The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-07-10

While the banks of the abyss are dap
pied with its doom. And then the men,
DRY OF the coils of ascending brilliance
IN those eyes Of hers, rising in ringed
beauty, deepening in power in the deep
ening power of the waltz whorls viii h
the band tossed off. Was she slowly,
surely and surely slipping into the
snake charm Of snake life? Resisting
today, bound to succumb tomorrow?
BAIL How could / think it? For-mem-
DRY OF memories that sent big manly
heart throb to my very throat and made
my temples beat like trip hammers, that
one moment when her life bieathed up
ON my arm, and we moved metrically
on the pulse Of music, when through
the lotus moonlight our eyes arose to
one another and spoke forever.
Hello! What are you thinking
about?" says Caithness, breaking into
the silence. Look out, man. You'll
kick the lantern over"
Also. Now, what to do, gentle
menu" demanded the professor, staring
down at the shadowgraph Of leer that
stared up at him and stared at us all,
though fixed upon one. 81 fear it is
very sad. know the horned viper.
meet him in Africa. Also. He can live
two years in a glass jar without to eat.
He endures prolonged hunger. What to
do, gentlemen?"
What i'll earth does the woman want
with it," says Caithness. 1.-THE mys-
terry thickens. To kill herself or some
body else?"
Somebody elsep' l sneeIed. And
yet his words made me start.
"Well, the thing is what to do with
it" says Caithness, tipping back in his
chair. ''It will be out on us if you
don't take care. The lock, you know, is
not secured at the aperture for breath. )"
Drop him overheard just now"
says the professor, preparing to take mp
the girdle. The leer looked at him. The
professor moved quickly toward the
portfolio.
"Hold up" I cried, selling his arm.
"I'll chaperon that snake.
billions, you are an immortal ass, I"
shouted Caithness. "You II repent this.
For Gods sake overheard with it into
the immortal sea. Save the woman and
save yourself.
81 have a purpose in keeping it," 1
said coolly. / caught again upon the
plate the snakely, gargoylean leer. cal
low me, Herr Doktor." l reached over
the professors arm, and took that CIR
die. Did it ooze just one hairs breadth
forward? 1t required no very lively inn
agination to feel the leprous death
spring, and the stream through the
tubular canals of the Intervals fangs
and then the dazing, dizzy torment
overtakes your manhood's life. But
moved toward the stateroom door.
"By heaven, hold up'' shouts CATH
ness, now gripping hold of the profess
or's arm. doctor, it's the bravest
thing I've seen done since Jimmie Fad
den planked the union jack on Majuba
hill in the teeth of Zulu arrows tipped
with the poison of the puff adder. By
heaven, Britain honors the bravel What
the devil is your intention, billions? Let
him go, doctor. / know billions eye.
He has plan. But let's all shake hands
on this one point, We'll stand by my
Lady Jemappes and garner her tremen-
dous secret through the thick and thin
of it all She's not to blame, feel. "
God bless man! Give me man,
and not woman, every big, grand inch
of him, to stand by woman!
"I'll be with you anon, Dillons," 1
heard CaithDess call.
I tell you, it did not take me very
long to reach my stateroom. / dared
not trifle with that girdle, even though
my plan of action was formulated in
my own brain. Again the sharp, white
electric thrill moved over me. Had the
creature contained within that belt the
power of emitting Internal magnetism? l
would place it near the portfolio. Re-
Numbering the habits of the African
asp, that it could bury itself in sand,
would throw my heavy overcoat over
it. Don't disturb my clothes in that
corner, George" said to the steward
appearing at the door. "I'm not feel
ing well today. 1 shall stay in my
bunk. Have my meals sent in to me.
And-hold up there. Order me a six
pence Of grog. Right away, mind"
So far my plan. would fain illness,
that / might watch my dread compan-
ion. ] dared not appear on deck for
fear of encountering the eyes Of the La
dy Jemappes. What would be her agony
and terror, missing the belt? knew
that she would still linger on deck as
the evening deepened, hoping for a
sight of her horrible zone, in whose or
bit her destiny lay. At evening I would
but that is anticipating
Till join my Revolutionary forefa-
theirs and warm up with them around
the fires of their campaigns and con-
ficts, shall ever forget the day pass
ed in stateroom 40? 1t was one good
hour before / could make up my mind
to take my eyes off that girdle or my
pistol either. I covered it with my
Smith g. Wesson for two hours, hours
of torment, while again went over the
details of my plan for the relief OF q
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