i THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG. White Shado Copyright, 1920, by The Sentury Company; published by special arrangement with The McClure Newspaper Syndicate, ws In The By FREDERICK O'BRIEN Grelet wfld that the conch I had heard at night sounding off Oomoa must have been in a canoe or whale- boat bound for Hanavave, a valley a dozen miles away over the mountains, but only &n hour or so by sea. It might have brought a message of in- terest, or perhaps would be a con- veyance to my own valley, so in mid- forenoon we launched Grelet's whale- boat for a journey to Hanavave. Eight men carried the large boat from its shelter to the water, slung jon two short. thick poles by loops of rope through holes in prow and stern. It was as graceful as a swan, floating In the edges of the breakers. Driving it through the surf was cau- tious, skilful work, at which Grelet was a master. Haupupuu, who built the boat, a young man with the fea- tures of Bonaparte and a blase ex- pression, was at the bow, and three other Marquesans, with two Paumo- tan boys, handled the oars. There wae no wind and they rowed all the way spurting often for love of exclte- ment. e We skirted a coast of almost verti- cal cliffs crowned by cocoas, the faces of the rock black or covered above | the waterHne with vines and plants, green and luxuriant. Long stretches of white curtain and hugh pictures "In curfous outMnes were painted on the sable cliffs by sncrusted salt. There were ha.f a dozen indenta- tions In the bleak and rugged coast, each a little valley guarded by cliffs | on both sides, the natural obstacle to . neighborliness that made enemies of 1 Inhabitants of plains are Mountains make the clans, usually friendly. feuds. We passed the valley of Hana Ui, inhabited when Grélet came, and full of rich cotton-fields, now a waste with fever a soul In it. We passed Eue, tea, Tetio, Nanifepoto, Hana, Puaea d Mata Utuoa, all empty of the liv- §: graveyards and d.serted pae- es. Thousands made merry in them on the missionaries first recorded oir numbers. Near Matu Utuoa was a great nat- 1 bridge, under which the ocean shed 'in swirling currents, foam, d spray. Turning a shoulder of cliff, we entered the Bay of Vir- ns and were confronted with the nic architecture of Hanavave, Ps In ruins, once coral reefs and now thrust up ten thousand feet above the gea. Fantastic headlands, Jnassive towers, obelisks, pyramids, d needles were an extravaganza in k, monstrous and portentous. wering structures hewn by water d wind from the basalt mass of the and rose like colossi along the en- france to the bay; beyond, a glimpse Of great black battlements framed a hugh crater, A dangerous bay in the lee wind with a bad holding-ground. We man- veuvered for ten minutes to land, but the shelving beach of black stone with no rim of sand proved a | puzzle even to Grelet, We reached the stones again and again, only to be torn away by the racing tide. -At last we all jumped into the surf and swam ashore, except one man who anchored the whale-boat before fol- lowing us. The cance that had sounded the nch off Oomoa was lying on the Shale. and those who came in it were on the stones cooking breadfruit. The xillage, half a dozen rude straw shacks, stretched along a rocky Beyond ,it, in" a few acres losed by a fence, were a tiny jurch, two wretched wooden cabins, umbling kiosk, five or six old' men women squatting on the ground id a flock of dogs and cats. This the Catholic mission, tumbled- wn apd decayed, unpainted for fears, overgrown by weeds, marshy d muddy, passing to oblivion like file race to which it ministered. = Grelet and I found Pere Olivier Weeping out the church, cheerful, Bmming a cradle-song of the French peasants. He was glad to see us, though my companion was avowedly Ah pagar. Dwelling alone here with dying charges, the good priest oould not but feel a common bond 'With any, white man, whoever he t be. 'migh ight kiosk, to" which he took us, (proved to be Pere Oliver's eating- place, dingy, tottefing, and poverty- striken, furnished with a few cracked and broken dishes and rusty knives forks, the equipment of a miner [GF sheep-herder. Pere Olivier apolo- ed for the meagre fare, but we did I enough, with soup and a tin of led beef, breadfruit, and fete. # I led the talk to the work of the mission, + "We have been here thirty-five rs," sald Pere Olivier, "and rty. Ouro i first tried to estab- a church at" Oomoa, but failed. have seen there a stone founda- | 3 fines? Frere Fesal built that, with (8 Raratonga' islander who was a good 1 on, The two cut the stones and iped them. The valley of Qomoa #8 drunk. Rum was everywhere, palm namu was being made all time, and few people were ever r. There was a Hawaiian Pro- nt missionary there, and he was { good friends with Frere Fesal. ere was no French authority at lomoa, and the strongest man was 4 law. The whalers were worse E & i . A ¥ 4 hb TT IT es Relief From 'Sheumatism (® Cases of chronic or musculir { rheumatism are very much | benefitted by the application of . Chamberlain's Liniment. Mas- sage the parts well with- the I. | family of the dyin On that supports the wiid vanilla | | than the natives, and hated the mis- | slonaries. One day when the valley | was crazed, a native killed the Rara- jtonga man. You will find the mur- | derer living on Tahuata now. Frere { Fesal buried his assistant, and fled | here. { "That date was | Hanavave suffefed from cannibalism and extreme sorcery. The taua, the { pagan priest, was still powerful, how- | ever, | The men here conspired with the men {of Hanahouua to descend on Of, a | little village by the sea between here {and Oomoa. They had guns ofa sort, |'for the whalers had brought old and | rusty guns to trade with the Margue- | sans for wood, fruit, and fish. Frere | Fesal learned of the conspiracy, but { the men were drinking rum, ahd he was helpless 'he warriors went stealthily 'over the mountains and at | night lowered themselves from the | cliffs with ropes made of the fau. | There were only thirty people left in | Of, and the enemy cameo upon them {1p the dark like the wolf. Only one man escaped---. There he is now, en- tering the mission.' He stood in the rickety doorway and called, "Tutaiel, conte here!" An jold~ and withered man approached, |otie-eyed, the wrinkles of his face and | body abscuring the blue patterns of | tattooing, a shrunken, but hideous, | scar making a hairless patch on one | side of hls head. "I was on the beach pulling up my | canoe and taking out the fish I had { speared," said this wreck of a man, "Half the night was spent, and. every one was asleep except me. We Were a little company, for they had killed and eaten most of us, and others had | dled of the white man's curse. In the | night 1 heard the cries of the Hana- | vave and Hanahouua men who had | lowered themselves down the preci- | pice and were using their war-clubs ! the sleeping. "I was one man. I could do noth- | ing but die, and I was full of life. In | the darkness I smashed with a rock {all the canoes on the beach | mine. In my ears were the groans of | the dying, and the war-cries. I saw {the torches coming. I put the fish back in my canoe, and pushed out. "They were but a moment late, for I bave a hole in my head into which they shot a nail, and I have this crack in my head upon which they flung a stone. They could not follow me, for there were no canoes left. I paddled to Oomoa after a day, dur- ing which I did what I have no mem- ory of." "They had gu 8?" I asked him. "They had a few guns, but they used in them nails or stones, having no balls of metal. Their slings were worse. [I could sling a stone as big a5 a mango and kill a man, striking him fair on the head, at the distance those guns would shoot. We made our slings of the bark of the cocoa- nut-tree, and the stones, polished by we car- {on | rubbing against each other, j ried in net about the waist." "But if that stone broke your head, why did you no* die?" "A tatihi fixed my head. The nail in my leg he took out with a loop of Lair, and cured the wound." "Did you-not, lie in wait for those murderers?" Tutaiel hemmed and 'cast down his eye, "The French came then with sol- diers and made it so that if I killed any one, they killed me; the law, they call it. They did nothing to those warriors because the deed was dons before the KFreuach camre, I waited and thought. I bought a gun from a Whaler. But the time never came, "All my people had ©' d at thelr hands. - Six heads.they carried back to feast on the brains. They ate the brains ¢f my wife. I kept the names of those that I should kill. There was Kiihakia, who slew Moariniu, the blind man; Nakahania, who killed Hakaie,, husband of Tepeiu; Niana, who cut off the head of Tah.kea, who was their daughter and my woman; Veautetau should die for Takiahoka- ani, who was young and beautiful, who was the sister of my woman, I waited too long, for time took them all, and I alone survive of the people of Oi, or of those who killed them." "The vendetta between valleys-- called umuhuke, or the Vengeance of the! Oven--thus wiped out the people of Oi," commented Pere Oli- vier. "The skulls were kept in ban- lan-trees, or in the houses. Frere Fesal started the mission here and | built that little church. There were | plenty of people to work among. But | now, after thirty years I have been { here, they are nearly finished. They | have no courage to £0 on, that is {all. C'est un pays sans I'avenir. The 8 never weep. They feast of the dead, a rite, no more. red of life." It was Stevenson who thought that | "the calling of the mgst healthful, if | not the most humane, of field sports | --hedge warfare--' had much to do | with depopulation. Either- horn of | the dilemma is dangerous to touch. | It is unthinkable, perhaps, that white | conquerors should have allowed the Marquesans to follow their own cus- | toms of warfare. But changeg in the | customs of every race must come | from within that race or they will de- | stroy it. The essence of life is free- dom, Any one'who has read their past and kpows them now must admit that the Marquesans have not beén improved in morality by their con- tact with the whites. Alien customs | have been' forced upod them. And they are dying for lack of expres- | sion, ~Rationally and individually, Disease, of course, is the weapon that { kills them, but it finds its victims un- garded by hope or desire to live, will- ing to meet death haif way, the grave | ®ather to eat the (and the crying is | These people are ti and- his gods demanded victims, i save | xiv ~--Man-Eating Sharks in Hanavave ves Catch the Monsters and How Red Sword Fish, Was Cur h spear or hook and |fish among these caves and rocks by | with a | How the Nati about the last | great sport wit line, We speared a dozen kinds of fish, | specially the cuttlefish and sunfish, the latter more for fun and practice {than food. They are huge masses, | these pig-like tailless clowns among the graceful families of the ocean, | with thelr small mouths and clumsy- | looking bodies, byt they made a fine | target at which to-Taunch harpoon or | ®pear from the dancing bow of a | canoe. Keeping one's balance is the | finest art of the - Marquesan fisher- | man, and he will stand firm whils the boat rises and falla, rolls and pitches, {his body swaying and balancing with the nice 'adjustment that is second | nature to him. It is an art that | should be learned in childhood. | Many were the splashes into the salt | se. that fell to my lot as I practised ft, one- moment standing alert with poised spear in the sunlight, the next fover-whelmed with the and striking out on the surface again | amid the joyous, unridiculing laugh- | ter of my merry companions. | Wearying of the spear, we trolled {for swordfish with hook and line, or used the baitless hook to entice the | sportful albicore, or dolphin, whose {curving black bodies splashed the | sea about us. A piece of mother-of- | pearl about six inches long and three- quarters of an inch wide was the It [for him. Carefully cut apd polished | to resemble the body of d fieh, there { was attached to it on the comeave side a barb of shell or bone about an inch or an inch-and a half tn length, fas- ened by faufee fibre, with a few hog' | bristles inserted. The line was dr ve through the hole where the barb was fastened and, being braided along the inner side of the pearl shank, was tied again at the top, forming a chord to the arch. Thus when the beguiled {dolphin took the hook and strained {the line, he secured himself more | firmly on the barb. This is the best fish-hook, as it is perhaps the oldest, ever invented, {and I have found it in many parts of | the South Seas, but never more art- | fully made than here on Hanavave. | It needs no'bait, and is a fascinating {sight "tor the big fish, who | ever discover the fraud unti] too late, The line was attached to a bam- | boo cane about fifteen feet long, and | standing in the stern of the canoe, I { handled this rod, allowing the hook Te S to touch the water, but not to sink Behind me my companions, in their red and yellow pareus, pushed the { boat through.the water with gentle | strokeg of their oars, When I saw a fish approaching, they became active, the canoe raced across the sparkling Sea, and the hook, as it skimmed along the surface, looked for all the world -like a flying fish, the bristles simulating the tail. Soon the hasten- | ing dolphin fell upon it, and then | eame the tug-of-war, bamboo pole | straining and bending, the line now | taut, now relaxing, as the fish lung- ed, and the paddlers watching with | eries of excitement until he was haul- ed over the side, wet and flopping, a feast for half a dozen. One never-to-be-forgotten- after- noon we ran unexpectedly upon whole school of dolphins a few miles outside the bay, and before the sun sank I had brought from the sea twenty-six large fish. Some of these were magnificent food-fish, weighing 150 to 200 pounds, We had to send for two cances to help bring in this miraculous draught, and all the population of the valley rejoiced in the supply of fresh and appetizing food. a The Marquesan methods of fishing Are not so varied today as when their valleys were filled with happy people delighting in all forms of exercise and prowess and needing the fish to supplement a scanty diet. For many weeks jefore I came, they said, no man had gone fishing. There were so few natives that the trees supplied them all with enough to eat, and the melancholy Marquesan preferred to sit and meditate upon his paepae rather than to fish, except when ap- petite demanded it. There is a poly- nesian word that means "hungry for fish," and today it is only when this word rises to their "tongues or thoughts that they go eaferly to the 8ea or to the tooth-lke base of the cliffs. Often we took large quantities of The name "Bayer" = Aspirin is Eke Sterling on rer It witively green water, remove he: hardly ! capturing them in bags, using a | ooden fan as weapon. Thé sport | |called for a cool head, marvelous | i lungs, and skill.. It was extremely | dangerous, as the sharks were num- | { ators where fish were plentiful, and | the angler must needs be under the | water, in the shark's own domain. | | The best hand and head for this | | sport in all Hanavave was a girl, | | Kikaak!, a name which means Miss Impossibility She was not' 'hand- some, pave with the beauty of youth | and abounding health, but her wide | mouth and bright eyes were Intelli- gent and laughter-loving. | | Starting early in' the morning, we | would go tw the edge of the bay, | where the coral rites from the ocean [floor in fantastic shapes and builds strange grottoes'and cells at the feet of the basalt rocks, While I held tha canoe, Miss Impossibility would apeiess calico wrapper, and attired only in scarlet pareu, her hair piled high on her bead and tied With the 'white filet of the cocoanut- i palm, she would go overboard in one curving dive, a dozen feet or.more beneath the sea When shadowed by t her through its g | and the ater was quiet cliffs, I could reen translucence, swi ing te the coral lairs of the is iat gleamed in the reflected, penetrating sunlight. Walking on | the sandy bottom, a hand net of straw in one hand, and a stick shaped 'lke | a fan in the other, she would cover & crevice with the net and with the fan urge the fish {nto it. ' Foolish as was their conduct, the fish appeared to be deceived by the lure, or. made helpless by fear for! they streamed into the receptacle as Miss Impossibility beat the water or | the coral. She would have seenyed to me well named had I never on her at the sport | She would usually stay beneath | the water a couple of minutes, ris- ing with her cateh to rest for a mo- meat or two with her hand on the edge of the boat, breathing deeply, | before she went down again. Los- {ing sight of her among the under- | waier 'caves one day, I waited for what semed an eternity. 1 cannot fay how long she was gone, for as | the time lengthened seconds became | minutes and minutes 'and hours, while I was torn between diving after er amd remaining ready for emer- gency in the boat. When at last she came to the surface, she was nearly dead with exhaustion, and I had to lift her into the canoe, She sald her | | hair had been caught in the branch- | ing coral, and that she had been barely able to wrench it free before her strength was gone. I went down with her several times, but could not master the art of entrapping the fish, and was over- come with feur when I had entered {one of tlie dark caves and heard a terrible splashing nearby it a shark had struck the coral in ate! | tempting to enter my hazardous re- fuge. Even. Miss Impossibility had not | the 'courage to face a shark; yet! every time she-dived she risked meet. | ing one. Red Chicken had killed | | ona at this very spot a few weeks earlier The danger even to a man | armed with knife wag that the! shark would obstruct exit from al cave, 'or come upon him suddenly | from behind. "Aye!" raid R "You have neve the mako? Epo! show ydu." On the following day when the sun was shining brightly, several of us went in a canoe to a place beneath the cliffs haunted by the sharks, and there prepared to'snare one. A rope of hibiscus was made fast to a jag- ged crag, and a noose at the other end was held by Red Chicken, who stood on the edge of a great boulder eagerly watching while others strew- ed pig's entrails in the water to en- tice a victim from the dark caves. At length a long gray shape slid from the shadows and wavered below our feet. Instantly Red Chicken Slip- ped from the rock, slid noiseleasly beneath the water, and slipped the oy n as ed Chicken, one day. r seen a man fight Tomorrow we shall { heads protruding | side the shark and ta + Ma | the well-filled stomachs and thor- | | oughly satisfied appetite of the shirk. {| Red Chicken replied, however, that | | to libraries. { wretch instead of the fairl | ments. | papillae on hig skin like thorns, and | | stain. { puffs himself up and eats his way | leaving the shark piddled and leaky, {one of the most th ; Attractions in these trophics, if omly noose over the shark's tail before it knew thad he was nearby. The others, whose hands were on the ONLY TABLETS MARKED "BAYER" ARE ASPIRIN " Not Aspirin at All without the "Bayer Cross" rope, tightened it on the instant, and of "Bayer Tablets of Aepirin™ which eee Ee Te , Chicken, Wounded by a ed by a Native Doctor. yell of triumph hauled the lashing, fighting demon upon the rocks, where he struggled gasping until he died. ' There was still another way of catching sharks, Red Chicken said, and being now excited with the sport and eager to show his skill, he in- sisted upon displaying it for my bene- fit, though I who find small pleasure | in vicarious danger, would have dis- | suaded him. For this exploit we | must row to the cofal caves, where | | the man-eating fish stay often lying in. the -grottoes, only thelr into the sun-lit | water, { Here we manceuvered until the long, evil-looking snout was geen; then Red Chicken went Quietly over the side of the canoe, descended be- | pped him sharp- ly on the head. The fish turned | swiftly to.see what teased him, and in the same split-second of time, over bis fluke went the noose, and Red | Chicken was up and away, while his | companions on a nearby cliff pulled | In the rope and killed the shark with spears in shallow water. Red Chic- | ken said that he had learned this art | from a Samoan, whose people were | cleverer Killers of sharks than the juesans. It could be dong only the shark was full-fed, satis- 1 lazily wh n | fied, and lazy. | I had seen the impossible, but I4 Was to hear a thing positively incred.- | ible. While Red Chicken sat breath. | ing deeply in the canoe, filled with | | pride at my praises, and the others were contriving means of carrying | home 'the shark teat, I observed a | number of fish swimming around and | through the coral eaves, and jumped | to the conclusion that from their | presence Red Chicken had. deduced | they were a fish never eaten by | Sharks, and offeréd an explanation to | which 1 listened politely, but with | absolute unbelief. Imagine with | what surprise I found Red Chicken's | tale repeated in a book that I read some time later when I had returned | 'There is a fish, the Diodon anten- | natus, that-gets the better of the shark in a curious manner. He can | { blow himself up by taking in air and | he becomes a bloated | y decent | thing that he is in his normal mo- | He can bite, he can make ai noise with his jaws, and can eject water from his mouth to some dis- tance. Besides all this, he erects water, until secrets in the skin of his belly a car- | mine fluid that makes g permanent | Despite all these defences, if | the shark is fool enough to heed no warning and to eat Diodon, the latter clean through the shark to liberty, and, indeed, dead." Should this still be doubted, my new authority is Charles Darwin. After his display of skill and dar- ing--and, as I thought, vivid imagin- atlon--Red Chigken became my spe- cial friend and guide, and on one, oc- casion it was our being together, per haps, saved his life, and afforded me rilling moments of my own. 7 4 He and I had gone in a canoe after nightfall to spear fish. outside the Bay of Virgins. Night fishidg has its for the freedom from severe heai. the glory of the moonlight or star- light, and the waking dreams that come to one pon the sea, when the tance rests tranquil, the torch blazes, and {he fish swim to meet the har- poon. The night' was moonless, but | the sea was covered with phosphor- escence, sometimes a glittering ex- panse of light, and agaia black as velvet except where our canoe mov- ed gently through a soft and glamor- vus surface of sparkling jewels. A night for a loverq lady, and a luta. Our torch of cocoanut-husks and reeds, seven feet high, was fixed at the prow, so that it could be lifted up when needed to attract the fish or better to light the canoe. Red Chic- ken; In a scarlet pareu -fastened tly about his loins, stood at the row when we had reached his favo- ite spot off a point of land, wile I Then, guided with a paddle, noisetessly kop: the cance as statiouary as possibla. Light is a lure for many creatures of land ang s:a' and sky. The moth and the nat-whirl about a flame: the 2edbisd dasbos its body agains: the anghit glass ¢° the lonely tower; wild deer come 10 ree what has Siu Eroed tLe dark of .the forest. and fish 0 ~'fferen: k.ros leap at a tore h, Red * Ricken p.t a match to ous when we were all in readiness. The brilli- int gleam cleft the darkness and sent across the blackness of thew ter a eam that was a challenge io the car- iosity of the dozing lish. They hasten- ed toward us, and Red Chicken made meat of those who came within the tadius of his harpoon, so that within an hour or two our canoe was heap- ed with half a dozen kinds. Far off in the path of the flam- beau rays I saw the swordna leap- ing as they pursued small ish or gamboled for sheer joy in the lumin- ous alr. They seemed to be in pairs. I watched them lazily, with academic interest in their movements, until suddenly one rose a hundred feet away, and in his idle caper in the air I saw a Bulk so immense and a sword' of such amazing size that the me dumb. steel-clad through. 'Red Chickeniheld the torch to ob- serve him better, and shouted: "Apau! Look out! , Paddle fast svay!" ships pierced through and I needed no urging. I dug into the | glowing water madly, and the sound of fay paddle on the side of the canoe might have been heard hal? a mile away. It served no purpose. Suddenly haif a dozen of the swordfish degan Jumping aboutus, as If stirred to nger by our torch. I called. to Red Chicken to extinguish it. He had seized it to obey when 1 heard a splash and the came feceiv- ed a terrific shock. A tremendous bulk fell upow ft. With a sudden swing I was hurled into the &ir and fell twenty feet away. In the water [ heard a swish, and glimpsed tive giant espadon as he leaped agaih: I was unhurt, out fearéd for Red Chicken. He had cried out, as the canoe went under, but I found him by the outrigger, trying to right the craft. Together we succeeded, and when I had ousted some of the water, Red Chicken crawled in. "Papaoufaa! I am wounded slight- iy," he said, as I assisted him. "The Spear of the Sea has thrust me through." The torch was lost, but I felt a big hole in the calf of hig right leg. Blood Was pouring from the wound. I made a tourniquet of a and, with a small harpoon, twisted it until the flow of blood was stopped. by him, I paddled as tast as I could to the beach, on which there was little trouble in landing as the bay was smooth. Red Chicken did not utter a conr- plaint from the moment of his first outery, and when I roused others and he was carried to his house, he took the pipe handed him and smoked quietly. "The Aavehie was against him," sald an old man. Aavehie is the god of fishermen, who was always pro- pitiated by intending anglers in the polytheistic days, and who stil) had power. here was no white doctor on the island, nor had there been one for many years. There was pothing to do but call the tatihi, or native doctor, an aged and shriveled man whose whole body was an iptricate pattern of tattooing and wrinkles. He came at once, and with his claw-like ha cleverly drew together the edges of Red Chicken's wound and gummed | them in place with the juice of the ape, a bulbous. plant like the edible taro. Red Chicken must have suffer- ed keenly, for the ape juice is ex- ceedingly caustic, but he made, no protest, continuing to puff the pipe. Over the wound the tatihi applied a leaf, and bound the whole very care- fully with a bandage of tapa cloth folded in surgical. fashion, 2 About the mat on which Red Chle- ken lay the eldefs of the village con- gregated in the morgping to discuss the accident and teil tales while the pipe circulated. One had seen his friend plerced through the chest by a swordfish and instantly killed. Nu- merous Incidents of their eanoes be- ing sunk by these Savage Spears of the Sea were recited by the wise men who, with no books to bother them or written récords to dull their mem- ories, preserved the most minute re- collections of important events of the past. "Our fathers never went fishin until they had implored the favor of the gods," said Red Chicken "lI am a Catholic, but it may be the sea is so old, older than Christ, there obey the old gods we used-to worship. If that largest Spear of the Sea that we saw had attacked me or our boat, he would have killed us and Sunk the canoe, for he was four fath- oms long, and his weapon was as tall as I am." The tatihi nodded Lis head grave- ly. His soul was still in the keeping saw in Red Chicken's wound the ven- Stance of the unappeased Aavehie, Was amazed to find that Red Chiclten' had no fever, and was re- coveline rapidly. © Without modern medidine or knowledge of it, ihi had healed -the sufferer, an drew him®on to talk of his skill. His surgieal knbwledge was excel- lent; he knew the location of the vi- tal organs quite accurately from fre- Quent cutting up of bodles for eating. He had treated successfully broken boaes, spear-wounds through the body, holes knocked in skulls by the vicious, egg-sized slingstones. If the skull was merely cracked, with no smashing of the bone, he drilled holes at the end of each crack to prevent further cleavage and, replacing the skin he had folded back, bound the head with cooling leay ture to cure the brea pressure on the bra skull was in bits, his custom was to remove all these and, trimming the edges of the hole in the drainpan, to fit over it a neat disk of cocoanut- shell, return the scalp, and nurse the patient fo health. He had the tat- d I kflown of cases when in- lured brain matter was replaced with pig-brains, but admitted that the pat- ient in such cases became first vio. lently aiigry and then died. Lancing boils and abscesses with thorns had been his former habit, but he favored a nafl for the purpose powadays. Fearing lest fever should attack Red Chicken, he had prepared a de- coction from the hollow joints of the bamboo, which he administered in frequent doses from a cocoanut-gshell, It was milk-white, and became trans- Ifcent in water, like ~that beautiful variety of opal, the hypdrophane. There was a legend, said the tatihi that the knowledge of this medicine had beey gleaned from a dark man who had Sous on a ship many years before, and with this clue I recogniz- ed it as tabasheer, a febrifuge long known in India, nds | that the devils | es and left na- | sea or river and plung- er | rushed to the {ed into cold wat | But this pr | sary, Red Ch n got well rapidly, {and in a few days was walking about as ,usual, though with a thoughtful look in his eye that promised a soul-* | struggle with Pere Olivier, whose { new gods had not protected the fish- | erman against the gods of t he wea. 'WHY ANAEMIA PREVAILS | -------- The Strenuous Conditions of Life Tos day Are Responsible. | Mothers who remark that girls to- { day are more prone to anaemia than | the girls of a generation ago, should | look Jack at the surroundings fin { whichfthey and their companions | lived. © They would easily see the | reason in life's altered circumstances | to-day. | Now the schoolgirl's life is more | strenuous; her more numerous stu- dies are a severe' tax upon her | strength. Also, girls enter business soon after leaving school --at am | age when they most need rest and | outdoor life. Thely womdnly de- { velopment is hampered by the Stress | of working hours, hurried and often Ecanty meals. Girls are more liable | to bloodlessness to-day, but there is | this consolation that, whereas doc- necas= strip of my pareu | tors formerly regarded anaemia as | often incurable, the cures are now: | counted in tens of thousands. Such | medicines as Dr. Williams' Pink Pills | bave restored to good health thou- sands of weak, anaemic girls and women, simply because they contain (the elements necessary to make! new, rich, red blood which means €00d health and vitality. When your daughter's strength fails and pallor, breathlessness and backache disclose her anaemic cone dition, remember that you can make her well and assure her healthy de- velopment by giving her Dr. Wil | liams® Pink Pills to make good, red blood, Remember, too, that for wo- men of all ages Dr, Williams' Pink | Pills are especially helpful in the | many ailments that result trom wat- ery blood, They make women and | &irls well and keepiliem well, This | 18 amply proved by the case of Miss | Eva MacKinnon, Glammis, Ont, who | says: "As a school girl I grew very pale and would take dizsy sodlly and | Sometimes vomiting. My condition was such that I was mot able to at | tend school regularly, and my® moth. | @r was very much worried aboiit my | condition. Finally | 8ive me Dr./Williams' Pink Pills and | I took these for a considerable time, | radually gaining strength until I | was perfectly well. It is Some years | since I topk the pills and I have en- { Joyed the Dest of health; and 1 am certain pale, sickly girls will find new health if they give Dr. Williams Pink Pills a fair trial." You can procure Dr Williams Pink Pills through any dealer in medicine [or they will be sent you by mail at | 50 cents a box or six boxes for $3.50 | by writing direct to The Dr. Williams' | Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont, ------------ Rich Beyond Dreams. Now that German East Africa is purged of the horror of German col- onization, there is talk of a systema- tic search for the real King Solo- mon's mines, : { The Portuguese believed that Op- | bir, from which came the vast-trea- | Sure of gold for thg temple at Jeru {salem, was situated in this country, jand it is a fact that Ome years ago Dr. Carl Peters formed a com- | pany to finance such a search. { Ophir has been lost to the world { for thousands of years, but its mines | Were rich beyond dreams. In the | Bible we are told that there were | brought to Solomon from Ophir first {420 and them 450 talents of\ gold. | Seeing that a talent was worth $30,. 000, here was a trifle of $26,000,~ -------- | W.D.W | der the New Brunswick Probibitjon | Act since 1917, has resigned. : | The Belgian 'coal strike in the cen! | tral districts has been called off. CHRONIC CATARRH Follows Repeated Colds When Blood Is Impure. Your body suffering from a cold | does not properly attend to diges- { tion and elimination. As a result | your blood becomes impure, it in- flames the mucous membrane and about that condition in ronic catarrh occurs and on which it depends. Purify your blood, make it clean, | by taking Hood's Sarsaparilla, and | if your bowels are mot healthfully active, take Hood's Pills. These medicines have relieved and pre- vented thousands of cases of chron. ic catarrh. Economy fs one of the strong points of Hood's Sarsapariila ~--100 doses in a bottle. Why not get it to-day? fison, chief inspector un." liniment before going to bed | & haven, and the relief and sleep you en- Grelet returned to.Oomoa in the joy will be worth many times | Whale-boat, but I remained in Hana- the cost. [ed's for the fishing. My presence had stimulated the waning interest of 35¢c. and 686c. the few remaining Marquesans, and LINIMENT | outside the Bay of Vifgine, where we | the handful of young men a wWo- | men went with me often to the sea {lay in the blazing sunshine having [quntains proper directions for Colds, Headache, Toothache, Earsche, Neu- thought of danger stru Identities the only genuine spirin,-- N ® Aspirin ibed by physicians ralgia, Lumbago, Rheumatism, Neuri- for over "rvs years and now (tis, Joint Pains, and Pain - made in Canada. ' Tin boxes of 12 tablets cost but Always buy au unbroken package's few cents. Larger "Bayer" packages. There 1s ¢aly one Aspirin--Bayer"--You must say "Bayer" Aspirin is the trade mark (registered In Canada) of Dayer Manufacture Ss raticacidester of Sallcylicacid. While it is well known that Aspirin means wiioufacture, to assist the pubilc against imitations, the Tablets of Heyer thelr 'Bayer Cross" - He was twenty-five feet in length, and had a dorsal fin that &tood up like the sail of a small boat. But even these dimensions cannot convey the feeling of alarm his presence gave me. His next leap brought him within forty feet of us. I recalled a score of actidents { had seen; read, and heard Wii bs stamped witn eneral trade mark, the © of; fishermen stabbed, boats reat @ A fire had been bifit outside the straw hovel in which Red Chicken lax, and stones were heating in it, so that If milder medicine did pot avail the patient might be laid on 2 pile of blazing stones covered with protecting leaves, and swathed in clothes until perspiration conquered fever. The patient would then be ' she decided to 3