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Taking hasty aim with his pistol be fired. A yell of pain followed, proving that the African had been hit. But the Bumwo was not seriously wounded, and soon he sent another stone at them, this time hitting Randolph Rover on the leg. "Oh!" gasped Dick's uncle, and drew up that member with a wry face. "Did he hurt you much, Uncle Randolph?" "He hurt me enough. You villain, take that!"
The meal was soon forthcoming, the Bumwo women fearing that they would be slaughtered if they did not comply with the demands of the whites. To make sure that the food had not been poisoned, Dick made several of the natives eat portions of each dish. This made Cujo grin. "Um know a good deal," he remarked. "Cujo was goin' to tell Dick to do dat."
As the party went down the mountain a strict watch was kept for the Bumwo warriors, and just as the sun was setting, they were discovered in camp on the trail to the northwest. "We will send out a flag of truce," said Randolph Rover. "Cujo can talk to them." This was done, and presently a tall Bumwo under chief came out in a plain to hold a mujobo, or "law talk."
"DEAR BROTHER RANDOLPH: "If, by the goodness of God, this reaches you, I trust that you will set out without delay to my, assistance. "I write under great difficulties, as a prisoner, of the Bumwo tribe of natives, ruled by King Susko.
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