The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-12-26

Thou srt more lovely thapIhe golden
Thou arr stronger than all gods.
Thou art purer thaD/the lily.
ttr7rT IT. rrTrTfvr 1uT prT7CT-
lllustrious moth>f We brine our sac
II is thou wl~ receiveth and thou who
offerrfh
We are N thee ana thou ART Of us,
feceiyr Us into thy Paradise"
The song died into a momentary 81.
lelce. Then the silver tones OF a gong
sounded floating melodiously ON the
still air 70 the unseen listener, ana
four white-robed figures passed out
/ from the doors OF the hut. For lit
tie they stood with their faces raised
TO the sky in an attitude OF solemn
/ contemplation then turned and fol-
lowed the path To the hills David
! Hurst drew back into the shadow, but
he need not have feared detection,
/ FOR they seemed neither TO fear nor
! suspect 'he presence Of a watcher lie
heard their footsteps grow fainter and
/ the soft full note OF the gong, struck
at regular intervals. lowered on the
| stiffness like some dreany memory OF
| sound. Then the distance enVeloped
+ n utterly and there Was silence. David
-Aarst-eFept oute4-A4- hiding place
/ Clumsily but cautiously he made his
/ way along the edge OF the corn fields,
/ his eyes slraining through the luml'
nous darkness. his breath coming in
painful smothered gasps. His lame
! foot dragged, making a curious shut
/ fling. sound. and when he came once
lmore I'm sight OF the four natives he
| stopped a moment and waited. But
] -. 1 xnrs4 M
on in stately silence until the corn
/ fields were passed. and the jungle rose
! before than like black wall ascend
/ INK 70 the stars. Then once more the
gong was struck louder, more en-
phatically. as though i'll its sonorons
tone st thoaght 70 embrace the world.
/ we worship thee. . Goddess. thou art
/ Thou art tho Creator and the created.
! From thee pouretA- forth Z li.-lI4-4t
/ To thee The lisht returucth
Receive ~ into tbs Paradise
The might OF tie jungle enguied
them Here the gray ghostly light
which had hung over the corn fields
faded into impenetrable gloom. Only
overhead Though the twisted branches
I OF the trees ,he stars flashed down
their signals with malicious bright
ness.
David Hurst nuhg back. shiyering.
/ Panic and a despairing resolve battled
over him For HIM this was the end,
+, the place OF terror from which no man
returneth He looked over his shout
der. Beyond the stretch OF silver
praSp he could see the warm lights OF
the]tsyeT- arc> standing apart, the soil
- L. q h
his father have Nlrned hnd looked
back. twelve years $50 He was 20
ing along the path his father had trod-
den-but Tor other reasons, not be-
cause he vas brave, bat because ne
was "A coward not because he was
the most worthy TO face danger, but
because ne was Worthless. lie ala
not reason IL out. Instinct and blinj
pain guided him TO this desperate sell
humiliation "a Weakling IA coward,
Mrs Hurst had said. and he knew II
was true. His limbs ached with ia
tigue fear OF the unknown froZe his
blood But Just Tor once--for the first
and last iime-he was going TO act a.
! though il were 40. -rue. Afterward
there was going TO be no atterward
but the disgrace would be wiped out
/ His mother would not have to com
pare him with those others who bore
the name honorably and be ashamed
/ He wondered what they would think,
/ when they found Kim there Where II
was death 10 go Perhaps. after all.
She might be a little proud.
lie turned back resolutely to the
Jungle and stumbled on. There was
mo path now. Thick underground
spread itself over the stony ground:
the branches OF the trees struck him-
across the lace and clutcned at him
with thorny hands; something moist
land Shiny writhed under his foot and
went Kissing into the darkness The
steepness OF the ascent caused his
breath 10 come in short stabbing
gasps, and the blood throbbed az his
/ temples, tut he never lost sight OF the
/ figures which guided him. TO his
dazed eyes they seemed 10 float
through the gloom like gray ghosts
borne hy some mysterious wind A
moment later, they disappeared. Then
terror won the upper hand: the hOr.
\ rOr of the loneliness the darkness.
/ the intangible fastened ON him like "a
I Hanged monster y scream parted his
! lips bur was smothered by an effort
OF the will which eft him shaking as
with the ague. No--nOt that-not 10
be found because he had cried out
like coward lie felt that the half
uttered scream would have been
STAMPED on his dead face and that
This mother would nave seen anu turn.
ed away with scorn in rIer eyes.
lie plunged OF blindly through the
thicket. hypnotizina himself against
fear and exhaustion, and suddenly the
! jungle fell behind like a nightmare
and-he stood In a vague half.lighted
world Chat was as the dreamy transi.
+ ton from sleep 10 wakefulness.
Then. little by little. his vision clear
ed He saw above him the clear be
! i4weled heaven, aud before him the
/ last ascent. barren OF all vegetation.
and liz by the pale silver OF 'ttre rising
moon. The shsdowy figures OF his un-
/ conscious guides were once more, visi.
! bile. but they were no longer alone
/ From every side. others joined them
I till e seemed as though a white river
| flowed MP toward the summit. silent.
save for the reiterated note o. the
gong, which rang clearer. more com
polling I'm the purer air.
/ David Hurst waited until the pro.
cession had disappeared over the brow
of The hill. then followed cautiously
I Fear stu logged aim. Ills own shad-
ow gigantic and mis-proportlOncd
] seamc1 In him a silent gliding enemy