Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 85, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 January 1920 — Page 6

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WHITE MAN

By George Agnew Chamberlain

Author of "Home,” "Through Stained Claes.” "John Bogardus,” etc.

SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I.—Andrea Pellor, handeoma teuxhtar of Lord Pellor, impecunious aristocrat. Is doomed to marry an iUlt•rate but wealthy middle-aged diamond mine owner. She disconsolately wanders from her hotel in South Africa and discovers an aviator about to fly from the beach. Impulsively, of course imagining that the trip will be merely a pleasant excursion, and a welcome relief from thoughts of her impending loveless marriage, she begs to be taken for a flight, although she does not know him. He •omewhat unwillingly agrees, and they •tart. CHAPTER ll.—When she realises her unknown aviator is not golag back Andrea in desperation tries to choke him with one of her stockings. He thwarts her and they sail on into the very heart of Africa. Landing in an immense craal, Andrea finds the natives all bow in worship to her mysterious companion, sne Is given a slave boy, “Bathtub, and the White Man sets about building a hut for her. CHAPTER lll.—Andrea is ve " * glimpse of the home which is to be hers, and wonders at its completeness. White Man invites her to dinner that evening, and In spite of the fact that he has refused to take her back to civilisation Andrea accepts his invitation, but he continues deaf to her pleading that he restore her to her friends. CHAPTER IV.—Andrea is awakened from sound sleep next morning by loud pounding on her doorway and li told to prepare for a day’s hunt with White Man. She thoroughly enjoys the exciting trip and begins to understand more of he ••host’s'” character and the reason for his apparently ruthless slaughtering of animals. He is providing for the force of blacks he employs and who look to him for sustenance. CHAPTER V.—Andrea, worrying over her deplorable lack of change of clothing. Is surprised and delighted when a trunk, loaded with everything in the way of clothing dear to the feminine heart, is dropped at her doorway by stalwart natives and she Is told by white Man that they are hers. White Man by a skillful shot saves her from the attack of a sable bull and she Is fast becoming reconciled to her fate after eight days In the craal. CHAPTER Vl.—On another expedition the donkey on which Andrea is mounted runs away with her and she is for a moment made ridiculous. White Man explains the African method of wife pur. chase “obolo.”' She is horrified. Afterward'she listens to the report of native runners that a herd of elephanta Is In the district and Is Invited to the hunt by White Man. They start down a croco-dile-Infested stream for the scene of the hunt.

CHAPTER VII. They started out, a skeleton cavalcade. The three wizened ones led the way and Andrea measured their importance by the fact that they carried M’sungo’s battery of rifles, respectfully surrendered by the gunbearers as a fitting tribute from onlookers to men who were hunters in their own right. M’sungo nodded toward them and spoke to Andrea over his shoulder. “The old boys are my brothers in arms and they carry the guns as a sort of Insignia. When it comes down to business they’ll slip them to the trained bearers.” Behind Andrea came Marguerite, his attendant before and Bathtub after him; then followed the gunbearers, a single tracker and a single waterboy. No hangers-on were allowed * ev.en to see the cortege from the craal. Over one shoulder Bathtub carried slung a cracker tin, container of all the food allotted to the day. In ten minutes’ march they came to the river which, in spite of its proximity to the camp, Andrea now saw for the first time! Often she had suggested to M’sungo that she wished to visit it, but on every occasion his lips had set in a straight line and he had invented manifold reasons for keeping her from its shores. The most efficacious of these arguments , were snakes and crocodiles, but while she conceded the strength of those two deterrents she could not escape from an intuitive’ belief that there was something else —some other and ranking cause in the back of M’sungo’s mind.

The river was a treacherous-looking stream, deep, sluggish, bordered for the most part by flat-topped banks. Where its shores were broken into shelving slopes these were covered with a towering growth of feeds and matted elephant grass. There was a sand-spit here and there and on edch were lying what appeared to be logs cast up by flood. As the expedition reached the crest of the bank, thereby coming into full view of the river, the logs, one by one, elevated themselves a foot into the air through all their length and moved silently, swiftly, horribly into the water. Andrea caught her breath. She had seen crocodiles in captivity, but never like thfs, never free to scurry on distorted legs, to sink silently into murky depths and lurk. “White Man,” she whispered, “are they as awful as they look?” “They are,” he answered. “It is pretty generally accepted that more natives succumb to crocs in Africa annually than to any other one cause, not excepting famine and smallpox. It sounds unbelievable until you know the native mind. A map will pe taken at a certain crossing and half an hour later you may see his companions

leisurefir wading the stream the same place. The explanation is that they consider that the victim lost his life solely by reason of the cheap brand of ‘medicine’ he carried. Each one is convinced that his own bit of stone, rag or twisted wood is the real thing and nothing can dissnade him until the moment when he too is snatched under.” .. j “How ghastly,” said Andrea, ‘and how pitiful.” “Yes, it is,” said M’sungo, and added: “Sort of knockout to faith, isn’t it? But even crocs have character. There are certain crossings swarming with them where they are known to be friendly and where no one has ever been attacked.” By the time he finished speaking the natives had baled out a wide, clumsy scow and M’sungo nodded to Andrea to slide down the slippery landing chute and climb in. She was worried as to how Marguerite was to be managed when, to her delight, four blacks picked him up bodily and deposited him in the center of the leaky craft. He did not deign to more than half

Propelled Laboriously Up-Stream by Poles.

open his eyes. Propelled laboriously up-stream by poles and then across by clumsy paddles, it took them the best part of half an hour to make the opposite landing. Andrea was surprised that M’sungo's impatience seemed to be dying down, and said so. “Oh,” he explained, “there’s no great hurry. We aren’t after antelope, you know. Three out of every five eleplants shot are killed at the noon hour. If the one we are after is traveling, we’ll Lever, never see him, for he 11 think nothing of ninety miles as a day’s stroll. If he’s feeding, and that’s the probability in this case, we’ll come up with him at the heat of the day under a big tree dozing and lazily fanning himself with his ears.” The country across the river was a contrast to anything Andrea had seen. It was what M’sungo called mangy; totally bare in spots and breaking out in others into thorn thickets or oases of thick brush. Farther upstream was a forest of high straight trees, much higher than the tembas, but Inland this towering growth suddenly fell to a low level of bush that cut a gray line along the horizon. The band of gray was broken here and there by the black dome of a tree. M’sungo followed the direction of Andrea’s eyes. “That long gray patch,” he said, “that’s elephant bush, but Lord knows when we’ll get there.” The wizened men led them upstream and soon they were in the deep shade of the high foreSt, but not for long. In ten minutes they traversed it, for it was nothing but a tongue, a long screen extending from elephant bush to river. Scarcely had they left its shelter when the three hunters paused and with them M’sungo. Andrea pressed forward. The soggy ground was pock-marked with great holes of varying sizes; the smallest a foot in circumference, the largest, three. “Females and youngsters,” murmured M’sungo in explanation, “all trash.” He stood quite still, his eyes traveling rapidly over a wide radius, pausing suddenly when the tracker thoughtfully touched a grass blade with his toe or another boy solemnly measured a spoor with his feet placed one ahead of the other, looked up inquiringly and retired in confusion at the kindly sneer on the faces of the hunters. “Why are you waiting?" asked Andrea impatiently. M’sungo flashed a look at her. “Waiting?” he whispered. “We’re not waiting. Every man here, according to his lights, is reading. You saw that cheeky gunbearer measure a spoor and then withdraw with a hangdog look. He thought he had spotted a male bull. He has made himself ridiculous for a year. Tonight you’ll hear the camp telling the joke on him over and over again. But the tracker touches a blade of grass bent one way with his toe and presently you’ll see him with a twig broken in the opposite direction. There he jpes now. He looks as if he were day-dreaming, doesn’t he?” Andrea nodded. “Well, be isn’t.” continued M’sungo.

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‘By now he has read the whole sfoi*y. He knows how many females made this mess of a trail and how many young. He knows when they came and when they went. He could fill in their stay with a dozen incidents, each one complete in itself, such ns where a youngster slipped, fell, squealed and got spanked by bls mother. But such trimmings of details impress themselves only on his subconscious mind. In reality bls whole attention is fixed on the main chance. By the season of the year he knows that this herd is not traveling alone. The track of the males Is nearby. If we didn’t have the three old hunters we would go up the bank of the river until we struck It, but we don’t have to because they found it by chance this morning at the first streak of dawn."

While he talked, the tracker studied, the three wizened sat aloof, taking snuff. Now, at a nod from M’sungo, they arose and proceeded swiftly along the margin of the big trees. Presently they swerved to the left and plunged through undergrowth to a well-marked puth. In the fine dust of that runway Andrea saw the Identical monster spoor that the old black had drawn with his finger on the ground beside her breakfast table. Another halt was called. The tracker squatted by one spoor and then another. He held up three “All males?” said M’sungo. The tracker nodded. “Big ones?" said M’sungo, with that half-smile of exaltation. The boy grinned. M’sungo touched the edge of the mighty spoor with his toe. “M culo? “Stalecka!” murmured the tracker, and rolled his eyes up into the trees.

“He says it’s a whopper,” whispered M’sungo, and promptly went into action. He took off his jacket and jersey, roiled up his sleeves and tightened his belt. The tracker stripped to his breech-clout and took from one of the wizened a slender-shafted assegai. The three old hunters laid aside the rifles they had been carrying and the gunbearers quietly picked them up. M’sungo turned to Andrea. “Get on the donkey,” he ordered. When she was mounted her eyes were on a level with his own. “Listen,” he said. “You'll ride now, because when we strike the bush you can’t. Please listen. because from now until the kill nobody is going to speak to you and if you should say a word out loud you might get six inches of spear in the excitement of the moment.” “Go ahead; I won’t speak,” said Andrea, and pressed her lips together. “When you begin to get hot,” continued M’sungo, “just take off what you don’t want and drop it. We people ahead can’t lose anything if we try. The ‘boys’ used to pick up my dead matches until I stopped them. When you come to the bush, shed your skirt, get off Marguerite and leave him. Walk lightly and hang on till you drop. If you last long enough, you’ll see me take the big gun. That’s the beginning of the end and when it happens you are to do just one thing. Look around you. Somewhere near you are bound to see a big tree looming out of the bush. Go to it, hug it, stay with it whatever happens till I call you.” A moment later, they were off at a terrific pace, the tracker in the lead, M’sungo next, then the gunbearers, Andrea, and after her the tagging rest. For hours they kept on without a break or a pause. Andrea watched M’sungo’s long stride, fascinated by its unvarying pendulum swing. The gunbeafers took shorter steps. They walked pivoting on the ball of the foot; just before each step, their heels jerked inward sharply for the thrust back. She leaned forward: (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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Marguerite had his eyes wide open. He seemed to be breathing softly, as though he, too, were bent on playing the game. Quite suddenly they came out of the forest into a broken mangy space. The heat and glare was terrific. Here and there were scraggy groups of thorn, apparently burnt up by the sun, but in reality very much alive. To one side, an enormous acacia cast its grateful blot of shade. The tracker, pausing at last, looked straight up, transfixed in arf eloquent pose. Andrea followed his gaze. At an incredible height she saw a branch, freshly broken. Her reason battled with Incredulity; it told her that only one thing could have reached the branch and snapped it —the up-flung trunk of the rearing beast they were following. For the.first time in her life, measuring again that height, she felt actual awe. M’sungo cast a glance over his shoulder. His face was alight, his eyes shone with a swimming brilliance. A few minutes later they came to the ragged edge of the elephant bush. The tracker cast left and right with quick, jerky steps. Here the three bulls had separated; joyful sign, for it showed Intention to feed. The tracker came to a halt, dropped the tip of his assegai shaft to a chosen spoor. M’sungo looked back at Andrea impatiently. She threw herself from Marguerite’s back and hastily stripped off her jersey, unbuttoned her skirt and let it falL She stood in helmet, khaki shirt and breeches, puttees and tightly laced boots —an adorable study in brown. But M’sungo had no time for artistic effects; he turned from her with a nod and plunged into the bush in the wake of the tracker.

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DITCH NOTICE To Paul Hoffman, Henry Kopka, Samuel R. Stoller, Eugene Schladenhaufter, John Schladenhauffer, T. Lono Snyder, Daniel Jackson Buts, Samuel T. King and Mrs. King (whose Christian namie is unknown), his wife; Anna Zbinden, William SChleman, Charles Murdock, C. B. Gordon, Charles Franks and all others concerned. You are each hereby severally notified that a petition has beenfiled with the clerk of the circuit court of Pulaski county, Indiana, by Joseph Pelsey et al, asking for the location of a drainage in Salem township, Pulaski county, Indiana, and in Gillam township, Jasper county, Indiana, over and upon the following route, to-wit: Commencing at or near the southwest corner of the northwest quarter (%) of the northeast quarter (%) of section twelve (12), township twenty- nine (29) north, ranige five (5) west, in Jasper county, Indiana, at or near the source of the Paris H. Lawrence et al ditch, thence running in an easterly and southeasterly direction along, with and over anid upon the route of said Lawrence ditch, and ending in the Tony L. Ketman et al ditch, at the most practical point in the southeast quarter ( )of the northeast [quarter (%) pf sectiou fourteen (14), township twentynine (29) north, range four (4) west, in Pulaski county, Indiana; to deepen the original channel of said Lawrence ditch, and widen the same wherever it may be necessary to make said ditch a sufficient outlet for the lands and highways sought to be drained by said petition. Said petition was filed in the clerk’s office of Pulaski county, Indiana, on the 9th day of January, 1920, and the same will come up for docketing as a cause pending' before the Pulaski circuit court of Pulaski county, Indiana, on Monday, February 16, 1920. Given under my hand and the seal of skid court this 9th day of January, 1920. G. H. COLLINS, Clerk Pulaski Circuit Court. H. A. Ames & Reidelbach Bros., Attorneys.

An armload of old papers for 5 c at The Democrat office.

HUGH KIRK.

1200 Acre Farm for Sale I Also Stock and Tools I The undersigned. Intending to move to the eastern part of ■ the state, will offer their farm and personal property at public I sale at residence, 1 mile south of Parr, 8% miles northwest of Rensselaer, commencing at 11 a m., on I FRIDAY » JAN - 23 > >2 ° ■ Farm consists of 200 acres, all in cultivation except 35 acres I in pasture and timber. There is 8 acres of wheat and 20 acres I of rye now out on farm, and 40 acres of newly seeded timothy I meadow. Land is fairly well drained; has two sets of improveI ments—B-roojn hchee good as new with basement, barn 30x36 I with shed and crib ooj, end 20x30, one double crib, chicken house, I wash house with good cistern and engine room 14x20, smokefl house, good well. Other set of improvements consists of good I 6-room house with basement and pantry, barn 30x52 with crib I and shed 14x20, Chicken house, hog shed, crib, wash-house 14x14, 2 good wells, two orchards and some small fruit. Farm lies 1 I mile south of Parr on good gravel road. Farm will be sold first. Prospective purchasers can see farm at any time before sale by calling premises. ■ I . I Livestock Consisting of O Hea’d of Cattle— l black cow 6 years old, with I calf by side; 1 black cow, pasture bred; 1 brindle cow 4 years old, pasture bred; 1 2-year-old heifer; 4 spring calves, heifers. 8 I Head of Hogs— 7 brood sows, will farrow in March; 1 male hog, wt about 200 pounds. 2 Bred Ewes. I Implements and Wagons - 1 wagon with triple box; 1 set dump boards; 1 hay rake; 1 I fanning mill; 1 iron kettle; 1 spring wagon; 1 7-foot disc; 1 force I pump; 1 double shovel plow; 1 potato plow; some hay in barn; I 400 white oak posts: some household and kitchen furniture, and ■ numerous other articles. < TERMS — On personal property, 10 months’ credit on sums I over $lO will be given, with 6% interest from date If paid when I due, if not paid when due 8% interest charged from date; purI chaser giving good bankable note; under $lO cash in hand; 2% I off for cash-when to credit. Terms on farm made known on day of sale. I E. E. Harshberger&Son W. A. MCCURTAIN, Auctioneer. ■ E. P. LANE, Clerk. Hot Lunch on Grounds.

PUBLIC SALE Having sold my farm and will leave the state, I will sell at public auction at 'my residence, 11 miles northeast of Rensselaer, 3% miles southwest of Gifford, near the Independence school ihouse, on WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 1920, the following personal property: 7 Head of Horses — 1 black horse •7 years old, a good worker; 1 grey mare coming 4 years old, a good general purpose mare; 1 black mare, smooth mouith, a good brood mare; 1 black mare, smooth mouth, good worker; 1 bay miare, smooth mouth; 1 brown or dark bay mare, smooth mouth; 1 grey gelding, smooth im/outh. All of these aged horses are in good flesh and serviceably sound and will do. lots of work. 14 Head of Cattle — 1 roan Shorthorn cow, will be 'fresh soon; 1 Holstein cow, giving good flow of milk; 1 Polled Durham cow, with young calf by side; 1 Polled Angus cow, giving good flow of milk; 1 Hereford cow, giving good flow of milk; 1 Shorthorn cow, will be fresh lit spring; 1 White Face cow, will be fresh by day of sale; 1 black cow 4 years old, giving milk; 1 black cow, will be fresh by day of sale; 1 red cow, will be fresh in February; 1 Hereford bull, coming 2 years old; 1 Hereford bull calf, 1 coming 2-year-old steer; 2 coming yearling heifers. 45 Head of Hogs— 7 grade brood sows, farrowed 71 pigs last spring and 65 this fall; 38 feeding shotes. Farm Implements— 1 truck wagon, in good order; 1 walking breaking plow; 1 McCormick mowing machine; 1 Gale sur e-drop corn planter with 100 rods of wire and fertilizer attachment that has never been unpacked; 1 Hoosier endgate seeder, with grass seed attachment, also seeder cart—seeder is as good as new; 1 Superior five-hoe disc grain drill; 1 Champion potato digger; 1 Champion potato planter;

Bred Sow Sale 55—HEAD IMMUNED—SS Big Type Poland Chinas 25, sired by Kindig’s Buster, by Giant Buster. 17 sired by Orphan Wonder Price, by Wonder Lad. 8 sired by A Buster Wonder, by William’s Wonder. 2 sired by Long Chief Again, by Long Chief. 1 sired by Big Prospect, by Giant Prospect. 1 sired by Big Sam, by Mouw’s Wonder 2nd. L sired by Giant Master, by Masterpiece, Of this list 8 are tried sows, the rest are spring gilts, bred to K’s Clansman, by The Clansman, and to A Long Chief, by Long Chief Again. EXTRA 30—HEAD CHOICE FALL PIGS—3O These pigs are immuned and sired by K’s Clansman and Orphan Wonder Price. Wed’sday, Jan. 28, ’2O Sale will be held in the Reinhart Sale Barn, Kentland, Indiana, beginning at 11:30 a. m., regardless of weather. SAMUEL G. KINDIG Auctioneers — COL. HARVEY WILLIAMS M SCHUH COL. R. E. COBLE HENRY RUSSELL WRITE FOR A CATALOG

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY Hl, |MW.

1 potato cutter; 2 2-section harrows; 1 hay rack; 1 set of dump boards, with attachment for hauling 1% yards; 1 disc cultivator; 1 Oliver riding cultivator; 1 walking cultivator; 1 set of Work harness; 1 combination vice and anvil; 1 50-gal. gas or oil tank. 12 Tons Hay—s or 6 tons of mixed hay, has a slight mixture of ,clover; 6 tons of straight timothy. Said hay was put up right and is in the barn. Some nice Yellow Dent seed corn. Also some household articles, including a good airtight heater, folding bed, gasoline stove, davenport and other articles. Terms — A credit of 10 months will be given on all sums over $lO, approyed notes to bear 6 % interest if paid at maturity, but if not so paid 8% interest will be Charged from date of sale; 2% off for cash when entitled to credit. JOHN M. DALE. W. A. McCurtain, Auct. R. D. Thomlpson, Clerk. Lunch by Aix Ladies’ Aid. J2l-24-28-31

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