Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1913-09-12
CHAPTER XIX.
The Garden Of Eden.

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ROSETTA had left.
Astra watched N~apoleon's thought
ful face with some apprehension. At
times he would sit gazing into space.
entirely obllvious to his surroundings.
Rositta's fight had made him aware
OF the harm that could come to his be-
loved country.
Their honeymoon had been short, as
neither could be absent from their
posts long. The following week Astra
returned to her presidential duties and
Napoleon to his a~erodromone.
Shortly after their return he talked
long and seriously with his wife. Then
the American Eagle left the roof of
the Crystal Palace and few toward
the west. He stopped at Ciryne and
questioned Sullivan, and found that
Santos and Rositta had left the aero
dromone In Russia. So he knew that
they had. by this time, perfected their
plans. and the fact that Rositta signed
herself as the Princess Of Schomburg
Lithow alone made 1t plain that they
would try to take warfare into the air.
Jerome Whistler was at the labora-
tory and Napoleon give him instruc-
lions. He inspected the stock of avail
able cirynith, then spent many hours
over his drawing table, but when he
was through with his work began to
whistle a pleasant melody. Rolling
up his drawings. he said in a low,
exultant voice: "This will come as q
surprise"
He called Jerome Whistler and
turned the drawings over to him. It
was an aerodromone.
Il am glad we have enough material
to do this, friend Whistler; besides,
we will have enough left over for other
purposes"
Napoleon returned to the capital to
report and advise Astra that he would
make a longer trip for accommodating
purposes. He left that evening. He
visited Suemeg, and there saw what
he expected to see. People were
busily at work, making the peak like
an immense ant hill. He saw Santos
emerge from one building and walk
across the plain to another, and the
knew, then, that Santos had betrayed
him; that aerodromones would fight
against aerodromones in Gods clear,
pure air.
He was sad that the man whom he
had trusted so implicitly had turned
traitor at the instigation of the count
ess.
Satisfied that his surmise was cor
rect, he turned homeward and after
a short conference with Astra left
again. This time he traversed the Pa.
cific coast of the Americas. Starting
from Mexico, he went southwark,
watching his electro-spectroscope in
c~essantly, while he circled over the
volcanic regions of the Andes.
Day after day he continued his
search, going farther and farther
south, always near the ocean. His
spectroscope showed signs of cirynith
several times, but never In large guam
Weeks were spent this way. From
time to time he returned to Washing.
ton, and each time he returned he
stopped a few hours at Ciryne to see
how the work on the new machine
was progressing.
He had raked through Colombia and
Ecuador with minute care and now
was on the border of Peru. He CON
tinued his search with u~nswerving
faith In ultimately finding the precious
metal that would enable him to build
a larger feet.
He had been circling over the An
des, peering down on steep precipices
rugged slopes and snow-covered peaks
where goats and llamas were the only
inhabitants, when suddenly he saw an
intense greenish light glowing on his
speotroscope. He slowed down, and
the instrument gave evidence of q
large deposit Of cirynith. Not more
than two hundred feet below him
stretched a broad snow-covered peak.
A ~lavatic, porous, bare space was Wis
ible through the snow, on the north
eastern corner, and there he found
what he sought. The precious cirynith
lay in heavy layers, almost perfectly
puTS' Inc OSpO5iI Wdp HUI az AdiSe
as the one in Hungary, but more cas-
lily obtainable. and 1t would be un'
necessary to go through a lot of pre-
liminary steps before they could carry
1t away.
Satisfied with his discovery. he ex'
plored the secluded spot that eve be-
fore had been touched by human foot
The geological formation was of vol
canic origin. 1t seemed as though the
mountain had been rent apart and the
space left between the raw edged
ridges In the course of time had de-
veloped into a paradise.
The place appealed to his sentimen'
tai instincts. He took his machine
over to the meadow and ate his lunch
on the green, messy grass. He filed
his cup from the crystal lake and
drank deep Of the cool, refreshing
water.
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