Arizona republican., 1911-06-28

upon the yardarms. I've seen them many times in my old sea faring davs-av! and had their ghastly glare in my face too yet am heret'
 Here! and still skeptical 1 see!" Thorne smiled. "Will nothing ever change, l wonder, your prosaic and mate rialistic tendency2"
 "Ies!" Hartley rose suddenly from his chair and went to the window. Pulling the curtains aside he looked out into the night. You shall show me the lights!" ~fDo you really mean it?" said Hartley, peering out into the black blue of the mOonless night from the carriage window; "do you really mean it?"
 Mean what? ?"-neither of the men had spoken since the carriage had left the house. It was now slowly mounting the up-drive of the private way to the links. The bright end Of a cigarette in Thorne's hand glowed fitfully with the indraught of his lips and then, as he threw 1t out, made a bright parabola tO the ground. Mean what Do you think an old wives tale would draw me to the Downs at this hour If did not know that there are some things beyond your ken or mine? If l did not be- lieve that the world holds many in so-called spirit form, treading the paths that lie be- tween heavcn.and--"
 "Bosh." Hartley put out his hand to stay the flow of words-words that in him raised only decided antagonism. "Tve no doubt you think you believe in all this you study and you lecture and you be- lieve2or bring yourself to q semblancc of belicf-but you don't really, You can't, The thing is too 4agrantly a case carrying with t all sorts of ideas and the Scotch verdict not proven-''
 "We go" Thorne said. with an aggres- sive positiyeness in his voice, to prove it! Here we are, and l wish"
 What"
 That for your sake we may sec the lights, may speak to the Gray People and-and, y he repeated, for once in your life you may exchange q doubt for faithi"
 The carriage stopped under a grove be- hind the caddy house. and the two men walked quickly and silently across the fair green to the Shelter.
 For fully half an hour the two men sat and waited alert to anything that in the dark of the night seemed A pOrtent of what one of them at least wished-they both wished in fact-one for the proving, the
  lay uppermost. Hartley had begun the watch with light and trivial expression, to be quickly stillcd, however, by ThOrnes earnest, somber mood. From where they sat the first tee was dimly visiblc-its out line a blot beyond the outer wall sf the knoll which bore the Shelter There was nothing depressing in the outlook, but 1t imposed siience-a silence unbroken ex- cept for the champing of the horses in the woods back of the caddy house and an occasional call of a night owl or hutter of dreaming bird. Hartley was beginning to get uneasy. The chair he sat in was hard, and whilst he did 1t as noiselessly as pos sible, he constantly changed his position, and at last said:
 "Let's give it up, old chap! There's nothing in it. We've given 1t q fair trial but tonight is not"
 He ceased abruptly. Clearly and dis tinctlv on the first tee glowed a smal. light "a light of pale phOsphorescencc-green- sh and uncannyl
 Look, Thornel Wake up! Whats that?"
 ThOrne had been dozing for a moment. Hartley's hand on his arm awakened him To instant alertness.
 The phantom ball" he whispered.
 Even as they both watched, the disk of fight rose from the tee-out into the black blue of the heavens it scared, straight down he fair green toward the first hole.
 Both men were on their feet.
 Watch" It was ThOrne's voice, hoarse and insistent Watch The otheri"
 A pale blue light appeared on the tee For a moment it iiickered and then fol- owed, though with apparently weaker orce and direction, the first balls flight )ver the course.
 There was rush of air as both men left he Shelter, Hartley in the lead. Instinc- lively the two drew together and Hartley's lrm closed about Thorne.
 "Let's keep together" he said, "and ollow. Follow until l knowl" There was change in the attitude of he two. Hartley was excited to the verge ,f recklessness. Thorne, calm and delib- rate, investigating a truth that had been O him always a truth, and not wishing to isk false step. "Hold on, ," he said "Hold on! If they Ire playing golf the balls cannot be more han over the brow of the hill" Arm linked in arm, they paced to the 1 ,row of the slight declivity that marked he length of fair drive from the tee "There they areW The jerk of Hart | sy's arm almost threw ThOrne off his feet. | Seei Both of them" Thorne broke loose and rushing down l he slope was soon within reach of the | ghts one showing greenish white, l he other and nearer one. pale blue upon | he dark of the grass As Thorne came to he first it disappeared-went out, leaving | nly the balcfui glcam of the greenish one, bout ten yards beyond where Thorne had | topped He advanced toward it. and Iartlov could see that he stopped as lough hoping to catch 1t in his hands
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