ORDEAL OF THE SPEAR 

 and scarcely dishevelled ; but there 

 was an awkward uprightness about 

 the small brown shoes ; her form 

 seemed flattened down into the cot, 

 and the unnatural sternness about 

 the waxen face, with its half-closed 

 eyes and parted lips, showed that 

 Edna Clay was dead. 



Her elephant, frightened at the 

 final rush and turmoil of the race, 

 had turned and fled among the trees, 

 to the instant destruction of the 

 howdah and its occupant. 



