He was a very sick white man. He rode pick-a-back on a woolly-headed, black-skinnedsavage, the lobes of whose ears had been pierced and stretched until one had torn out, while the other carried a circular block of carved wood three inches in diameter. The tornear had been pierced again, but this time not so ambitiously, for the hole accommodated nomore than a short clay pipe. The man-horse was greasy and dirty, and naked save for anexceedingly narrow and dirty loin-cloth; but the white man clung to him closely anddesperately. At times, from weakness, his head drooped and rested on the woolly pate. Atother times he lifted his head and stared with swimming eyes at the cocoanut palms thatreeled and swung in the shimmering heat. He was clad in a thin undershirt and a strip ofcotton cloth, that wrapped about his waist and descended to his knees. On his head was abattered Stetson, known to the trade as a Baden-Powell. About his middle was strapped abelt, which carried a large-calibred automatic pistol and several spare clips, loaded andready for quick work
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