they? Well, I think we'll stop that, I think we'll stop that!
I don't care how many there are. I'll get the two Bradleys to
tell me all they know about drilling, to-morrow morning, and
we'll drill these Opekians, and have sham battles, and
attacks, and repulses, until I make a lot of wild, howling
Zulus out of them. And when the Hillmen come down to pay
their quarterly visit, they'll go back again on a run. At
least some of them will," he added, ferociously. "Some of
them will stay right here."

"Dear me, dear me!" said Stedman, with awe; you are a born
fighter, aren't you?"

"Well, you wait and see," said Gordon; maybe I am. I haven't
studied tactics of war and the history of battles, so that I
might be a great war-correspondent, without learning
something. And there is only one king on this island, and
that is old Ollypybus himself. And I'll go over and have a
talk with him about it to-morrow."

Young Stedman walked up and down the length of the veranda, in
and out of the moonlight, with his hands in his pockets, and
his head on his chest. "You have me all stirred up, Gordon,"
he said; "you seem so confident and bold, and you're not so
much older than I am, either."

"My training has been different; that's all," said the
reporter.

"Yes," Stedman said, bitterly. "I have been sitting in an