Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-05-09

her steps so far, but she knew she must make
quick choice.
As though her question was to be answered
Tor her, she noticed the chatter of the monkeys
suddenly changing observed wild alarm in
their voices and looking UP, saw a host an
army of them hutllled close together then slip
ping swiftly in wild disorder, from tree to tree
For SOME reason perhaps the note so closely kin
to terror of human beings in their every action
Lucille felt a thrill of something more than un
easiness coming upon her she stared into the
backness to make out the reason for their
alarm. Swiftly she shrank back before the blaz-
ing balls of fire that were fastened upon her
from the heavy wall of vines and creepers
She seemed 10 swim in those great, blazing
eyes, those eyes that did not move from hers
but sent forth flames though they were fed
from some unquenchabe fire. A cracking of
twlgs and the beast disappeared But the rustic
overhead, the wild screeches of the monkey tribe
did not diminish in volume 1t struck Iucille as
lncongruous that from the hatred she had felt
moment before for the gibberne lit lie creatures
with their aged faces she should now be ex-
perencng friendliness, almost sense of COM
radeshp in this mutual danger
Again that cracking of twigs. this time in
greater volume, and where before but one pair
of wild eyes had stared at her. there were now
many eyes. She recollected the fires her savage
friends had built of night that the Jungle beasts
might not disturb them. But she had no means
OF lighting fire. She alone, with nothing
to assist her save her own ingenuity She re-
treated slowly fear hanging upon her feet hold
hat
her retreat was observed and would probably be
taken for sign of fear
AT the sound the trees were shaken violently
by another rush of the little tree-men II eaye
her an idea instantly. Even as the ewes grew
miraculously into long, graceful bodies. Lucille
reached up and grasped the thick walls of creep
ers dangling from a giant-trunked tree Came
rush, so silent and sure-footed she could hear
put 1ne falnt pdf-pdt OF the leopards feet. fol-
lowed by heavy click of jaws. Instinctivelv she
drew her feet up under her and fear lending
impetus TO her movements cambered swiftly up
the vines until the welcome crotch of the tree
supported her.
Below her gathered the leopards, their sleek
bodies twining restlessly round and round the
tree where their quarry was, now and then lean
ing high in the air. their bodies convolutinp as
eney sprang toward her, trying fruitessly to find
some method of reaching that tree-crotch
Their undimnshed ferocity sent chill
through her. Higher and higher she climbed
climbed until the terrifying sight was shut from
ner eyes by the heavy foliage beneath, climbed
until her muscles ached, climbed until even the
crunching of twigs beneath failed to reach up to
her.
Beneath her swayed the Jungle Above her
1ilckered myriad of stars. Like peep-holes in
some great theater-curtain they were through
which the master-player might watch what was
gong on in his world They thrilled Lucille with
their familiarity. So long she had been here in
TINS Jungle she seemed to have forgotten the
existence of stars regarded them as old friends
These same stars that looked down upon her
now, were looking down upon Manila, upon her
father, upon her sweetheart. These same stars
were candles of Truth that would not, could not
unbushingly look upon such disaster as threat
ened her being consummated.
Inc reflection loaned her courage from
without herself. She felt great weight lifted
from her eyebas at being more in a nat
ural light. She strained her sight in everv direc-
ton, revelling in this glimpse of world she
knew so well, rejoicing at the realization that
even the vast jungle with its menacing breath
was but shallow thing that reached but lit
tie way and only supericially closed out the
heavens. the same heavens that looked down
upon her home.
And then her eyes were halted stayed in
tnelr review by the sight of a long, thin spiral
of smoke rising and reaching up toward the
stars in wispy fragity. 1t came from miles to
the westward. But Lucille knew that smoke for
hre and the fire to be that lighted by human
hands, W
She lifted her eyes toward one glowing.
long-wicked star that seemed So close She had
but to reach up her finger tips to snuff its light
And the flame Of the star seemed to bend to-
ward her, incline gracefully toward her as
though acknowledging the gratitude that glowed
in her own star-ike eyes and encouraging her
and cheering her with it's luster.
CHAPTER XVIII.
Loubeque Fights Dozen Strange Emotion.
I OuBEQuE could not have explained wbv. had
ne tried, but the thought that Lucille still
possessed the mystic amulet given her by the
savage chief for saving his daughters life and
which had served in such good stead against his
Vaccinations worried him more than a little
True, his plot had succeeded the pit his servant
dug across the trail had swallowed her IN and
the old native crone had brought him the pre-
clous papers. But he was worried. This Jungle
was a menacing thing, something which he
could not command it had been his custom
10 command things animate. Here, his position
was put little stronger than that of the relent-
less girl He felt himself, at times, almost wish
ing to be rid OF the quams which had forbade
ms serving her with death sentence.
She had the mystic amulet still and ALWAYS
plotting in advance those things he wished done,
1T bothered him not to know exactly how great
the power of that amulet was. He attempted to
question his servant but the fellow aways
crouched away from him in terror at being cues
toned, evidently frightened of even the
mention of the thing than he was of his master
Together with the uncertainty of his posi-
tion. with realization of the intense loneliness
mis- inability to speak the language of any peo-
pie he might chance to meet the international
spy fought his way through the Jungle in more
OF spirit OF terror than he ever experienced
before. Nights, when he would build fires to
fend off wild beasts that gathered in circle
and stared with their blazing eyes from out the
blackness he would find her face emerging from
the flames, her beautiful eyes-the eyes of her
mother, the woman he had loved and whose
memory he still loved-would stare at him in
pitiful pleading wells of purity and truth and
love that seemed overshadowed with pity from