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a neatness in that job! __-this Barlow’s eyes upon the work, and - steady were my own. And how, in their ittle voices like birds are these Negrit’s, ves ‘senor, did they chatter as they a hy HV drial bobs , NM ERs } A, Py feel this? . -vengeance upon them, because they were "master in the bosque hunting for iis EL Carnicero. _“ He says that if you will give this ek seas second wife she will sew it in a little leather bag, with a thong about it to hang from your neck. And that so long as you carry that tusk, you will be protected from the other great cutter that El Carnicero- still carries,” The paymaster started ‘slightly at this. And then he fell into thought. Then nodded quickly. So be it,” he said. “ But I will watch while she sews it in the leather.” And thus it was. And crouched upon the nauk beside the dead woman we watched the second wife and the chief as they sewed up that tusk a into the leather bag. So quick they were, — with their tiny childlike hands! And. such Aye, steady were “Then did that chief place : the chen over the paymaster’s head with his own hands, while the paymaster Se once more at ~ the touch. And I could not help but cer. senor, - 3f the paymaster was not thinking of how — this El Carnicero had followed us on the __ trail the night before, and then after having — Jost his tusk, had rushed off into the bam- boo, and then in the early morning done this cruel deed to Chief Augustin’s wife. ~ And T wondered myself if that great baubui had feared to attack us in the night because the paymaster had that broken tusk in- his pocket. And these Negrit’s! the bosque she calves! And was he taking a wicked but half men and half wild creatures? And _ because it was this chief’s own son who - had really been the cause of the Paymaster’ S coming to the Boton country, and causing him to lose this tusk which we had just — seen sewn up in the deerskin bag that now | bung from this Barlow’s fat red neck? te gee See ay themes Was. would give him many #esos for it. _-he brought forth a tin can which was filled ‘with money, sevor, the money that all his people had received for many years by Wild creatures of | Did El] Carnicero ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY. = Snap Gut of T= Zs ‘ee snarled to me in that way of his. “ Let’s get after him.” I threw out my hands, though the hot blood was rushing to my head again. ““He will be lying in the bamboo during = the high sun, se#or,’ I protested. ‘ Let us wait here in the village until evening time.” I cannot say to you what his answer As he desired, we sweated all day long through the bosque, And again was that strange feel in the air. And three times, five times, a dozen times, senor, did we hear something behind us in the bamboo. And yet, stopping and looking about us, could see nothing. And each time did that # payne feel of ae cord about his. neck, = — rple in his fat face. — == secretly, — was I elad that the tusk was in that bag. For though I had seen this Barlow shoot, and shoot well, yet had that charm not been about his neck, I would still have feared. And with my ess senor that i is to say Ss Vv EvENING came, and still we saw nothing. Yet still, too, did we hear things behind us. And I could see that the pss did not like this. ‘Night came, and we returned to the 7 village, — = —- And again to find that El Carnicers: had made a visit, and ripped the thigh of an- other woman who was getting water from the Boton. And again did Chief Augustin beg the paymaster_ for that. tusk, saying that he And the sale of deer and pig and chicken to the navy folk at Gordon’s and Olongapo. And though this Barlow’s eyes looked upon these pesos with the greed that was part of his very soul, still he would not give up the leather bag. SO Wwe lay i in the open that night, by the rio, not caring to test out ihe vermin. Of the huts. : ane the paymaster tossed nich os _comicbooks.co