"Our Father Who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come...."
It was coming, indeed! The dance had stopped.
"Thy will be done...."
What came next? He could not remember—and the savages were advancing across the square.
"Forgive us our trespasses ... and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil...."
It was now! The women were hiding themselves in the houses, and two of the men, armed with clubs, were stepping forward.
He was only conscious of one feeling—joy that he had the courage to look the cannibals in the face as they advanced, and meet his fate "game." He hardly knew that he was still praying—
"... For Thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory...."
Death!
It came with a blaze of light—a sound as of a wild, deep shout and the rushing of many waters—then——