In Afric’s Forest and Jungle 
time that I had been murdered by the Ebaddans 
and my body given to the wild beasts. It is 
needless to describe her anguish of mind during 
this time. One vision that specially tortured her 
was that in which her delirious imagination pic¬ 
tured the hyenas devouring my body. 
On Sunday, the sixth day after my disappear¬ 
ance, after Mr. Phillips had given up all hope of 
her recovery and, possibly, just in time to save 
her life, Areh hurriedly sent a messenger to say 
that I was alive and in Ebaddan. He also said 
that Ebekoonleh had sent word to Areh that 
Ogumulla wanted to kill me but that he did not 
intend to give me up. This was all. There was 
no assurance that 1 would be allowed to return 
to Ejahyay, but she felt certain that my life 
would be spared and that we would meet again in 
this world in some place if not in Ejahyay. 
Good news in Africa is better than medicine and 
she began to convalesce at once and when 1 
arrived unexpectedly three days afterward, she 
was able to rise from her bed to meet me. 
The manner in which Areh got his information 
concerning my safety showed that he still held 
communication with the governor of Ebaddan. 
The man who acted as spy on this occasion told 
us that he climbed the city wall and then went 
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