Adventure Magazine Cover, April 3, 1918 — page 81: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

7 Eagar'Wellace (a : . ry ‘ N , UE ik Y oy in oh Ne i Pe Author of “The Fluent Adventurer,” “The Sleuth,” etc. IEWED from the sea the head- quarters of Mr. Commissioner Sanders was a strip of golden sand . fringed to the seaward side by a green backing of trees. You caught a glimpse of the white residency with its red roof and on a very clear day the little - flagstaff where the national standard hung ~limply. Perhaps you might even see the long rows of yellow barrack huts where the Housas lived, but you saw little more. Officers of passing steamers which came sufficiently near the west African coast would point out the mouth of the river and show the passengers how the yellow waters ran far out, cutting a muddy roadway into the indigo-blue of the sea and- sometimes a mail steamer would slow down and drop into a waiting surf-boat a small mail-bag. But the territories and the three white men who ruled them had no personality to the ocean-going wanderers until a certain day when a beneficent Government placed in the hands of the commissioner a means by which he and his fellows might become at least articulate. Lieutenant Tibbetts coming to breakfast one fiery morning discovered a folded sheet of foolscap paper beneath his plate. “Ha, Monday, sir!’ said he with an extravagant start, as though the discovery 79 that this was indeed the second day of the week came in the nature of a shock, ‘‘and orders of the week as per regulations.” “Read ’em you lazy de—fellow,” said Hamilton, catching his sister’s reproving eye. “Quite unnecessary, my jolly old tyrant,”’ said Bones airily, as he shook his serviette free with a loud ‘“‘flap/” and all but caught Mr. Commissioner Sanders’ coffee-cup. “Quite superfluous—I know ’em by heart: “tr. The orderly officer of the week is poor old Bones, who will do ees every day. "9, Field trainin’ will be carried out on Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday an’ Saturday under the command of poor old Bones. ‘3. Kit inspection on Thursday. Bones will arrange. “Read it,” suggested Hamilton. With a hoist of his shoulders Bones opened the paper and read. “Orderly officer for the week: Lt. Tib- betts’—what did I say? ‘Field trainin’ in accordance with paragraph’—um—um—'Lt. Tibbetts’—as expected—hullo, dear old sir— what’s this? “2. On the erection of the new flagstaff and signal yard, Lt. Tibbetts will assume VOOLK (C@