The Monticellonian. [volume] (Monticello, Ark.) 1870-1920, 1919-09-19

would be pressed into the man
within.
As the terrified girl uttered
scream, Ram Chunder moved the lever
again and the two doors closed about
half why. Ethcl's arms stretched
themselves forward in an appeal to
the old Hindu
Take off the handkerchief and let
him speak for himself" WIS his com
mand to Stadium. and the latter
obeyed. Instantly Johns voice arose,
anger filled, defiant,
Let me die thousand deaths,
Ethel before you permit that vile dog
to touch YOU" From behind the graf
ing the voice Of the Spider addressed
Morgan in n low tone
Let's put a stop to this nonsense"
The Hawk showed him aside.
"Wait. There Is time enough yet.
Let's see what she will de. We won't
let them put anything over on her"
Weapons in hands. they awaited the
outcome of the tragic scene in the
room beyond.
You both refuse2 Very well, we
shall see. silva must persuade you Il
little further It would seem"
Again he moved the lever, and low
err doors almost closed. A look OF
pain shot across the face of the Inn
prisoned nun. Quickly he mastered
it and smiled at the girl, who stood
petrlfied by terror Calmly his voice
filled the room.
1T will soon be over You must
not give away, dearest GIRL Ram
Chunder leered at him.
Ne. Not so swift rs YOU would
desire. Seer
Very slowly, watching their faees
with cruel smile, he again turned
the lever a bit and slowly the upper
doors began to move. Nearer and
nearer the body OF the man the dead
ly fangs of steel drew until they al
most touched his person. The face
of the threatened one did not change
as 1t looked ut them through the ever
narrowing aperture. Suddenly Ethel,
unable to endure the torture Of sus-
IenSe longer, screamed.
yes, yes. l will grant anything you
maY ask For Gods sake stop You are
not hHman-you are fehds.n Before
the words had fairly left her mouth
she had torn open her dress mt the
breast. standing before them white as
death and weaving upon her feet in
her mental agony.
Upon one side Of her Shallum
raised n cup. The fakr. drawing n
small but very bright hladed knife
such as surgeons Use, thrust it slow
~ toward her breast.
Rainface, having reached the door
of Il room on the floor above stood
listening n moment with ears that
" ere as keen as VOLTS. Then as Il
PECULIAR sound from within reached
them, he hoiSelessly drew his gun
with one hand and began opening the
door with the other.
Stepping into the room with the
tread of eat, he saw six Hindus
upon their knees on the floor looking
through an open trap into the room
below. Approaching them from be-
hind he labbed one of them with the
muzzle of his weapon, and AT that
they sprang to their feet With low ex-
carnations Of surprise. One look into
bis fierce, grim old face was enough,
and at his gesture their hands flew
! on high. Driving them silently To q
corner of the room where they hud-
died before the threatening muzzle,
Rainface stretched himself upon the
floor and keeping one eye upon his
victims, peered into the room below.
His first glance showed him the girl
with her dress torn open across her
bosom, Shallum with the cup upon one
side of her. Ram Chunder with his
glistening blade upon the other.
Casting his eyes upward Morgan
saw the face of the old Indian at the
opening, glowing with hatred upon the
HIndus below. lie seized the Spider
by the arm with grip 50 fierce that
the other WINGED.
"See that cursed Indian up there
He Is going TO spoil everything"
And even as he spoke the Indian
acted. Still covering the Hindu gang
with his gun in his left hand he raised
himself little whipped out long
and keen hunting knife and raised it
or high, then hurled it into the room
below.
Spinning through the air with a
vicious whistle it came hurting rs Il
bolt Of lightning from the heavens
Full upon the throat of Ram Chunder
il landed point first. burying Itself
there. And Ram with a gasping cry,
dropped his lancet and staggered
back Dropping his bowl, Shallum
sprang forward to catch him.
Ties done it," cried Morgan from
behind the grille.
Trusting the muZ2ie If his gun
against the lock, the Hawk pulled the
trigger and as the heavy bullet tore
the bolts apart he seized the grating
and wrcnched it open With weapons
raised threateningly, he and the Spider
burst into the room just as Ram
Chunder sank to the floor in the arms
OF Shellum and at the feet of the ter
rorstricBen girl.
HsND OF EIGHTH EPIS0DE3
come 10 pass-the end Of the war, the
churches closed. saloons left open and