The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1909-02-12

PSsfpnot's eiGasstts Vsot sst; hs
lighted aasthss. 80 lasks1 hare at
Rarris.
But" rsssnsA Haxyis, ssserly,
'ssAcisat unto ths day. ysa kpsw-
I didat intsaA - aay = ouaA O.
did-it voslA % - OsoA-svaa you
and PSerpoat vill forgst M-at seems
70 Impossible asA - aas avay-lke
the burning ost Of tho sun. WAst I
wast - disesss b ths paaalAaAofy or
probability Of . ChinamaA-a nsabes
Of the Kuen-Ysin. bsins Asrs. q this
moment. In the forest"
III he b." said Pierpoat. "possibiy
the ssld-makers ove thsar discovery
to him
Il do not doubt II fsr . ssoond."
said Barris. earnestly.
took the little golden globe n my
hand. and examined the characters en-.
graved upon 1t.
'Harris." said Pierpont. Il east be
lieve IN sorcery while I am wearing
one Of Sanford's shooting suits. In the
pocket of which rests an uncut volume
OF the DucheS1-
Neither can l." said, for I read
the Evening Post. and I know Mr.
Godkin would not allow It, Hello
What's the matter with this gold
ball."
What Is the natter" said Rarris.
grimly.
"Why-why-it's changing color
purple. no. crimson-no. it's green
mean-good heavens: these dragons
are twisting under my fingers-"
'Impossible!" muttered Pierpont.
leaning over me: those are not
dragons"
Mo-" I cried. excitedly: they are
pictures Of that reptile that Barrs
brought back-see-see how they
crawl and turn"
Drop it!" commanded Barris; and
I threw the ball on the turf In IN in
slant We had all knelt down on the
grass beside it, but the globe was
again golden. grotesquely wrought
with dragons and strange signs.
Pierpont. a little red in the face.
picked 1t up. and handed 1t to Barrs.
He placed it on . chair, and sat down
beside me.
"Whew!" said I, wiping the perspr.
alton from my face: how did you
play US that trick, Barris!"
Trick" said Barris. contemptu.
ously.
looked at Pierpont. and my heart
sank. II this was not trick. what was
1t? Pierpont returned my glance and
colored. but all he said was: Its
devilish queer" and Barris answered
Yes. devilish." Then Barris asked me
again to tell my story. and l did. be-
ginning from the time l met David
in the spinney to the moment when
sprang into the darkening thicket
where that yellow mask had grinned
like = phantom skull.
Shall We try to nnd the fountain
l asked after q pause.
"Yes-and-er-the lady" suggest
ed Pierpont. vaguely.
Don't be an a." said, . little In
patiently. you need not come, you
know"
"oh, I'll come" said Pierpont, "un-
less you think l am indiscreet-'
Shut up. Pierpont," said Barris.
this thing is serious; I never heard Of
such glade or such . fountain, but
its true that nobody knows this for
est thoroughly. It's worth whole try
ing for; Roy. can you ind your way
back to it,"
Easily" 1 answered: when shall
We go?"
1T will knock our snipe shooting
on the head" said Pierpont. but when
one has the opportunity of finding =
live dream-lady-"
rose. deeply offended, but Pierpont
was not very penitent and his laughter
was irresistible.
The lady's yours by right of dis
covery." he said; I'll promise not to
infringe on your dreams-Ill dream
about other ladies'"
Come, come" said l, I'll have
Hewlett put you to bed in a minute.
Barris. II you are ready-we can get
back to dinner"
Barris had risen and was gazing
at me earnestly.
What's the NATTER" asked nery.
ously, for l saw that his eyes were
fixed on my forehead, and l thought
of Ysonde and the white crescent
scar.
Is that q birthmark?" said Barrts.
"Yes-why, Barris!'
"Nothing-an Interesting coinct
dence-"
"What!-for heavens sake."
The scar-or rather the birthmarh.
1t is the print Of the dragons claw
the crescent symbol of Yue-Laou-"
CTo BE coNTINUEDy