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Show I Her Daughter and His Son A Great Married Life Story by I IDAH McGLONE GIBSON I BOB W HITSON ANN'S FATHER. Mm llr Halftey la 1J down Ken' letter with f a (VI.'- C' ' I mar v hi, h war l Inu face upl'Tin v' f B .)! I.e nl!i-il fr.iru I li mino I I I I n ' Vour f t l"r i - a li e ' ' m f He snatched up the letter and tore it ff I i iik, 1 I Wt I took the letter anl cave a long: look 1 f v V 1 i . : .i 1 1 .. i v rt .11. 1 not Px. m FV.r a lv. H in. lata.-,, B Mi'" i t . , ;, , M ni 1 1 . i I " - ' 1 ' ' I' in.' I vvn i r r I 'I ' vT-vjm ou feel equal to reading i m if 7 I ' ' '' I s. ir iffy I I ' i n.ilnt ni l;i ' I i I OT I iJi'l ni hegin immedlatcl-. however. 1 I '.J ) l i : . r. ., foi the mla- Vv"V I I 111 .. writing i.n. vi f nn. I w.inl I in tl. land of the living v. . r.C I would kn..v If an'.- I Again I t-j k the letter ind began I J gm I for vonio 'oar. I wcnl inio the intei -i .i planning to do so ur 1 I 1 K I the emMem of the trlhe hranded upon I his left Ahoulder, ami that I.- would r.ln ..er them and brlni; them (treat i.r S- .. rlty. They accepted that m ar and mv . nhlir kln aa fulfilling the condition of tl tradition, and made me their Chief. : All tin? years that I with them I thev- treated me with great deference; I and In return I taught them many of the arts. and I hope none of the ?ln. i f civllliatlon. 01 ourse I tried .fien to escape, but J was too well guarded. But m chance came only rererUly. I had Rone afield on huntlnc trip with a viuall DUty of my tribesmen Wo encountered en-countered a greatly nipfrlor force of men who. to my ainancmi-nt anrl Joy, were Mtc. In tho confusion of Hip flcht which followed. I cpraied to Ihem and hero I am" back in Ivlllzation. It doesn't ccm real even yet. a yon mav well imaKino. uiir party reachad I r lx!ay and I art) ha-stenlrc i write POU. old pal. as my dearest friend. Oh. I'lok. I want to know o much. Is .Marparet still alive ' What has happened sinco I I have been out f It all." I am almoHl afr.lld to sen.) this letter for fcir that you have pone out of the world but. .r,-t whnt It may, I am iom!nc Back. Margaret toH me thai ehe could not tann it if she ever faM" m- hbhiii but now that we are old peehape It will not lc so bad. 1 know that she always loved me. I am sure ahe loves me still. : because woman as eweet. u dear, aej go""! as my wlfo for. In the ichT of t'.od. Maraaret wa alw.ix s m ife after af-ter once giving her love she could never, take It back. '! am sailing on the next vessel. Pick, ami will probably be with you almost as oon us thi letter. U will feem I mighty strange to get I a. k in'o civilization. civili-zation. I shall feel like a man r leased ' 'rom prison. Alrcadv I begin to feci i like Kipling's hero In 'The Man That Was.' Already I have begun to question. Sometimes I am almost ready to think j ihat ju.ssil.l'. I made a mistake in com-i Ing bad. to civilisation at all The life is so differen'. even here In tliis trad- ing village of South Africa, fr. ni thai which I have been living for Iho last i few years Hod I less ou. old man. Tell Mar-' caret she will soon sco BOB W111TS0X. |