The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1914-08-05

a few swift bounds would bring him
to her side. =
Beyond the temple lay the same
stream by which, miles away, Kathlyn
had seen the funeral lpyres and about
which! she had had so weird a fantasy
II this stream was deep there was IA
chance for life. 49,
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"Truee W ater.,'
When Kathlyn came to the river,
she sweryed toward the broadcast
part q IT, n twice she stumbled over
boulders, but rose pluckiiy and,
bruised and HESS, plunged into
tho water. It was swift running and
shoulder deep, and she was forced to
swim strongly to gain the opposite
shore. She dragged herself up % the
bank and, once there, looked back.
What she saw rather astonished her
She could not solve the lrlddleiati first.
The lion seemed TO be struggling
with some invisible opponent. He
stood knee deep in the sands, tugging
and pulling. He began to roar. Even
as Kathlyn gazed she saw his chest
touch the sand and his swelling TANKS
,sink3 lower. Fascinated. she could not
Withdraw her gaze. How his mighty
shoulders heaved and pulled! But
down. down lover and lower. It'll
nothing but tlle great named head re:
ttTained insyleW.s Then that was drawn
down; the sand filled the animals
mouth and Stopped Ills grbaring. low.
fer, lower. 20. 5:s, y 4
Quicksands! The spot where J ne e
had digappearsds stirredSand ,glistened
and sHuddered, and then the eternal
tb1ankness Of sand. iss stlssltsg .'ia9i
She was not, then, to die? Should
i,she return To the temple? Would
they not demand of her the restora;
Etion gof the slion? She must 60 on On,
whittier she knew not. She regret,
Fled tho peace Of the temple in the
daytime. She could BEE tho domes from
where she stood Like 1shmael, she
must go on, forever and forever on.
was God watching over her? Was
RitSihis hand which stayed the on.
[5slaught ot the beast and defeated the
baser schemes or man? Was there
to be a haven at the end? She smiled
:wanly What more was to beset her
path she knew not, nor cared Just
then, since there was to be "a haven
at the end Is 4,
Perhaps precedence brought to her;
mind 9 eye a picture: she saw her
father, and Bruce, and Winnie. and
Thor sweetheart, and they seemed to
DE toasting her from the end Of a
long table. under the blue California
ksky. This vision renewed her strength:
She proceeded onward. Y q
She must have followed the river
at least a mile when she spied ia raft
t1aooredi TO a clump Of trees. Here
she saw a way Of saving her weary;
limbs many a rugged mile. She ford;
led the stream, freed the raft and poled
kout into the middle Of the stream
II happened that the Mohammedan
hunters who owned the raft were at
I fhis moment swinging along toward
the temple. on the onlders 81 two,
rested q pole rom which dangle the
|itffelessl bodysofs a newly killed leopard
They were bringing Il in as a gift To-
The 3headman Of the village. who was
Ia thoroughgoing Mohammedan. and
who held in contempt Hinduism and!
all IT'S amazing qualifications!
The white priestess was indeed a
puzzle; for, while the handful of Mo,
hammedans in the village were Efanat:i
Heal IN their belief In the true prophet
and his Koran, and put little faith in,
miracles and still less In holy men,
who performed them, the advent OF
the white priestess deeply mystitied,
them. There was mo getting around
this: she was there; with their own
eyes they saw her. There might be.
something In Hinduism after all.
B When the hunters arrived at the
portico OF the temple they found two
greatly terrified holy men, shrillingI
their .tAi! Air in fermentation and
beating their sforeheads against the.
earth.
Holy men. what Is wrong ~ asked!
one of the hunters, respect fully. s
"The lion has killed our priestess:!
The sacred tires must die againl All
AIT 3
Where Is the llion?r
They fled toward the river, and
there he has doubtless tiesgoyed her.
Efor In evil silva, represented by the
Hon, Is more powerful than Vishnu. re-
tncarnated in our ptiestess. All All
She Is deed and wesara lundone!.