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/ WS Tw o Wild Women of the Masai Tribe Who Accompanied Mrs. Morden While Lion- Hunting. Note the Steel Wire Puttees and HE best test of true lov e, according X to pretty Mrs: W. J. Morden, of Chicago, is a jungle honeymoon. After a bridal tour through Africa, Mrs. Morden faces married life in the civilized United States serenely. For--- "When you've killed lions shoulder to shoulder with a man, and fought swamp fever and snakes and insects and thirst and sun-stroke together, you get to know him rather well!" says she, "I'm sure of 'my husband. Why, the country we went into was inhabited by the wildest women in the world} They were so wild they ate their enemies. That's a fact! You don't think I'm afraid of America's 'wild women' after that, do you?" Ard Mrs. Morden laughed as she ex- hibited a photograph of a dusky Amazon. "Our guide!" introduced Mrs. Morden. "Do you like her?" There have been honeymoons in air- planes, and honeymoons under the sea in submarines, and honeymoons to Green- land and honeymoons to the South Seas. But never has the history of romance a honeymoon . that parallels the Mordens' honeymoan. Mr. Morden, who is one of America's famous sportsmen and a social and financial figure in Chicago's exclusive South Shore colony, met Mrs. Morden in France during the war while both were in uniform. Their marriage was a prominent social event. Everybody wond- ered where the Mordens would £0_on their honeymoon. Mr. Morden is rich. He might have taken his bride anywhere on earth. They might have shopped in Paris, r loitered on the Riviera, or opened a town-house in Lon- don, or gone yachting about the West Indies, or 'seen America first," or even, as Mr. and Mrs. Harold McCor- mick didn't, spent a day or to at old-fashioned Niagara Is. Wherefore fashionable Chic- ago gasped when cables from abroad announced that Mr. and Mrs. William Morden, after buying an outfit of guns and shells and camping equip- ment in Paris instead of the usual frocks and frills, were off for Port Said and--Africa! "Africa!" blinked Chicago. _ "Africa! What an amazing retreat for a bride and groom! A little bungalow on the Con- 0, perhaps?" & fhe newspapers duly chroni- cled the arrival-of Mr. and Mrs. Morden at Zanzibar, which is all the way across the continent from the Congo, on the eastern coast of Africa, near the Indian Ocean. Here begins one of the wildest and least explored ter- ritories in the world. From . the port of Mombassa the railway winds a tortuous course through thick forest and er jungle to the hot shores of Lake o Sekar J just below the equator. To the north is impenetrable Uganda, to the west is the hinterland of the mysterious Belgian Congo, and to the south is Tanganyika Territory, a wilder- UR Arm Bracelets Which They Consider Highly Ornamental and Which They Never Take Off. ness of morass and tropical glade and jungle. The late Colonel Roosevelt, when he re- tired from the Presidency, chose this dark and forbidding land for his most famous hunting trip. Lions abound here as in no other part of the continent. Save for wild beasts, reptiles, scorpions, tarantulas and other deadly poisonous insects, there are no inhabitants but native tribes. One of these is the Dahomeys, ruled by Mrs. Morden and Her First Kill; a Full-Grown Lion Which She Brought Down at Eighty Yards _ After Missing Him with Her 2 First Shot. tl es ON a Se iol a 3 Huntin Africas A Masai Hunter Wearing the Striking Head- dress Denoting That He Has Killed a Lion with His Spear. a man king, but soldiered b women. plorers say they are among the most fero- cious warriors in 'the world. Black, brawny, with the strength of Hercules, they grow to the tremendous height--for wonien--of more than six feet. And their temperament is the temperament of the she-tiger on the blood trail. : "Many of these Amazons eat their enemies," writes one historian. . "A favorite amusement is to put prisoners captured in battle into a stockade of thorns. The unfortunate is tied to a stake. Then the Dahomey women line up like so many runners on a mark and, at a given signal, rush the stockade. The rt is to see which woman shall break ugh and kill the prisoner at the stake. The contestants are shockingly torn by the thorns, but they do not seem to mind. It is a great lark to them." - The Masai, another tribe, also boasts because of its "wild women." They wear ear-rings of brass, necklaces of bead and to sted] x Sola | of wire on their arms for bracelets. spearsmen y are as skillful as the men. No American d of her golf or tennis Masai of her head- She must kill g Honeymoo Wild Women Thrilling Adventures of the Rich Young Mordens Amidst the Cannibals and Savage Amazons in the Jungles of the Congo ing than this record was the way she killed them. Lions generally are hunted from = "boma," or blind. The native beaters locate a drinking pool or place a decoy in the form of a live bullock. Then a screen of bushes is arranged for the hunter. It is so placed that it is practical- ly as safe as shooting from a club verandah. When the king of beasts lopes down to slake his thirst or pounce on his prey, the hunter draws a bead on him and iets go with both barrels. . But Mrs. Morden, the bride, and Mr. Morden, the groom, bagged their lions in the open. They shot with nothing between them and the leaping menace but a keen eye and a speeding slug of lead. And the lead went true. When she met her first lion, Mrs, Morden missed with one barrel, but killed him with the other charge at a distance of only eighty yards. The Mordens tramped through the undergrowth for hundreds of miles. They slept in hammocks slung under "pup 'ents" to shelter them from the dangerous tropic mist. Mrs. Morden cut her hair short and, of course, wore puttees like her husband. Plenty of food, medi- cine, clothes, canteens, blankets and other es- sentials were carried by the native bearers, yet life at no time was a luxury. "But it was the mo; wonderful experience Mrs. Morden's Unusual Trou- seau Included This Practical Hunting Outfit and Lion Spear for Her Jungle Honeymoon. President was at Nairobi. Correspondents wh o were introduced to the King were startled and somewhat peeved when the monarch, on departing, spat deliber. ately into the palms of their hands. Later they learned that this was considered a mark of affection and respect among the Masai. With some of the Masai female spearsmen for their guides, and with the prospect of encountering the Ama- zonian omeys before they had ventured many days' journey, the bride and groom from ever had!" the accounts from Nairobi plunged 'into the interior, alorig quote Mrs. Morden as declaring. "Wild the trail Roosevelt made famous. For beasts? They were perfectly thrilling! months the world heard nothing from Mr. Wild women? They were really awfu ly and Mrs. William Morden. nice after one got to understand their And then, at last, they came out of tHe peculiarities and some of their language." jungle again, each of them a little thinner, "Really, you know," concluded the a little browner, a little scarred where heroine of the African' honeymoon, "I briars and bushes had gouged at their don't see how I can settle down to a tame faces and hands, byt just as much In love life in Chicago. We are going on to with one another a8 ever--more so, if China and Japan by way of India, And I aasthing say the dispatches from Nairobi. hope, bY the time I see the States orden had killed three lions to I will ve a tiger or two for my ner husband's two. And more astonish- of scalps!" ZT The Belle of the Wild Women Accompanye ing the Wedding Party. * Are Really Awtally Nicer Says Mrs. Morden. "After You Get to Understand Them."