The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1910-08-25

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this stone or I will kill you'll" And
when there was no reply save wild
sobbing laugh the Englishman pulled
the trigger.
Above the noise OF the explosion the
doctor heard q shrek OF pain that
diminished as the Canton man fed
from the scene. leaving him alone In
the underground prison house with
little chance of escape.
After q vain endeavor to lift the
stones that walled him In he retraced
his way down the steps and turned the
rays of his lamp about the chamber.
The image of the Goddess OF Mercy.
filling two thirds OF the space. was
propped slantingiy against one wall.
revealing furnished splendors OF paint
and gliding; the staring. supercilious
eyes were Of painted porcelain. but
nowhere was there q trace OF tho
precious gems with which tradition
had loaded the image.
There was q movement on the out
stretched hand of the Goddess OF
Hqnv. and Osmond started violently:
q D1hall venomous snake inched its
way up the arm and disappeared over
the shoulder. He turned the light
rapidly here and there, and then he
understood the full sweetness Of the
Canton mans revenge. while the skin
about his temples seemed to shrink
with terror.
The rays of the lamp fell on count
less writhing forms of serpents.
The flashing of the light seemed to
rouse the reptiles to greater anger;
they Kissed loudly until he snapped 1t
out. but the horror of total darkness
oyercame this other fear. and he
turned It on again. the tense fixed on
the fallen image.
II he got out alive he would have
rich material for his book. This UNDER
ground chamber could tell him many
things once rid of Its occupants. But
he would never get. out alive. 30 1t
would be of no use bhim! He laughed
bitterly, and the sound echoed weirdly
among the rocks. There was quick
rustling-and the serpents had disap-
peared!
II he could keep them away by
shouting he would do SO. and at the
same time be might be heard. But that
was absurd. for all his native servants
were arrant towards. and there was
no foreigner nearer than the town. All
at once he remembered that two off,
GERS from the British cruiser In the
harbor were to spend the evening with
him. Might they wonder at his alb
sence and look for him, He, who was
never a praying man. called upon God
to send his friends that way. Then
he lifted bis voice and shouted their
names again and again.
By and by when he was tired ST.
lence reigned In the chamber; ono by
one the snakes came back and stared
at him with lidless watching eyes. He
gazed at the porcelain orbs OF the
Goddess Of Mercy and thought how lit
tie mercy there was In her disciple, the
Canton mani
The serpents were becoming OBJ
noxious again. and this time he pulled
out his revolver and aimed at the tiny
viper In the outstretched hand. There
was the sharp tinkle of shattered
porcelain and when the smoke settled
down to the floor the Goddess Of Mercy
still thrust forth an arm. but tho hand
was broken: on the door among tho
crushed fingers lay the straight slim
body Of tho dead viper.
Osmond leaned forward ana peered
at the half palm extended toward him.
His eyes distended and his breath
came sharply. The hand was hollow.
and poised on the broken edge was
something that gleaDe strangely In
the lamplighti The emperor had been
NO fool who had placed his offefine
within the hand of the Goddess OF
Mercy! The doctor stretched forth
hand and. with unbefieviDS eyes,
touched the sparkling green stone; II
fell into his palm and nestled there.
while be gloated over II. Reaction
came when he remembered that he
was a prisoner until death!
He shouted again and again.. He
lifted his weapon and shot the porce-
lain eyes from the staring image. He
shot at the other hand and saw that II
was wood. He shot at the kissing
serpents and drove them away from
the stone steps. and then he mounted
the steps and tried to throw fash Of
light through the crack of the flag
stones.
At last there was distant shout
an English shout-and be- shouted In
return; he reloaded his weapon and
fred recklessly through the cracks
and he flashed bis light repeatedly.
The shouts grew nearer. and he recog-
nized the voices Of the naval visitors
he had expected
When they found him his own eager
hands helped to lift the stones OF his
prison. Briefly they told Of their visit
10 the bungalow and their wonder at
his absence. their natural suspicion
and their search for him. In turn he
told his story. and they did not believe
he had found the emerald until he dis
played It to their wondering eyes.
Back In the bungalow Osmond asked
for the time. 1T must be near morn
Ing" he said.
Ten O'clock" remarked Lieutenant
Breer, with 4 glance at the white hair
thar sr,rinkied Osmond,a hend--ft had