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tret': u' colds and CHAPTER XIConiinued 20 "She's ri-ht there. If yu see I told her. -Thank ijo.J vou can't Hnt hare yn heard anything definite''- ''nly since sle Yesterdav A boat rarnc in from the wtst. and there were a lot of men who hadn't done well. were goiru awav a-ain Hut they said some had done wetland they said I heard them- I lis' by Grinashaw illustrations hy Irtrin Copyright by Hughes Massie St Co.

WNU Service to anyone who loved her). "Take care "Time up," said Head Jailer Holly. More than ever, did 1 long for letter day. Hut when my letter came at last it brought no cm fort with it, rather distress and dismay. The power of attorney had come made out for I'ia.

I had wondered a little but signed it. And now the letter told me that I'ia had gone to Tatatata herself. "You mustn't worry about me," she wrote. "There was nothing else to do. From ail I can hear, it's a woman, and only a woman, v.

ho is wanted to look after your Interests just now. Don't worry ahout n.e the place Is well opened up. and the warden sees that order is kept. I may be a good while; no knowing what 1 shall find. Good by, my very dearest.

Give my love to the I'rince if he comes along. I'm sorry I shan't be there to meet him; he is a perfect duck. They say he's going to be married now lucky princess! Cut I wouldn't change my own prince for him. I had plenty of leisure. In the too-long nights, to con over her letter again and again try to read between Mil at the edge of hush Hearing, called out to her to he cautious.

"Yu no go walk aii. Lit. Sinahada." he pleaded. "S'pose you uatife thwer me and my police we getiem tienty. Hy-n'-hy one big hush tig he coming, he altogether kai-kai (eat) you." "There ore no pigs about, and I don't want came Pia's clear voice, just a little tired.

"Thank you. Sergeant Simoi; I am only looking at that funny light in the bush." "What-name light. Sinabada?" "I don't know what It is. It seems like a very big tent, some way off. And I think I heard but that's Impossible." "What-name you you hear-em "Corks," replied Pia.

"Corks bein? pulled and singing." "Sinabada. me think you tie," replied the sergeant courteously using the native fashion of expressing astonishment. Then, suddenly, slapping his thigh, and leaping "Hy Sinabada, you no lie, me hjurern, too. What-fashion this?" (What does this mean "We'd better go and see," said the girl. "Me and you." declared the sergeant, "we go see.

I beggle-pardie. Sinabada, I walk first." He set bis sturdy bulk in front, and, by the last faint glow of twilight, tiegan cutting a path through the forest, Pia following. A few minutes later, the two came out on the edges of a second clearing; one that seemed to have been made for the sole accommodation of a great white tent that stood In the middle of It. The doorway was wide, the doorflaps were hooked back. One could see right Into the tent, and the sight for that place, and that time was amazing.

There was a table Inside, covered with a white cloth. On It were plates of food, tinned delicacies of all sorts; wild boar from the forest; wild turkey, okari nuts, mushrooms. There were glasses. There were bottles. Youth and gaiety" and recklessness were embodied.

If ever human form expressed them, by the limber, redheaded figure of a girl, who, gaudily dressed, hung over a man lying on a cushioned deck chair. The girl, at the top of her not unmusical voice, was chanting the last revue success, while the man, an emptied glass dropping from his fingers, wailed loudly and interminably that classic of the sentimentally drunk "Annia Laurie." Outside, the silence, the stars, black Papua. To Pia. standing a little way off. within the shadows of the forest, the whole strange scene looked like some vivid cinema picture.

Sergeant Simol, staring until his treacle-brown eyes almost started from their sockets, gave forth his opinion candidly "I think this-one too much purl-purl (magic), Sinabada. More better you-me (we) no stop." Head hunters, cannibals, the ambush and the spear-pit, never shook "the Iron nerve of the o'd sergeant; such tilings were In the day's work of any policeman. Hut sorcery was a diiTereut matter. "Hush, sergeant," warned the girl. "I want to find out about this." For into her mind had crept a conviction, born she knew not how, warning her that this thing had to do with the object of her journey.

"Who is the white man?" she whispered. Simol pulled himself together, realized that there was uo sorcery here, and became at once the smart, noncommissioned officer of every day. "I think," he said cautiously, "name belong him Si-mission." "Simission? Oh Srnithson Sergeant, are you sure?" "Me savvy. Me too much damn savvy. Hee-fore" (some time ago) him take away one girl belong my village.

Fashion belong him, Sinabada." (It Is his way.) "Him too much likeui girl, likem plenty bottle goodluck" (bottles of whisky). "I know," said Pia musingly, "that Phil thought he was sober and reliable." "Him all right, Sinabada, suppose no body showem girl along him, showera goodluck along him. Suppose girl, goodiuck showem this man. lie 'nother kind." Untranslatable Idiom, suggesting change of character.) "He's not the only one," commented drily society's pet child. "I think I know who the girl is now.

I've seen her before. Only for Phi, she would be at the bottom of the sea. Now, sergeant, you and I are going to taik to these people." "Me and you. we go," answered the sergeant, swelling out his chest. Mechanically he touched the long bayonet-knife that swung In its sheath at his hip.

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lie was sitting In the bung his hotel opposite a lady who had rith her a little dog called "Hingo." Lord Hyiig, a lover of dogs, patted the little animal, and when he got up leave It started to follow Mm. 1 S'hereupon. the lady, unaware of hi i lentity. called out. "Ping, you silly, There do you think you're going? Come back here at once, sir." His lordship turned round shnrplr, and regarded the lady with a look of amazement.

Then, as the dog, ohpy-ng Its mistress summons, ran back to her, its tail between Its tegs, realized the situation, and burst out laughing. The lady's confusion, when one of the other guests explained the situation to her, can be Imagined. Montreal Star. Playing in the Woods One of ttie best vacation stories Is about Fritz Kroisler. The famous violinist spent his vacation In Maine one summer, and hired guide.

Mr. Kreisler had his own Ideas of a vacation. The French-Canadian guide explains very well what kind of a holiday that was. 'T no und'stan' heem. He pay me five dollar a day to be guide.

He no bunt, be no fish, no climb mountain, all he do he sit all day an' play dam' fiddle." "Eight years ago before my last baby was born, I started taking Lydia E. Tinkham's Vegetable Compound. I got such good results that I named her Catherine Lydia. I have six older children and five grandchildren, too. I am 44, but people tell me I look much younger.

I am now taking the Vegetable Compound again because of my age. I eat and sleep better and I do all my housework, and my washing. I will do my best to answer letters." Mrs. H. Dolhonde, 6318 York StNewOrleans, Louisiana.

IS ivwHBHHHHHBDHHBEHHBDHa CuaNTttD TQ Kin, iCCV woni I tene.J like a like a housemaid." nat aid they I pared for misfortune now. was pre- "They said that Srnithson the man you sent was drinking. And somebody asked them 'What's he drinking? And they laughed most frightfully, and I couldn't hear any more. lint It sounded badly. I'hil.

I can't tell you how I was that today was visiting day; I thought you ought to hear It at once." I thought so. too; her information troubled me more than I chose to say. Srnithson had been working the claim satisfactorily enough. Cold in various amounts had been paid into the bank for me, my partner taking his agreed percentage. So far.

so good. Hut the last payments had been, undoubtedly, very far spaced out; and the written reports sent in from time to time were diminished both in number and in size. Solitude of Tatatata was solitude no longer; the unblazed track was trampled by Bcores of miners and hundreds of carriers; men from every Australian goldfield were trying their fortune and some were making it but no one had struck anything, no one even hoped for anything, as rich as the prospecting claim that belonged to me. "I'm sleeping right on the claim at night." Srnithson had said. "I and the boys.

We're doing wonderfu'. but we have to be careful nobody goes and jumps it on us." "The Emperor turned up here a while ago," ran another letter (I did not need a translation of that name.) "What do you think, he's married Genevieve Treacher, the one they call Gin-Sling. Caxon is here, too. He and the Emperor ar working partners. I think they've got a decent claim, but of course nobody has anything the tike of yours.

Send me up a good dog tf you caD hear of one. they're worth a dozen sentries." Then a long period of silence. Then a brief letter, mentioning the dispatch of another parcel of gold, and saying little else. After that came silence again. I had not heard from Srnithson for two months now.

And on the top of it came Pia's news that he was drinking. Then ir was that I felt, for the first time, the full weight of my chain. Something was wrong at Tatatata; I knew that as surely as if I had been there to see. The pot of gold at the foot of the rainbow, so wonderfully found, was in peril. With it was imperiled all the dignity, all the security, of my future life; all the excuse I had for dragging I'ia down to the level of a convicted felon.

And Srnithson, whom I had trusted as I would have trusted myself, in whose hands lay my whole fortune, was failing. And I must stay here; stay in the pebbled prison yard and the foolish chicken-wire cell work on the jetty, walk a few yards out and back, see the white road and the blue sea before me, and know that for nearly four years, at the very best, I could not hope to tread the one or sail the other. Not free, not free I think, that all the sorrows of all the prisoners in the world flowed over me in that brief minute when I sat silent, under I'ia's troubled eyes, trvinu to null myself together and think what must be done. The silence was broken by Head Jailer who, with many crack lings and nnfolding of his newspaper. remarked briefly that all we had to say must be speedily said.

For two weeks I could have no letter, for a month. I could see Tia no more. If she was to do anything for me and it was becoming plain that by nobody else could anything be done then we must settle it at once. But how? The time was almost out Head Jailer Holly was roiumg up his paper, rising irum ma i'ia. surely the prettiest, daintiest pic ture that had ever brightened that sad piace Was already putting up a face like a sweet pale rose, for our last kiss.

I took it, I neia ner ror a mo ment closer than usual, moved by some indefinable, dark presentment. I found words, somehow, at the last moment; words hurried, tumbling over one another. "Take out a power or attorney for me." I said. "They'll let me sign it. Inquire about so-and-so, and so-and-so" (I gave her a few names) "and find which of them will take Smithson place.

He'll have to up at once; don't wait for letters to me. Write as soon as you vuu. Good-by, little love" (she was near a as but the adjective came naturally; Pia would always be "Ilttl" One Could See Right Into the Tent, and the Sight for That Place and the Time Was Amazing. the lines of It, and guess at certain things she had not openly stated, "Only a woman What could be meant by that? The reference to the "Prince" I understood but It cut sharply despite that pretty saying about her "own prince," for I knew that the forthcoming visit of one of England's best-loved royalties would only, for me, add to the weight of the invisible fetters I carried night and day. To know that the town was holding festival, to see, from the high, fenced yard of the Jail, mast a-flutter with flags, new archways built over roads; to hear the gun-salute and the very cheers, and know oneself set apart from it all, not able even to stand in the crowd and send one's hat and one's heart up in a shout for old England and her Princ? this hurt sense of Empire; made the hard state of prisoner, in anticipation somewhat harder.

Eut I put the thought away determined not to think about princes and royal visits, which could mean nothing to me. If I had known! What follows, I gained from Pia, long after all was past. CHAPTER XII Near sunset, Pia came to the last camping place but one, before the field of Tatatata. She was not alone; the government authorities had sent with her an escort of armed constabulary, since a certain number of these were due to go up to the field In any case. Placed in charge of an old and trustworthy sergeant, they had served and guarded her faithfully through the trip "savages in serge," but true to their salt and on this last night but one, they were very merry over the near fulfillment of their task.

It was some credit to them, and to Sergeant Simoi. too, they felt, that they had brought the Sinabada (lady) safe through all the perils and fatigues of the wild bush, and almost reached the field. Simol did not encourage wandering away from the camp. The government had "talked strong" to him. before he left, regarding the lady's safety, and all that must be done to ensure It.

So, when they were putting up the tents In this last camping ground but one Simol, seeing the lady WiJe Variety of Siir. The modern mosaicisms Venir have 40,000 varjing shades to ue Uj the creation of mosaics..