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ar,xed together. and from which neither re-

barked together. ana from "nicn "e''"''
Most strange, indeed says Felipe: :" and. for
nv part am still inclined to think we have como
fruitless quest Ihsy were dreaie re-. End
their treasure trove to be but rainbow gold"
1T is moro likely says Fortunate. that they
won it by lorce or violence ana you xiTw NOT t' he
enjoyed by of the same race as the @ .,
that blood. What have you there, Fenpc his
tone changed from simple earnestness to alarm. as
his COMPANION suddenly is shaken by powerful
:" do not know. says Felipe; II felt that that
strange mysterious thrill of horror when IL sald
TO be caused by the tread OF an alien toot upon
the ground where ones grave shall be-,
"Pah! nonsense!' says practical Fortunauo,
how weak of you to remember old women
superstitions! What fear is that you may be
developing calenturas. That long row in this
beating, blazing SUM- the sudden change 10 tne
GOODNESS of this dense shadow. and the reeK OF
rank decaying vegetation-Surely these are causes
enough to bring on chills and fever In these
lowands think there must be marshes mere
abouts-I had Whit just now OF slckening
charncl like air that savors OF malaria or mlasin
Ha! what is that? A man-perhaps contcs'un'
of our claim, Fellpc! ,a
emarecs the stranger-a strange, fantastic ngure'
clad in torn and dusty Sarb OF nautlcai moue
and antique fashion He draws near TO n Tic yT nac
a clumsy old rosary, holding massive cross
miSshapen from oxidation I'll, L;,
MY friendl" 10 is Fortunate who nails MIN )
4" do YOU live hereaboutS?'
The approaching figure returns no answer.
Feline gripcs his comrades arm in very con-
yulsion of terror Do you sec, ne c ob God
Fortunate it is no mani 1t is spectre ).
Fortunate gazes more intently upon the strange,
slowly-moyng object ana ne Rercen of IN counte
nance Not that the face is either velled or
turned aside-it is simply vague ana conluseu.
Then he notes concentrating tine SAME %ich glidss
rather than walks stirS no leaf nor DioSsohi,
though many must be brushed violently IN ihat
close growing jungle sd ne S Snpp Tcec sSeS fails
on the still waters of the lagoon and the shy
cranes feeding among the reeds. ever alert 70
being. now forage on in undisturbed serenity,
while the timid humming-blrds stu mover lear
lessly over the bells of the eonyoIyulus, 10
Fortunate hears crash behind him, ana be
knows by instinct that Felipe has fallen. senseless
from terror, but he does not turn aslde nor aver
his eyes from the horror On and on ~ cioSt
| beside him. the Thing approaches, hut the stou,
| heart of the young man triumphs over his natura
tcrrors in the highest form of courage
The Mystery makes an imperative gesture, a aoo
| Fortunate moves forward in prompt compliance
His ghostly guide rccedes through the jungle tIi
he reaches the palm-trecs he parts the rank ierns
and trailing briers, and the young man sees Ip oI
| covered bv decaying leaves, and very rusty Again
| the Spectre signals command, and the young mar
again obevs that fierce and awful gesture, Wrch0h
| inc the tool from its imbcdded place among me
clnging crecpers and digging funouSly, imprIleIu
| by fcverjsh excitement to strength aunornlaL
lie is bathed in perspiraion his lace IS crimson
his breath comes so short and fast that lie cal
scarce continue yet his energy hags NOT =,
| Suddenly his pick strikes through mass OF
rottng wood There is Jingle of metal tai and SIc a,
| he wrcnchcs the tool away, he tears OH grea
fake of the dccayed timber, and lays pare
We FITS his Gaze to his terrible companion, and
| behold. no more the antique earb ana the vasuts
confusion Of outlines Clear distinct IN tne nr9ne
Grht of day it is skeleton that STANDS erecV De
fore him! ,. horrs 1o+cr
Then he knows no more until long hours inter
| when the sea-breeze fans him back to conscious
ness. and he rcvvcs, slowly and unrememDerlnE
at first, raises himself to sitting POSTURE dH'
Yonder few steps distant lies FePe F. colo hd a ha
rigid in the distorted position IN when ne ma
fallen The eyebals are still rolled upward am
the lips drawn back. in the contorlon OF
terror from which they will relax to CONSCIOUSNESS
never for Feline is dead man., ,..
Fortunate gathering up the threaos Oh nls rs
mnnohrance turns back TO the pit he has nncoNere'
bcnest6 the pam-rces and there is still the CLEAN
ing yellow mass of gold Win the po noS q i ~ II
Adds, in The Argonaut