The log cabin Democrat., 1914-10-09

luciIIe's Elephant.
 peoples belief in her And then the smile died upon her lips. faded from her eyes and was succeeded by one of fear.
 For behind the throng. arms folded. his saturnine face impassive. cold, de- termined, stood Hugo Loubeque. his eyes fastened undeviaingiy upon her
 What followed the ceremonial at- tendant upon the presentation of the white elephant to Lucille was all blur to her. She remembered being taken to some temple, the triumphant return in the chair upon the back of the sacred beast, but always before her eyes loomed the figure of Hugo Lou beQue This afternoon, when she had come back to the hut which the chief assigned to her, she felt certain relief at knowing the man was about.
 Vaguely she had dreaded his coming before but always had she thought 1t inevitable that he would come upon her She knew him too we'll to imagine he could have survived his ships fire and still lose track of the papers for which he had fought so hard And the diary with his life's story, his mapped out scheme of revenge; the picture of the woman he loved which he had kept so many years No. she had always felt that the man was far from defeat ed even though the belt had been thrown away long since and the con- tents transferred to bag she carried next her heart.
 Times there were when she would have fled from the place In a sudden fit of hysteria induced by thinking of the urgency for the information in her possession being in Manila. Cooler thought always made her grapple with the impulse for hate and place herself in the hands of this superior power which had looked after her through such startling happenings.
 If the international spy was at work and at work she knew he assuredly was. now he had located her-why did he not strike? That was the hardest pat OI dCt btdy III IHc iiidSt~tuc constant strain of waiting for the in- evitable.
 It was the fourth day that her atten- ton was irresistibly drawn to na- tive whose facial traits differed so ma terially from those of any of the men she had seen about the village that she studied him more closely.
 The man was seated cross legged, upon a log just little distance be- 1 yond the village. His eyes were mar row slits that emitted sharp slants of evil light when they fell upon her. a light that frightened her and made her turn hurriedly back toward her hut
 She had not made over twenty steps before an unseen menace cast its shadow upon her heart. Though she could hear nothing, she knew uncon. sciously that the man was following her at such a pace he was obviously doing so for a purpose
 Slowly. relentlessly, the pat pat of the natives feet came to her. She halted and whirled upon him. The slits of eyes met her own and she read there the light of an unconquerable purpose. Her lips opened but no words would come.
 Cautiously. stealthily be advanced upon her. There was a deathlike cold ness about him that reminded her of the one she knew to be his master. She could feel the glitter of his eyes. could read the meaning in the terrible hands which were outstretched toward her.
 There seemed nothing to do, no way out Of his clutches. She tried to shriek, but felt the sounds strangline in her throat. Her fingers encounter. ed the slender golden threads that wound the amulet about her neck She ripped at them as though they had caused her fright And then ev. erything became more distinct moro astonishing
 For, with little gasp of fright. the ] menacing figure dropped fat unon tho ground, dropped before her. For a second she thought the man was deod then her eyes widened with astonish. ment as slowly, with face turned al. ways down, the man crawled in a wriggling motion suggestive of a snake. back, back, back. until his hotv was iost in the tangle of shrubbery where she had come across him first