mechlile carrier* ivarv hunters or porters and cootrt*lle*i as well an army of women and girl* wl-one spare time was applied first to the preparation of food and w<km1 and water fetching and then to the culti vation of the enormous shambn* which produced corn and millet in great abundance for the lucky mem bers of the close corporation. That the{£ was a suKtie poison At What would he give for you?” Mao- work somewhere in this social cos- ■R emf I • riy try u Closter asked, jerking his beard, over his shoulder. . “He said he wouldn't'-give three pounds,” answered Andrea in a still, small voice.' She began to cry. MacCloster’s eyes grew round with fright. “Oh, come now," he protested. “Here you’ve been hours without even thinking of that d ——d old trick. Stop it!” he roared suddenly. “Stop it or I’ll mash your head in.” "I wish you would,” sobbed Andrea and cried harder than ever. MacCloster rolled his eyes heaven ward as though he implored aid. “Lis ten," he said, talking into the sky. “Listen and I’ll tell you what I’ll do. Are you listening?” “Yes,” gasped Andrea. “Well," said MacCloster. "You’ve been a lot. of trouble to me and a big lo«a. You can’t expect a dry mao to forget a whole caee of echaeppei Now I’m going to let you write him a oote end If you ran get him to give three cm«ee ef fie for you. why he erne have jam. 4 w him.” Aectram luq^eA crytmg rat m 1 - J AeAmoR hee vy«* wfM hev j Mrty B*#*m hM Mara woe • | o m* >»wA ia he# Rara ilmi mmm* I mography was evidenced by the fact that while there was always a long waiting list of recruits for the estab lishment there was also a tendency on the part of many natives to face star vation rather than accept the ques tionable intrusion of the white jnan in the intimate structure of their family life. It was further evidenced-by an abnormal apathy which seemed to possess MacCloster’s people in direct proportion to their increasing well-fed and lazy sleekness. This, however, was a phenomenon that did not trouble him so long as there was a constant demand In ex cess of the supply of marriageable girls; 00 the contrary, while It puzzled him, he welcomed it as making toward the easy enforcement of a strict dis- cipline. In til matters that affected the Internal life of the strange camp, he was sole arbiter beyood any cavil Hag. tad a martinet. Aadrra could have tekra a ree oraahiy calm Mtervm M all the detail* that rruwded M her attranra draiac he# rapid pragma MM Me huest ef MW Meter a oteaugA « l Red R eea teem Am aa MMArat MMUPvataMad aR Re# Mg# gRd MgiqgaARra iomR#d M# •mr ewd eRRM aoraAsed ra Mow ra w wra a ream tP raa*. A r*rae MaRRat. a vMp pad inoAM# vur a d|pp#v mada of R awaRRM *Rai Riled wrk raad, avsdratty Mtewd*d Be# Me Red ef A coeRMog-Rro. TE# oMf tigRi raam frera a cett— oVk MM la aa epea verael filled wt*R all from I Re caeier heea. “There yoa are, Sloele." raid Mac* CUieier, la Rit aew oily voice, "every thing yoa caa poesibty nee«l and w how ever yoa went to gn out. ail you have to do Is to climb down and go through my room. You won’t have to do your own rooking for a day or two; IT1 send your scoff up." Andrea’s heart sank to deptha that It had never reached before; her lower lip trembled and drew down at the corners. “Now, don’t look so glum," sal! Mao Closter, leering at her. “Just remem ber that you couldn’t be safer in h 1 than you are here!” He turned and left her wijth a laugh at his own .joke. The measured “Ha l Ila! Ha!—Ha! Ha! Ha!” reverberat ed through the interminable mazes of the entombed tree. More than ever it seemed the mocking laugh of thirty voices, chanting In unison. She threw herself full length, face-down, on the grass mat and covered her ears with her hands. Presently bodily exhaus tion came to her aid and she merci fully slept. m Hours later she awoke to a feeling that she had been definitely summoned by her subconsclouffnelf to face an im minent danger. Night hmd fallen and Its peace had set led on the cratl la general, but there was no peace .in th# great cals. Out of IflfCTMrkrTTddM arose through the whispering atlllaem a orriee of moo> trora th# nerve*. _ t Skaa’t Liniment It very cflecttve alUyinff externa! petnt, tehee, stiff jomte. eore got neuritis, sculxt. rheumatic Keep a big bottle always on hand for family use. Druggists everywhere Jk. 70c, ILEX Sloans Liniment fferp it handy Far CROUP, COLDS, INFLUENZA A PNEUMONIA Mother, should ke#p • Jar of Br»m«', Vapo- b nth* ttelve eonvenUot. When (.roup, Inin- enza or pDeumooi* threaten, this dellubtfnl ,»!▼# nibbed well Into the throel, sheet and nnder tbe arm,, will rellera theebokiaf, break congestion end promote rdetfnl sleep. BRAHE'S SALVE wax nor sum mr curates ■Oa, •*, eed |1S* M eS dne aterM ev amt Bn,me Drag Co. N. WUkeeboro, N. C. HEALS . SORES T f**I It my duty to writ# you a letter ir wonderful Peterson’* a running tort on any year. I begun to uoe nt thro# wooka ago and r i ■ Peterson • Ointment. I had l* ft log for one yc Puteruon’o Ointment now It la hoaiod.**—A. C. OUkreM. Bora At.. Erie pu. (to a large boi of Fl rnrara. macte#ta a. rrraR of a Mai ora Than crara a RRraft M# rraaimral ** rat wmm ie oeea ranora M wra aRev. r l ♦*.. « v I *w -Mi *%mWWr • a* vv nw PI so a oMWb. Ran ^