The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-02-08
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down with crash and being Of cy, lay in shards
her feet. Unfortunately it the holy hodies In
this temple How she gained tho shelter Of tho sar-
cophagus she never knew, but gain 1t she did, and
covered down within She could hear the beast trot-
ting round and round, shifting and rumbling in his
throat Then the roaring of the preceding night was
repeated The old fellow evidently could find those
other lions who roared back at him valantly. Evi-
IDENTIFY fire had terrors for him. For an hour or
more he patoled the portico and all this Kathlyn
did not STIR hardly daring breathe fear he might
undertake to peer into the carcophagus.
Silence. low from the inner shrine told her
that f9r the present she SAFE Tomorrow must
fly, whittier did not matter Toward o'clock she fell
into doze and finally awakened by the sound of
voices raised in anger.
Poor sheep! They discovered the shattered idol
1t did matter all the return Of their ancient
goddess to bring back prosperity. She had broken
their favorte idol. Damnation would come in devils
wind that night.
The holy who had missed the chance of claim
ing the miraculous appearance Of Kathyn a work of
his opportunity to rehabitate himself
in the eyes of those who had made his holiness COM
Portable existence. With piece of the idol in his
hand he reused Kathyn shook clay before her
face, jabberng violently Kathlyn understood readily
enough. She had unwittingly committed a sacrilege.
The natives gathered about and menaced her. Kath
yn rose standing in the sarcophagus
hands for silence. She frightened but it would
do to let them it. What Hindustani she
knew would in this be of manner use But
human beings can, by facial expression and GESTURE
make known messages with understandable clear
From her gestures then, the holy gathered
that she could rcreate the god She poned toward the
and counted her fingers
The premier holy man, satisfied that he understood
Kath strroS to fha iustl vii.
layers and explained that with his aid their priestess
would in five suns, recreate vshnu in all his beauty.
Instantly the villagers prostrated themselves
" Poor thngs!" murmured Kathyn
The holy sent the natives away, for It not
meet that they should witness magic in the making
They then squatted in the clay and curiously
waited for her to begin. There well in the inner
shrine. To this she went with caution. The lion
evidently foragng in the jungle. Kathlyn filed the
copper vessel with water and returned Next she
gathered up what pieces of the idol she could find and
pieced them together. Here her model. She then
approached the akrs and signifed that she had
need of his knife He demurred at first but at length
consented to part with it. She dug up square piece
Of clay. In sfne felt like the Kathlyn Of old
than she had since completing the leopard in her out
door studio occupied her thoughts, at least part
them, for she realized that mayhap her life depended
upon her skill in reproducing the hideous idol
As the two old hypocrtes the clay take form and
shape the mockng face gradually appear they
assured that Kathyn indeed the ancient prestess
and deep down in their souls they experienced some
thing of the they had often inspired in the poor,
trusting ryot.
Kathlyn had talent bordering genius. The idol was
an exact replica of the original one more there was
subtle beauty where before there had been frank
rspulsiveness. 1t satisfied the holy men, and the un-
yelling greeted by the villagers with such joy that
kathlyn forgave them and could have wept them.
She had made god for them, and they fell down and
worshiped it.
fifth day Kathyn feeding the fire. The holy
sat in the court their deyoons which consisted in
merely remaining motionless Kathlyn turned from the
fire to them rise flee in She in turn fed
for the lion stood between her and the sarcophagus!
The lion paused. lashng his tail. The many recent
connections within and without the temple had finally
reused his ire. He hesitated between the holy
futtering robes would be the most desirable.
There was no particular hurry besides, he not
hungry The cat in him wanted to play. He loped
after Kathlyn easily. At any time he chose few
swift bounds would bring him to her side.
Beyond the temple lay the stream by which.
miles away, Kathlyn had the funeral pyre an1
about which she had had weird fantasy. II this
stream was deep there chance for life.
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