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Gilford the Gifted ““Mebbe so it be besser if you hab li'l bit chop and 1li’1 bit sleep. Soliden, he glad to look you, sah. Be all ri’ suppose you catch Rawyafa tomorrow time?” Gilford demurred for the sake of appear- ances. In reality, he was dog tired, sticky and hungry and generally receptive to any suggestion that would take him off his feet. At the pace his carriers were making, the chances were that he would not arrive at NORTHERN NIGERIA pore N 157 Now and then, if he conceived the notion that the headmen of his cutting and squar- ing and hauling gangs were not sending the prospected logs down fast enough, he might condescend to work in the mornings. But the headmen always regretted it if he did. When he went prospecting, which was compulsory if there were to be any log rafts to float down to the Benin River shipping station, he traveled in a hammock more > eo@ee a=w 42S Ge ay ee Ge = - 5 SOUTHERN NIGERIA * BENIN CITY ASABA ° \SEGWANGA headquarters until long after dinner, and Grant, the man he was going up to relieve probably did not expect him till tomorrow in any case. “All right. We knock off. Tomorrow time I go catch Rawyafa plenty quick.”’ Just the faintest spark of relief enlivened Yuleela’s eyes for a moment and she exhaled a long deep breath without a sound. Then, with a sharp order to the carriers, she smiled an invitation to Gilford to follow her and led the way to Soliden’s camp. Soliden was in bed. This was his favorite method of employing the sun-flayed hours of the afternoon from one o’clock till three or after. KAMERUN / \ DUKE ;TOWN religiously than even the most indolent of white men cared to do. But he found trees. Between mahogany and Soliden there seemed to be a kind of affinity. He wasted few steps on false and fruitless trails, and could prospect more “logs” fit for shipment in a day than the majority of overseers could stumble upon in three. Therein lay his genius, and the reason why he was permitted to govern the Little Rawyafa in his own way and yet remain in the employ of Marsden & Co. He was not a big man. There was more of the wasp than the elephant in Soliden. His eyes were a bright brown that was almost red and his color was a pale yellow ¢ MICLOO© S (C@