A DRAMATIC EPISODE 
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When, the night before, the little family around 
the camp-fire heard the crashing of brushes and the 
The Wanderohos’ Home 
hacking of underbrush and the shouts of our por¬ 
ters they thought a great force of the Kara Mojas 
was upon them. So they fled in terror. The baby 
cried, and, fearful that its wails would betray their 
