Jean, Our Little Australian Cousin

o answer. She went to the door of the hut and looked about. The fire was still burning, but there was no sign of the black boy. Before she had time to be fright

good this morning," he said. "B

st," she asked, hungry as

t which she ate and thought delicious. Kadok then roasted in the ashes some scrub tur

" said Kadok. "We long way t

ir," she said. "It catches in

t tight with some long thorns. Then he tied about her head a bright handkerchief which he had worn knotted around the open neck of his

right and left and that whenever they came near a hill or a

ook around, Kadok,"

Missa or Buba or maybe Yo-wi

they?"

hook his black head. He did not tell her there were others more to be feared than these monsters of the Blacks' demonology, but he was worried by tracks he saw in the sand, tracks of both

lking such as they had had the day before would make her too sick to go on, yet he was afraid to keep on the b

tree roots, and which she thought delicious. She was hungry, but Kadok gave her some roots to chew as they walked, saying, "We eat 'gai

looking for something. The wind was so fierce that they made slow progress. It blew so that

which covered a high hill. Skirting round the hill, he pushed through a thicket which seemed almost like a w

a little cave hollowed out of the rock. "Here we be safe till storm go over," he said, and Jean gladly crouched in the shelter, wat

than this. Soon over and we go on. Think Missa

an, "why are you

mean?" a

take me home

mean to Kadok, Kadok do mean to you, if he has to wait five, t

you any good," sa

reat Chief. They very sick, but they not had eat much of white man's pudding. Chief tell Missa McDonald they very sick here,"-putting his hand on his stomach-"She look very sorry and give them hot drink. It make them very sick and all white man's pudding come up. Think very strange that Kadok and Chie

ugh to know that her Aunt Mildred had saved the life of Kadok and h

the rain lay in sparkling

ok go and see. Maybe we go on, maybe not." Jean did not want to stay alone in

Kadok not go far away. Missa not come out of cave till Kadok

D A BLACK FACE PEERED

taught her to do. Then she took off the handkerchief he had tied about her head, let down her long hair and tried to smooth out the tangles with her fingers. It was no easy task, for the hair was long, fine and curly, and it was terribly matted down and snarled. She took a long thorn and tried to use it for a comb, and after working a long time had the locks smoothed out into a fluffy mass of gold on either side her face. She had been so interested in her work that she had not noticed how late it was getting until suddenly it seemed to be growing dark. She

ream, and the Black too was silent. With her floating, golden hair, her wide blue eyes, her fair cheek turned to gold by the rays of the setting sun, which shone full upon her, the rest of her body concealed by the branches with which Kadok had filled the

TNO

ssion of s

the chief god

ly a whole tribe of Blacks at a Christma

r Mist Gatherer, Goddess of the Black