The Washington times., 1912-04-19
! THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
Darkness andDaWn
By George Allan England . s;sSz Aa..., % Co.
Copyright, 1911
(The Frank A. Munsey Coz

! And all about the fire stern saw a
wheeling, circling, eddylng mob OF black
| and frtghtful shapes.
The swiner' he breathed. Wait
walt W l make a pint or two OF Pull
Even rs he spoke the concourse grew
upon the forest. Something was helng
led forward toward the fre-somethipg
FOR which the Others all made way.
Tie wind frsshencd. with 1t Increased
| the volume of smoke Another fright
rned bird. cheeping sorlornly. fluttered
I ahINe the tree.tops. G1~-
and ghastly, that climbed, climbed iii
| 1t broke in bubbling, choking gasp.
| Came sharp clicking sound. quick
and the dance began again. madder,
more obscenely ,hideous than ever,
SnS nd 5TpfHS tSe 6isEsr Ste5n ohe2h SN1
pulverite to working. the better!'
Undecided no longer. determined now
on a course of definite action without
! Into the room. Upon his forehead stood
| a. cold AMI ,prlcklinE sweat of horror
and disgust But to the lips he forced
a smil.'. as, in the half light Cf the red
tri"e. t.i% "''''S "S"n' 'e ore" close TO nea-
Then all at once, to his unspeak BILE
relief, .r he saw the girl was sleeping:
with the long strain, the terrible IA
iGnes Of tho past rhirty-six hours. she
had lain down and had droppcd of to
| Very beautiful she looked, half seen in
the morning gloom. One arm crossed
| her full bosom. the ether rillowed her
check And. bending close, Stern watch
| cd her long minute.
| With strange emotion he heard even
brcothing; he caught the peIfumc. Of
her warm. ripe womanhood. Never had
hnitely to be loved. TO be desired.
And ut thought "f that peast- horde
In the wood below, at realization Of
cpance to be dis covered and :nade cap
| tive, his face went hard as iron. An
| ugly. savage looked posse ssed him, and
| nc clinched both fists.
For brief second he stopped still
| closer; he laid his lips soundlessly.
gently upon her hair. And when again
he stood up the look in his eyes boded
threaten the sleeping girl. -
so now to work.! said he.
Into his own room he stepped quietly.
his room where he had collected his
various implements and chemicals.
First OF all. he set out on the floor a
\ two-quart copper tea kettle, and be-
side this, choosing carefully. he ranged
| the necessary ingredients for a ''mak-
ing of his secret explosive.
| Now, the wash-out water" said he,
| taking another larger dish.
rS Over to the water pail he walked
|
black and puzzled frown.
| WHAT" he exclaimed But-there
isn't a pint left all together! HIM! Now,
, then, here is a situation
Hastily he recalled how the great la
| bors Of the previous day. the wireless
! experiments and all had prevented him
from going out to the spring to replen-
ish their supply. Now. though he bit
| terly cursed himself for his neglect
that did no good. The fact remained,
| there was no water.
| "Scant pint. maybe!' said he. "And
| I've got to have a gallon at the very
| least. to say nothing of drink for two
I people. And the horde there, camping
| round the spring. Je-ru-salem!''
| Softly he whist'od to himself: then,
to solve this vital, unexpected
| problem. fell 70 pacing the floor
| Day. slowly looming through the win
dow. showed his features set and hard.
Close at hand the breath of morning
| winds stirred the treetops. But OF the
usual busy twitter and gossip of birds
| among the branches. now there was
| none. for down below there in the for
est the shoulish vampire revels still
held sway.
Stern. at a loss, swore hotly under his
breath.
Then suddenly he found himself: he
| came to decision.
I'm going down" he vowed. "1'm
going down to see!"
a Continuation of This story VIII
| BE Found In TomOrrOw's
Issue of The Times.