Craig, who is by no means an adept in the use of firearms, chased the animal as he was making off with the child, and, more by good luck than anything else, managed to wound it mortally.

He brought the child back to the encampment just as the Chief and the warriors of the tribe returned from a hunting expedition.

Our position here is now absolutely secure.

We are treated like gods, and, appreciating my weakness for all matters of science, the Chief has to-day explained to me many of the secret mysteries of the tribe.

Amongst other things, he has shown me a wonderful secret poison, known only to this tribe, which they call Veedemzoo.